Tonight's Poet Corner: Introspection
Well. This was a week of emotional whiplash. I've never been exactly a fan of waiting - whether it's for something to arrive, a response to a message, or simply a decision that needs to be made by someone other than me. I'm a doer, not a viewer (Heh. Clever), so patience isn't exactly in my arsenal of skills. And when I finally learn something or figure out something, only to have it abruptly change on me - well, that just completely messes with my head. In more positive news, the yearbook my staff and I worked so hard on arrived yesterday, and holding that enormous tome in my hands almost made me cry (Then my staff made fun of me for it, so, yeah. Thanks, kids). It is a gorgeous book - not perfect by any means, with a few minor errors at least, but still something I am so incredibly proud of. I know how low the bar was set with the previous yearbook, so now I've raised that bar for myself as an adviser. And next year, I intend to raise it again. Perhaps the t