So I started packing up my classroom today. No tears, not sad. Am trying to keep that a secret from the wagging tongues downstairs. I think there's something wrong with me, I'm a girlie-girl through and through. I love make-up, and pretty pretty dresses, and kittens and puppies and coding in lenix, but I HATE GOSSIP. I just despise it, passionately!
Feeling better. Made a delicious meal of spaghetti and meatballs. Ate a big ole plate of it and now feel crazy sick. Too much food.