Today's P word is for PUT DOWN the SCISSORS.
I can't stop cutting my hair.
If I keep going at this rate, I'll be bald by July.
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Additionally. I don't know why I always hold my hands up to my mouth. It's a nervous habit. I've noticed that I do it when I walk into areas of crowded people (HELLOOOO, INTERNET!) - it makes me feel less vulnerable, hiding my face.
One of my coworkers said, "I LOVE your hair!" "Do you feel naked?" she whispered, and I thought for a minute that I did as I stroked my bare neck, until I realized that feeling naked feels dirty at school. Good lord - do I need a therapist?
Not much blogging here. I'm grading tests. Endlessly. You'll find me submerged beneath the booklets, hair askew, eyes glazed, frantically making checkmarks or writing "oops!" because I think that preserves their egos somehow.
I am also trying to spend time with friends. 13 more days here. It just doesn't seem real. Maybe I'll believe it once we're in billeting? Doubt it.
Some of you want to know where we're going. Ummm, I don't know. I'm trying desperately to get a job as a stateside hire as an overseas teacher, so that I'll get all the perks - housing, insurance, stuff like that. If not, we'll be heading too...I don't know. Depends on whether dh takes a job in his field or not. Most teachers get hired in the summer, so keep your fingers and toes crossed for me. But maybe I'm not cut out for this.
I heard the cutest damn thing today. The kids, because most of them are Japanese bilingual, were singing a song today. I asked them for the words, and they told me it was "Genki Doodle." Genki is Japanese for energetic, or lively - usually associated with one's health. The Japanese use it as our equivalent of "I'm fine." I'm sure I'll miss their lingustic mishaps.
I'm really in denial of what this summer will be like. Going from a family of two to four is always stressful - especially when the boys feel guilty for liking us. I always end up more tense and stressed when they're with us. Even though I end up missing them terribly when they're gone.
NOTE to SELF: Do not consume four bottles of wine between three people no matter how much you love those people if you have to work the next day. No matter how good the wine tastes. No matter how loud the laughs are.
NOTE TO YOU: Not only live up to, but plan to surpass their expectations.
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I love your hair like that!
after much internal debate, I'm cutting all mine off next Tuesday. I couldn't decide if summer would be more bearable with hair long enough to go into a pony tail, or with hair cut so it's off my neck.