I caught the blog bug. Friends are doing it, so I think to myself, is anything I have to say really worth writing down for other people to read? Sometimes I answer myself, no, probably not. But today, I thought, Yes, darnit, sometimes things I think and say to myself are good enough for other people to read. Have some self-confidence, girl.
So here is my new, self-confident blog.
However, I'm scared to death of some things.
I'm afraid that I won't get a job teaching and will be stuck working at Starbucks for another year, and kids in the class I student taught in last quarter will come in and be like, "Hey Miss L! I thought you were trying to become a real teacher!" And I'll be like, "Yeah that didn't work out, and why are you at Starbucks at 1 in the afternoon? Go back to school."
The main fear of life, however, is that I'll forever live to try to please my father. I have father issues. I thought only crazy people who either live the rest of their lives talking to a wall or professional athletes were the only ones to have father issues. There's still time for those things, I suppose, though the wall-talking is more likely.
Anyway, this is post 1. We'll see if I make it to post 2. Love you guys.
2 comments:
POST TWO! POST TWO! POST TWO!
that's my chant for the day.
Hahaha...I knew it was only time. Keep up the blogging.
And, it sounds like you could use a good hug. So put your left hand on your right shoulder, your right hand on your left shoulder, and squeeze for a good ten seconds. That's from me :) Btw, don't do that in public, you'll worry people.
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