February 2012
1 post
AHHH grading. It would be nice if my kids would do things like oh write in complete sentences or not include “&” and “b/c” in their answers. I want to scream. Three more classes to go and then grade entering time. Ohhh yeah.
January 2012
86 posts
My grandma passed away on Tuesday in the morning. My mom brought back her jewelry and some stuff with her. Apparently my Mimi, as I called her, kept all these little notes that I would write to her. My mom found one that she had saved that we’re guessing is from when I was around 8-10. My 8-10 year old self definitely knew what was up. I thought I’d post it because, while I have grown...
my best friend is better than your best friend. thanks best friend. <33333333
“The smart way to keep people passive and obedient is to strictly limit the...”
– Noam Chomsky (via nincompooop)
“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making...”
– http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2011/12/my-new-year-wish.html (via neil-gaiman)
Uh guys this week has sucked. Sabrina I’m sorry I’ve texted you or anything. I’m super overwhelmed! I’m trying to play catch up after 2 days out with food poisoning. It sucked. On my second day out, my dad called me to say that my grandmother was on her death bed. Yikes. He also said I should call her. I called her and bawled like a baby. I can’t go down to be with...
“At 30 he still knows all the words to songs from The Little Mermaid.”
– Chris Evans’ mom for GQ Magazine (July 2011)
“I secretly hate Scrabble, for the simple reason that anyone hates Scrabble,...”
– David Samuels, Underachievers Please Try Harder (via fernandofrench)
My chest is hot hot on fire. I’m freezing. What is this crap?!
My daddy is the best. He made the 30 minute drive over here to bring me gatorade and yogurt for later tonight. thaaanks daddy.
Tumblr, I just might be dying. I’m pretty sure I got food poisoning. Guess what that means? I’m not going to school today. Definitely not after tonight so far. Every time I throw up, I feel worse. :-(. Baaaaah. Thanks flapjacks. I used to love you. Now I’m scared.
