routines.

i learned my lesson. no harry potter right before bed. nightmares last night.
and sometimes i have dreams that me and derek really aren't married. they are awful.

i taught my first real life school lesson yesterday. nervous as could be.
glad to have that anticipation done with.

that sad realization of: if i sleep 8 hours, go to school 8 hours, drive 2 hours, that only leaves 6 hours to do everything else.

going to the assembly today i remembered that in high school i probably would have thought that was funny.
now i'm just old.

other proof of being old:  half the music they blast is obnoxious and my clothes are just not as hip as they used to be.

the school water tastes funny.

fyi: if you want someone to stop talking, just stare at them in silence and wait until they realize it.
it works like a charm.

it's cool to have as much acne as the teenage population you're surrounded by.
as well as confess your love by writing it in the bathroom stalls.

let's be honest here, these have been two of the longest weeks of my life.
living again for the weekends.

[no, i don't hate my life. i just forgot how long school days really are.]