My Cardboard Balcony

I don't know if I'm as happy as I can be right now. Don't get me wrong - maybe it's just my mood today. Maybe it's the fact that I'm fighting a cold, worrying that I won't be able to go to the final Giants game of the season with my family and friend if I get too sick. Maybe it's just my ongoing adjustment to my new job and surroundings. Maybe I haven't been eating enough lately, or sleeping enough, or exercising enough. Maybe I haven't paced my workload well enough, or I'm just not used to getting new things piled on or changed on me even when I've finally got everything figured out. Maybe I'm just a little annoyed that my paycheck's going to be smaller than expected. Or maybe I'm just grumpy and whiny and should just shut up and understand just how damn good I have it. I mean, I could be in a situation that's a lot worse. #firstworldproblems! All of those things could be factors as to why I'm feeling the way I ...

The Audacity Of Students by Belinda Roddie For teenagers to learn, you have to make them care.

Finish your burger, drink your beer, and don't forget to tip your waitress. She'll spend it on some groceries so she can make ham sandwiches for lunch for the next two weeks. And then she'll smell like mustard and relish, and she'll have to douse herself in deodorant and perfume, just so fat fucks like you enjoy her company and her service as she works in this filthy, garage-like hellhole where the ale is cheap and room temperature and the food's got a mind of its own.