aliens

I was talking to Natalie about two weeks ago. I was talking to her about the things that are just plain going wrong and how I didn't really want to go back to work. She told me I could always just get abducted by aliens. She was right, aliens would be a good reason to not go back to work. Were I abducted, even if they brought me back right away, I think I would probably just let my principal know that I'd been abducted by aliens and didn't think I should come back to work . . . ever.

I thought about that again today and aliens could be kind of fun.

Although this has not been the favorite choice I've made, I'm still grateful for it. This is what I chose, this is what I wanted what I graduated college, and whatever direction this school year goes, I'm grateful to be here because I would have wondered what it would have been like and if I could have done it. I think I'm going to find out if I can do it.

As a side note, sometimes I kind of feel like I've been abducted by aliens who talk in a completely different language ("I'm finna do it!"), have strange clothes (who wears shorts over their boxers under their dress pants? really, I suddenly know too many people who do), and eat things with names like black-eyed peas, chittlens, pigs feet.