as i left school today, i realized that it is my last spring break ever. i'm 31 years old and this is my last spring break. i'm seriously considering maxing out my credit card to go to key west. that's what i did in college.
i almost cried.
i will before the week is out.
i will at least 17 times the last week of school.
i am no longer a teacher (holy fuck); and when kids come to ask me why i'm leaving, i tell them that i can't make it on a teaching salary.
which isn't necessarily the truth.
i could live in a "further than the one i'm in" suburb.
but i won't.
i'm a snob.
i judge people for paper products, when they wear white, if they RSVP...
i'm a snob who is about to have an anxiety attack.
sweet.
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