I’m in this space right now where poor Borderline Betty is just rearing to attack. Every other sentence (in my head, thankfully) either starts or ends with a variation of “Fuck”. Yeah, she’s a special one.
Yep, that’s my girl… That’s how she’s feelin… and this is how’s she’s lookin these days.
Little potty mouth that she has…
Seriously tho, the kids at school are being so mean these days!
I have confiscated 5 phones this week alone! And on those phones are pics of me!!!
I think it’s sick! Why take a pic of your 48 year old teacher?
That’s what I wanna know?
And the school isn’t doing a damn thing about it!
I would think I could do something about it 😦
That’s why Betty is a little pissy!
Anyway… I’ve sorta been feeling like I’m trapped in this crazy space lately! Probably an irregular polygon. Sorry, I’m geometry teacher And, a bitch apparently. But, I think that is because I keep forgetting to take my thyroid medicine. What can I say. I forgot to fill it. Apparently, that’s not one ya want to mess with. I had no idea.
FYI: this is probably why my students
Anyway… I am in this space that scares the shit out of me right now. No drama. Normal life and no drama fucks me up. It shouldn’t. I mean normal life should be good. But, when you have lived on the edge of fear for eternity – normal isn’t normal. So I am walking aimlessly… without a cause. Borderline Betty wants a cause. And, if I’m not careful she will create one. Trust me when I tell you this people… All hell can break loose when she does that shit! Oh….
And so should I run? Maybe I am running.. Should I keep running? I wonder… and I wonder how long I can keep it up? I also wonder what exactly I am running from.
OH! I love my life… hmmm….