Monday, September 22, 2008

-5 percent fun.

It's taking everything in me to get up and go to school. What is wrong with me? I cried all night, and my eyes are completely swollen and I still can't seem to stop. This came out of nowhere; I have no idea what my problem is. I'm an emotional basketcase at heart. And what's worse -- I'm an emotional basketcase who publishes her emotions on the Internet.

Right now I am the least fun person in all of New Orleans. I want to watch "Love Story" and eat Haagan Daas. Going back to school and seeing the kids seems impossible. What do I have to teach them anyway?

At least Obama's ahead in the polls.

1 comment:

Loretta said...

Sounds like the Monday blues.