I never imagined that I would be cutting a boy’s hair with clippers. I should start a barber shop. Or not.
I also didn’t think I’d spend 5 hours at school today gearing up for the week. Oh, and studying for the GRE. Oh, grad school applications that I haven’t even started yet. Life seems so peachy right now.
And exasperating. exhausting. futile. Basically, life feels French. Oh, I’m onto you, Amelie. You’re secretly a rouse to hide your true dark and swarmy French lifestyle. Done! I’m writing a book. After I fnish these problem sets and lesson plan for this week.