Yep. The struggle is so real.
Yep. The struggle is so real.
Yep. The struggle is so real.
Yep. The struggle is so real.
I’m a light sleeper. I’d kill my boyfriend lol.
I’m a light sleeper. I’d kill my boyfriend lol.
Sea City, Here We Come!
They have been turned into graphic novels now (well, some of them). My 5th grade girls are EATING them up, because of course, I had to buy them. I used to have the entire collection of BSC books in my parents’ basement...but we had a crack in our foundation, and they had toxic mold down there. My mom tossed all my BSC…
NAILED IT.
First thing, omg your name. <3 You win at Kinja.
Secondly, don’t even get me started on this Shakeology, Scentsy, Rodan and Fields, etc. crap that is polluting my newsfeed. MLM is getting out of control.
On behalf of neurotypicals, I’d like to apologize for those food pictures. I took photography for all 4 years in high school (you know, darkroom, developed my own film kind of stuff), so I can actually TAKE decent pictures. Most people cannot, ESPECIALLY with food. I have one friend who I love very dearly, but man oh…
I navigated in Rome with my phone GPS no problem. I do speak (more like butcher) some Italian, and I did grow up in the NYC metro area, so maybe I’m more comfortable with situations like that? IDK.
Chicago pizza is not pizza; it’s lasagna. Nope. Just nope.
Uh...the majority of the city is a grid. Where are you from? It’s one of the easiest cities to navigate.
Now, going to college in Boston and trying to navigate that clusterfuck was a nightmare.
Holy shit. Giving out dilaudid like it’s candy? WTF.
I had a sinus surgery that was rather complicated (involved multiple things and lasted twice as long as they initially said, nearly 5 hours). I’ll admit, I have a low pain tolerance, but I had an emergency appendectomy the year before and had percodet. Wisdom teeth?…
When your profession that you give your heart and soul to is unappreciated every day, both in real life and the media, it wears you down. It takes a lot out of you. You obviously aren’t a nurse or a teacher. While people do choose their professions, you do not realize how truly bad and demoralizing it is until you…
I’m only two years into teaching, and I honestly feel defeated.
Arsenic poisoning? I can’t think about that right now. If I do, I’ll go crazy. I’ll think about that tomorrow.
I feel the same way about Cocaine toothdrops. That shit definitely worked.
Absolutely.
I’m on week four of Grand Jury duty right now. Today I woke up, tired from hearing about rapes and murders, and was just like “I don’t want to adult todayyyy” cause I’m mature like that.
There are moments when I am teaching my 20 students and look around for an adult to help me. I am thirty. Who put me in charge?
Then I go home after trying to set a good example, and have wine and cheese for dinner. As in, my entire meal. And my coffee mug? There’s Sugar Free Red Bull in there so the kids don’t see…
Admitting you miss or like Bravo is one of the great internal struggles of our time, I think. We keep it close to ourselves.
I’m coming out, though; I watch the SHIT out of Bravo when I’m lesson planning/grading papers and tests. It’s background noise that I don’t have to pay that much attention to and can…
Ugh. I’m Literacy Birth-6.