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Tears of joy:

I’m joyous for finally reaching a point of friendship with Lisa where she feels comfortable making fun of me. This morning as I fed our two little minnows, I said, “Oh such happy fish!” To which Lisa asked, seeming to want a real answer, “What exactly makes a fish happy? How do you know they’re happy?!” And I replied quickly, “Because they’re swimming fast.”

Uh, duh.

And to that all she said was, “You’re wack!” And continued to announce to another teacher walking into the room, “Carissa is wack.” And of course, that teacher, Keri (also a new friend) said, “YEAH she is.”

Sometimes it feels good to be teased.

Tears of sadness:

I wish I could spend Thanksgiving with family, but I won’t be this year. This fact is making me kind of bummed out. My friends and coworkers keep talking about how excited they are to fly home or have their sisters visit and so on and so forth. When you’ve got a family like mine though, spending vacations together isn’t super easy.

On the (very) bright side,  I’ll be spending winter break with Alisha, Alex, and Malia. And I’m excited for that, even though (here’s what brings more tears…) I just found out I’ll be missing Prince, who will be playing the Tacoma dome the day after I leave Washington.

The day after I leave Washington.

I really can’t believe I didn’t know he’d be here until just now. It’s now too late to plan my life around his flamboyant and I’m sure incredible visit to an American stage.

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