Can't help but love them.

Lately I have been thinking about my students and the sort of feelings I have toward them. (This is in no way going in a creeper teacher direction) Most of the time I feel like they are annoying and drive me nuts, but lately I've been really thinking about how much I care about them. Obviously there are a few that truly do drive me nuts and most of the time I wish I could lock them in a little closet so I can be with the ones I like all the time, but I'd say that right now I enjoy about 95% of them. I think I've been noticing this because I've been teaching almost three whole years now and I've seen the seniors now go from crazy/ridiculous sophomores to people ready to leave school and go out on their own. I am really going to miss a lot of the senior class. It's so crazy how much growing up goes on between their sophomore and senior year. I still feel that sophomore year is the worst year of high school. This kind of makes me feel old since I'm watching kids grow up, but it's nice to see kids change for the better throughout their high school careers. At this point in my life I am glad to have a job that is semi-crazy. I enjoy that I don't know what each day will hold. I like the fact that they are sometimes silly and just make me smile. (even when I sometimes I know I shouldn't) I hope that I brighten their days as much as they sometimes brighten mine. :)

Lilli Jacks = Hell

Lilli Jacks is the name of a bar in a small town near Mapleton. Last year I had a great moment there were a 45 year old man pretty much molested me. After last night I now know for sure that I will NEVER go back there. It was karaoke night so some of the Mapleton crowd decided to go and check it out. I had approximately four drinks in a three hour span of time, meaning I was in no way, shape or form drunk. It's a very small bar and there were a ton of people crowded in. They also allow smoking which you may think is illegal, but apparently in a town with gravel roads people don't get tickets for that kind of stuff. Anyway, I had been sick this week anyway and as the night progressed it got really hot in the bar. I remember thinking that I should get up and walk around because I wasn't feeling good. At this point I fell head first off the bar stool I was sitting on. Luckily I landed on my face...what a great part of the body to hit the floor first. So the point is that I definitely fainted and now have bruises on my face. Great. My life rules. The main reason this sucks so badly (aside from the face ache and headache I have today) is that there were some parents/siblings of my students at this bar, which means that on Monday someone will undoubtedly mention it to me. Awesome. Unfortunately I'm sure it looked like I passed out from drunkenness, but really I just fainted due to being confined and hot. It worries me that I will now have some sort of bad girl reputation, which is generally the complete opposite of what I really am. Right now I'm really feeling like some sort of higher power hates me because I have had a lot of bad luck lately and it can't be karma because I am not that horrible. I am really not looking forward to school tomorrow and right now I'm just hoping that the bruising doesn't get worse and that I don't have a broken nose. Wouldn't that be a great addition to the story? GR..

Gatsby!

I have the cutest kitten (well now cat) ever!! While I was home over Christmas I got pretty attached to Gatsby! I miss the little devil! :)