A new school year

I started school about 2.5 weeks ago and so far it's been pretty good. No huge issues so far. I only have one class I dislike and they aren't even that horrible. I love my novels classes! They are great kids and we are having a good time reading Catcher in the Rye! I have a few young admirers as usual. The topic of this school year has definitely been whether I am in a relationship and if I'm dating one of the male teachers at our school. The answer to that is no, but unfortunately they can't get that in their heads. My favorite moment so far this year has been when one of the junior boys asked me why I don't wear shorts to school and then told me that he is sure I probably have some really nice legs I could show off. What a lovely moment. Those are they times when I just turn away because I have nothing to say. Most of the time those are also the moments that make my day more interesting! I love kids and their randomness!!

Thank goodness for Benjamin Franklin

Today I experienced life without electricity. I did not enjoy it. First I woke up around 4:00 am to a loud thunder storm and a lack of alarm clock. I went back to sleep and when I woke up for real around 7am the electricity was still out. It did not come back on until 9:40am. This means that I went to school today with makeup that was put on in the dark and hair that looked like crap. If you know me at all I do not leave my house without makeup and fixed hair. I don't nessessarily look beautiful all the time, but I at least attempt to not look like hell. Today I had no choice in the matter. The really unfortunate part is that not only did I look like crap, but with the job I have I get to be watched by about 150 kids per day. So I was scrutinized all day abotu why I looked tired and why my hair was up in a ponytail. Obviously I didn't have a choice kiddies...I never wear my hair up...this was not a fashion statement. I am now much more thankful for electricity and the joy it brings to my life. Thank you to all the people who made this possible for me! I love you Benjamin Frankling and Thomas Edison!

On a side note...I wish people who wanted to be my friend would put forth a bit more effort in that department. Why am I always the person calling someone? Is it impossible for other people to call or write to me? Am I that far out of people's thoughts that they can't simply write a little hello to me or have a chat? I realize that I have a semi-nonexciting life, but really everyone else can't be that busy. If you want to take the time and be someone's friend you take the time. Or you are a not very good friend.