Wenzdee

I've gotta write now or I never will. I'm not not feeling like it, I am just not motivated right now. But it's getting late. It's nine pm and it's dark which bums me out. I dearly love the summer for its light. For those days when it's still light outside at this time.
The radio announced this morning that more than 36 people lost their lives from this latest hurricane.
There has been an arrest for arson for the wildfires here that are still burning.
Meanwhile, I had a successful doctor visit (lady parts, ha. ha.) and did some self-care, thanks to Steve for buying it for me, in the form of a professional facial and a manicure. The manicurist was a little surprised I didn't even want polish, but I ain't got time for that.

I'm still slightly obsessed with the non-dress-code adhering individuals (all female) at the school. I don't think I would give a hoot except that they are blatantly disregarding rules and no one is enforcing them. If there wasn't a rule that kept being announced, I wouldn't care. Let 'em wear it if they are comfortable and confident in it (short shorts, bare midriffs and see through-ish leggings). That's cool. But if the school says do not do this thing, and they do it, and they don't receive any consequences, then I blame the school. And it's just dumb to make rules if you don't follow through. Though their reasoning for the rule is not totally clear to me, so maybe it is a dumb rule in the first place and worth rebelling against. It is probably related to wanting the students to be more professional and respectful in their attire while attending a place of learning. I don't know for sure.

I did some work last night cutting and gluing to make a display for the kids' art in class and got to school early to put it up, which seemed to be appreciated so I was really glad I made the extra effort. The teacher and my coworker said I did a great job working with a particular student, and that also really boosted my confidence. I appreciated the positive feedback very much. Seriously.

I have to encourage a kid tomorrow in an acting class who is fond of saying things are boring and he doesn't care, so that will be fun. I am thinking of trying to bribe him with some Doctor Who stickers.
I'm going to cut this short because I want to go eat my burrito Steve got me last night, but in the future, I want to say more about past jobs I've had because I need to ruminate on how and why I am where I am. And also share stories about the interesting people I've met and some of the crappy things I have had to do to survive. Literally crappy, like cleaning poop. Ha. Ha. Yeah, well...PEACE.

When I was just searching for an image to insert here, I inadvertently discovered it's almost International Peace Day. 💗