I need to get out of here.
OK. It occured to me today. I really need to get out of this town.
I also realized that I have to pick a college... that's hard. I actually have to pick a place where I'm going to go to learn about what I need to know to do for the rest of my life. It's scary, but I think I'm pretty confident that I'm choosing the right path by teaching. I love it so much, and I'm always told by my employer how well I'm doing at it, and it makes me feel so wonderful to help him. By the way, I'm complately aware of my emotional girlishness because I have a terrible case of PMS.
I'm going to go watch the last Friends ever, and probably cry. Current Mood: moody