Sometimes, I leave work so utterly drained from dealing with either A) kids who seem to be on crack or B) kids who seem to be zombies or C) kids who seem to have made it their life's mission to make the lesson, and therefore my life for that one to two-point-five hours a living hell, that I wonder what the point of it is. Why should I put any
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I had a japanese exchange student stay with my family during my senior year in CO. It was an amazing experience and I believe she's a professional ballerina there now. A beautiful area from the photos I've seen. This was before the internet but I have tried to find her on FB and such a few times.
It's good to read you're doing well and more importantly, doing something you love doing. I'll try to catch up here more with everyone as FB is getting so impersonal and I miss reading real entries like these, especially ones that make me smile and laugh. Cheers lady!
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We have a legit-African working on third with us named Leo. He kinda-understands most of the time, but I swear he said "fucked in the ass cabbage pallet" last night to something I said about leftover cardboard...
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