Sunday Night Gitters...

I had a freak-out Sunday night. I was an emotional mess anticipating that I would be taking over the class this week, standing in front of those angry children. It's too soon. What if all hell explodes in this classroom to the point where desks are flying and I have to worry about the safety of these kids. My parents can't deal with me, my ex-ex-manfriend is treating this like an obligation. I wish I was more excited. I should be.