flightless hag

A chronicle of the adventures of birdwoman: a lonely, talentless freak who wanders the internet in search of entertainment.

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I'm a 40-something married white female, survivor of weight watchers, avid reader of pulp. Dogs (not cats), extreme right (handed, not politics), ENTJ, alto, wanna-be knitter.

June 17, 2008

Time To Graduate!

Tonight is graduation from my high school. I didn't go. Bad, I know, but I only teach freshmen, and I've only been there since February. I'm Not a team player, I guess. I'm not going to the retirement luncheon tomorrow (I only know one of the retirees, and I got him a card and a gift by myself) and I'm not going to the "end of year picnic" on Friday.

The thing is, I like my fellow science teachers. But every time I eat or hang with the other teachers, I'm OVERWHELMED with their negative attitudes toward the school, their students, and/or each other. So, I play by myself. Works better for me that way anyhow.

But I did recently attend another very important graduation. The moth is now a preschool graduate. And, contrary to popular belief, he was not at all good at the whole being on stage thing. He's such a ham in real life, you'd think he'd be a natural. He's not. Ennui at best. Angst at worst. Stinky, on the other hand, had a blast on stage, though he's not so good at the one-on-one interaction. Weird, huh?


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