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A journal . . . whatever comes to mind. |
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Wow! My very first blog entry! If the anonymous person who gifted me with membership is out there, THANK YOU! I hope to be able to write here daily, but you know how life sometimes gets in the way. |
| 5:00 PM. Just waiting until I have to go set up the ticket booth for the ballgame. It's definitely been a long day. I probably won't get home until after 10:00 and I've been here since 6:00 AM! I've been searching for something different to do this weekend. My best friends are all going to be out of town. I think I'm going to go see The Vagina Monologues. I've never seen it, and this production is for a good cause. I've heard mixed reviews. KCT, my best friend, won't go see it. She hates the title. The word vagina bothers her. I don't know why. She has one. It's not like she'd be sitting by her dad during the play. That would be weird. I love going to plays. It's something I've missed lately. There just doesn't seem to be a lot of that thing around this small town that I'm living in. Luckily, I'm near four "college" towns where those types of events can be found. It's just hard to make time for them. |
| Last night was difficult. I so wanted to talk to someone, but everyone was too busy. I realize that people have families and responsibilities that have to come before me. I just wish I could meet more people, but I don't know where to meet them. Plus, it's hard to go out. Everywhere I go I run into students, former students, or their parents. There's no privacy when you're a teacher. They seem so shocked when they see me buying toilet paper or even just groceries. I get really sick of going to Wal-Mart and being cornered about why little so-and-so's grade is a B instead of an A. One of my friends (another teacher) actually had a student show up asking for help in her husband's hospital room after his heart attack! I am at work at least nine hours a day. You'd think that would be enough time for students to ask for help or for parents to call me. But no . . . I am a teacher 24 hours a day. |
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