martha
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Grrr.
I'm all funky and shit. School starts tomorrow and I have a combo and I feel like I have no idea what to do. I know that I'll eventually figure it out and do a great job, but right now, tonight, I have no fucking clue. When my principal assigned me the combo at the end of last year (because it was my turn), she said "Martha, I know they'll learn with you." And she said it like it was a relief to her that it would be me doing the job. At least I have that.
And, I may switch from a 4/5 to a 5/6. Which would mean that I'd have to learn two brand new sets of state standards.
Plus, I really, really, really miss Steve this year. His school has only been in session for three weeks, he's been home already once, and he's coming home again this weekend, but I still miss him an incredible amount. It was so much harder last year than I thought it would be, and now this year is exponentially harder. I don't want to tell him about it because I don't want to make his road harder. He's not only away from me, he's away from his home. This year is going so much better from him at school, so I want to keep him happy when he's away. That's lame of me because we really are two halves of one person, and I know he'll make me feel better. But I still worry about his state of mind. So I don't want to tell him that I'm all funky and shit.
I never like to complain and get all funky, but it's tough tonight.
Thanks for listening.
I'm all funky and shit. School starts tomorrow and I have a combo and I feel like I have no idea what to do. I know that I'll eventually figure it out and do a great job, but right now, tonight, I have no fucking clue. When my principal assigned me the combo at the end of last year (because it was my turn), she said "Martha, I know they'll learn with you." And she said it like it was a relief to her that it would be me doing the job. At least I have that.

Plus, I really, really, really miss Steve this year. His school has only been in session for three weeks, he's been home already once, and he's coming home again this weekend, but I still miss him an incredible amount. It was so much harder last year than I thought it would be, and now this year is exponentially harder. I don't want to tell him about it because I don't want to make his road harder. He's not only away from me, he's away from his home. This year is going so much better from him at school, so I want to keep him happy when he's away. That's lame of me because we really are two halves of one person, and I know he'll make me feel better. But I still worry about his state of mind. So I don't want to tell him that I'm all funky and shit.

Thanks for listening.