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student teaching aughaughaughahugh
i am pooped. like i have a new meaning for tired. student teaching = life. from this moment on, there is nothing else. i had no idea how consuming it would be. and this is only the second day. i'm already sick of getting up at 5:30 am and of dress clothes. blah. why can't i wear jeans and a nice shirt and shoes? i look better in that than dress pants and stuff. yucko. oh well. i'd write more but i'm too tired. i'll get back to yaz. at some point. like after graduation. lol.