146 more school days this year. I only have a 3 day week, so that’s good. It has been since Labor Day since I last texted with Greg. I suppose he’s probably going back to Arkansas this coming weekend. It’s hard to believe that only a few weeks ago, I actually thought he might let me take him back this time. Ha. It’s better for me to be off Facebook and not read any of that shit right now. I have no social life, so I have no need for social media. I didn’t get all my stuff graded that I had planned on grading. Oh well. Starting tomorrow, I’m not going to speak a word to any adult unless I’m spoken to first. I am going to stay in my room and keep my door closed. I am done. My opinion is not wanted, nor is it respected, so I will not offer it further. I was so happy about my new apartment, and now that’s ruined. I am sad. I have no one. No family. No friends. Just my dog and cat. Maybe when Cumberland drops their tuition next fall, I will go back to school. I don’t want to be a principal. I was just doing it because that’s the only way to make more money. Maybe I should be a guidance counselor. It’s just so many classes. It’s like 60 hours, I think. Ugh. I could be an RN in 2 years. I don’t know if I have the energy to go back to school. I think I might be better off just trying to get an easier teaching job and ride it out until I’m 55. I’m exhausted. I wonder what it would be like to have a job you loved to go to every day.
I am going to start moving on Thursday. I’m already regretting moving and I haven’t moved. Ugh. I hate my life.