Today in class one of my friends was microteaching, and she drew a tree with different types of jazz as branches and we all put leaves with characteristics on the branches we thought they applied to, and it reminded me of kindergarten where we had our names as leaves on a tree and if we were bad we’d get the leaf taken down
Once out of a horrible injustice my name leaf was taken down and I was forever scarred. And tonight I defended one of my leaves on the jazz tree and my friend just said “no” and slowly took it off the tree and it was just like kindergarten and I laughed really hard and also actually cried
life is so weird#Jenn is emotionally fragile #maybe if I break both my legs tonight I won't have to teach high school tomorrow
if your boyfriend is your best friend, you’re doing it right.
if your boyfriend is your only friend, you’re doing it wrong.
The difference between learning a modern language and an ancient language is that in first year French you learn “Where is the bathroom?” and “How do I get to the train station?” and in first year Attic Greek or Latin you learn “I have judged you worthy of death” and “The tyrant had everyone in the city killed.”