adulthood

The more and more I think about it, I don't want to be an adult. Only 18 years of my life is spent being a kid. And now? Assuming I live to be 75, that will be 57 years of my life as an adult. It kind of doesn't seem fair.

anyway, enough complaining about that. on to complaining about other things. just like every other year of my life up until now, spring break is approaching. i have always had a spring break, it comes, it goes. unfortunately, no one else has a spring break. :( so, as of right now its looking like i'll be sitting at home all week. by myself. yay.

anyway, enough complaining all together. i can't wait for it to warm up. i can't wait for it to be full-blown spring (even though it aggrivates my allergies) and then, even better...comes summer.

oh, blessed summer vacation. thou art why i chose to be a teacher. ok, so not the only reason, but come on...it has it's motivating factors.

my mom is having surgery on thursday, which means i'm taking friday off. pray for that to go well.

until next time...