Alex, circa June 19th, 2015:
“Future me, I hope you look back on these entries and see how much you have grown. I hope you realize that every day has something worth mentioning if you think hard enough about it. I hope this journal shows you that your current struggles will pass, and there is joy in the little things in life. I hope you appreciate the people around you and that you let them know ...
In my browsing of random Tumblrs that I keep track of from my Nuzlocke days (which is another story for another day), I came across this comic about the plotline of every Christmas movie ever. The only parts it misses is the obligatory activities of ice skating and cookie decorating while a quartet of carolers awkward sings in the village square. My friend Ana sent me this joke tweet about an AI w...
I’m lying in my bed, ready to go to bed. It’s 6:45 pm. I’ve been up for only almost 13 hours.
When I had my student teaching interview with my potential mentor teacher, I asked him if I could stop by the classroom a couple times during the semester. He seemed taken aback and then quickly agreed. This conversation happened on November 7th, a mere five hours before [insert euphemism for de...
Today should be a milestone since it's been a month since Mom passed. A month ago I was sitting on Anni's floor, wondering how I was going to get some sleep. Today, at least two people who I know enough to talk to but not well enough to talk to often asked me, “How are you doing?” which really means “Your mom died and it's tragic and I want to express my sympathy,” but I took it to mean “Say you a...
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