a little of this, a little of that

good: my kiddddddddds. one girl made me a pot in ceramics and wrote a lovely lovely note to accompany it. two girls wrote one last journal entry (not required) just so that i would read them and said nice things about me. children wrote on my board that they will miss me. babies keep asking if i will PLEASE get myspace so they can keep in touch next year. boys told me they're going to make a banner that reads "miss mahan, where are you?" i've been invited back to visit. number of times i've nearly cried in class: 5 billion. tomorrow i read "oh the places you'll go" to one class and it will probably take 2 hours what with all the sobbing and stuttering. i love my job. can i say that again? i LOVE my job. oh, and it's not so bad knowing that i'll be on summer vacation in a week.

bad: stress of a maymester grad class/finishing grading/posting grades/finding a home/finding a job/avoiding inevitable fate of living in a cardboard box. also, i DESPISE the following: people who try to "fix" me, liars, discovering secrets, drama (even when it doesn't involve me), uncertainty and the impending doom that is swimsuit season.


i recently realized that i always relate to the seemingly "messed up" characters in television/film. case in point: dr. yang from grey's anatomy. we react to everything in the same way. like when denny proposed to izzie, i rolled my eyes and gave tess the "you've got to be f-ing kidding me" look. if that's wrong, then i don't wanna be right.