i get paid to shape the minds of pre-teens. this is my therapy.
any time i get upset about the objectification of women, i’m going to look at this picture to enjoy the objectification of muscleman Gandalf.
PS this is a real book.
watching zombieland, feeling zombie-like, giving myself glitter nails, drinking beer. all things i will not be able to do monday to wednesday when i have to go to the middle of nowhere for another school trip from hell. BLERGH.
What to do on a saturday night after a long day out in the heat? Time to look at this, apparently. More important than getting ready to teach on Tuesday.
the octopus obsession continues. bedspread to match my tattoo plans?
I must have this leopard print watch. I don’t even wear a watch. UNTIL NOW.
Just read this article that made me feel like the worst teacher/person ever for complimenting my students on their hair/nails/clothes! But I compliment them more when they do their homework and ask smart questions so maybe I’m ok.
Anyone who ever has to communicate with little girls should read this because this is why there are 11-year-olds with eating disorders and why girls would rather be hot than smart.
now i remember why i stopped using tumblr.
#1) because i got a life
#2) because i was afraid of being found on the internet by students
#3) BECAUSE I JUST WASTED MY ENTIRE NIGHT LOOKING AT NOTHING. literally, what did i gain from this?! nothing! i have a pile of marking and instead i looked at animated gifs of puppies.
but hey summer’s coming so what do i care. TWO MONTHS OFF. and also hey, i’m a full-time permanent grown up as of September. seniority and pensions and A FULL SALARY, fuck yeah.
watching vintage SVU episodes and getting sad for detective brian cassidy. more specifically, the actor who played him. olivia turns his ass down on the show and now he’s on allstate commercials with ZERO acting career.
sad times.
ps i’m back.
but i needed to let this out…11 days until moving day! so excited i could burst.
what i have been occupying my time with. my classroom, before and after (the ugly ones are the “before”). now i just have to practice my serious face so i’m not eaten alive.
since i haven’t posted anything in 500 years, now is the best time to come back with a RIDICULOUS STORY.
i woke up this morning with a fat lip. FROM A PIMPLE.
my upper lip is swollen as if i have been punched on one side of my mouth. i now know what i would look like if i ever got botox. on one side of one lip.
and how would i look? LIKE AN IDIOT.
i’m so angry. maybe by the end of the day i will have fully transformed into joan rivers because that is who i most look like now.
THESE TWO ARE KILLING ME. DEATH BY CUTENESS.
