For Jake, Martin Sheen & Myself

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I have a student in my class, let’s call him Jake. He’s (secretly) one of my favourite students because he tends to see the glass half full and is grumpy in the most endearing way. He struggles socially and spends a lot of recesses with me as he says “I don’t have friends because my brain has a hard time making some”. He has big brown eyes and his shoe laces are always undone. Jake has a lot of anxiety issues and when I have a substitute at school, he’s so worried about me he works in counsellors office to …READ MORE

2013

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My wish for you:

“I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you’ll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.” ―Neil Gaiman

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A magical and awesome gift guide

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If you know me well, you know that as soon as I feel a case of The Sads coming on, I hide like I’m an assistant and Naomi Campbell has just walked in the room. So, after hitting ‘publish’ on my last post and then waking up the next day with a debilitating case of The Sads, I crawled slowly away from every person I loved, ignored all emails and flipped my switch to enter ‘human robot who can still fake laugh to kids jokes’. But as I get older, wiser and read more Brene Brown, I realize that running …READ MORE

A Letter To A Potential Suitor

Oh hi.

We haven’t met yet but given my clumsy nature and amazing ability to say the wrong thing at the perfect moment chances are when we DO meet, I will have a stain on my shirt. My hair will be messy. And I will have mistaken you for the waiter.

Please bear with me.

I won’t show up for our date in a sleek and shiny new car, cars never really impressed me much. I will never be that girl who can impress you by talking about horse power. That’s a fantasy I won’t eve be fulfilling for you. …READ MORE

All my love letters are marked as spam

Sometimes I really do think I was born in the wrong era. I yearn to be a heroine in a Jane Austen novel. Fastened into a corset, wrapped up in yards of silk and a bonnet- clutching a finely written love letter from a lover on an adventure, but aching to return to me.

But I was born in the 80′s. Meaning, that the majority of my adult ‘love letters’ have come in the form of emails. I know this is partly my fault (I tend to email people before calling, or actually- gasp!- seeing them), but today while I …READ MORE

AHHHHHHHH!!

Today at 1pm I will be interviewing for a full-time teaching position.

Teaching a grade I love.

This is one of those “I really, really want this and if I don’t get it I might fall into a depression so dark and deep that it will make my case of the Januaries look like an orgy of sparkly bubblegum happiness” moments of my life. I am actually afraid of what will happen if I don’t get it. Oh what? I can hear some whispering.. what’s that you say? Something about “expectations”? And… “possible disappointment”? Bollocks! I admit, I have very …READ MORE