what, complain, me? nooooo!
May 09, 2005 at 11:02 a.m.
I'm sitting here in my office, bitting my fingernails, hoping and praying for a miracle, listening to teachers complain about other teachers, my head is about to explode!!
I want to live in a world where the band teacher gets along with the orchestra teacher, where the theater teacher wasn't possesive and mean about the orchestra using the theatre for their spring concert, where students chipped in to help carry heavy objects, and the first thing a poor young, beautiful orcehstra teacher would encounter on a monday morning would not be students complaining about everything. And I mean everything!
Enough griping? I'm actually feeling good, just had to get all that off my chest.
By the way - a favor from all of you? I think the only way our concert tomorrow will not crash and burn is if there is divine intervention. PLEASE, and I mean this, pray hard for my silly orcehstra concert tomorrow? These kids have played so well all year but this last concert is proving to be too much for them, maybe the music I chose was too hard, but also with all the testing they do, they haven't had that much time to practice as well as study.
Just pray. To Allah, Mickey Mouse or the Big Guy, no matter who, just send happy. Arg.
So I'll get to make my big announcement here on Wednesday, even though I know you know what it is anyway. Just got to get through this concert and then I can tell them...
I'll tell you what, married life sure is different. I have fewer things to complain about, and the things I do want to vent somtimes, it's not fiar to vent them here because that's Jared's and my business. I have to respect that. It's just odd, I've always felt like an open book and now I feel somewhat closed. Oh, and really boring too.
I don't even have much to write in the way of songs because I'm just happy and I can't think of anything to write that isn't cheesy or complaining about the burecracy of the public school system I so rightfully maligned for all these years. And that doesn't make for good ballads, eh?
And there isn't as much to do. We're so tired from work that we just collapse most of the time. I'd love to go for nightly walks but Jared's knees can't take it and it's not safe for me by myself. I could take yoga classes again and find outlets that way, but I wish there were fun things to do with Jared. Now we're grown ups, we're not invited to as many parties and dang it, we're tired!
And he's sick now, too. I wish I could help him feel better. But I ahve to put all my energy into faking a smile when I have to stop the kids in front of 600 people and say "Whoops! Let's try that one again!"
Here's to a big, bright smile!!! ARG!!!!
SUPERCRACK is doing all she can - flashing those pearly whites!!!