#1: Two girls were writing notes in the back of a journal while we were talking about goals for our study tour. It read, “Miss Carlson’s goal is to find a husband in Cambodia.” Seriously? It’s coming from every direction now. Teachers at Sprague used to send the delivery guys into my classroom – now I’m the talk of ninth graders. Hilarious. I think. At least they used solid English.
#2: I am sweating like a banchi over here already. It really is bad, not that this is a shock for most. Well, my roommate said, “Most likely it’s because you have more surface area. You know, that’s why the dinosaurs are extinct.” So I hope I’m able to hold on a while longer.
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