2002-01-07 ± 9:05 p.m.
sing it whitney

how hokey is it that a fuckin whitney houston song epitomizes my life? it's a bit uncanny that her last name is houston and I just moved to houston...take a peak at what I'm rambling about: (I just realized that I'm talking to myself when I write like this...you'd be amazed but my personal paper journals are structured in much the same way...back to the juicy content)

I believe the children are our future (duh...that's why I moved 1500 miles to be a teacher in a shitty school)

yadda yadda yadda...and this is the big part:

I decided long ago never to walk in anyone's shadow...if I fail, if I succeed...at least I'll live as I believe (I think an alternate verse proclaims "at least I'll have my dignity"...I am by no means a w. houston aficianado...to be perfectly honest...I'm not particularly fond of her work.

so am I a loser because I'm equating my life to a super popular over quoted mainstream piece of pop?

or

am I trivializing my life's work (hah!) by drawing comparisons between it and an overdramatic ballad?

or

or do I think about this stupid shit way too much when I should be focusing on things like buying groceries, paying bills, and writing lesson plans?

or

do I just like the clackty clack of my laptop keys on a monday night?

hmmmm......

no matter what they take from me...they can't take away my DIG NA TEE...because the greatest love of all is happening....INSIDE OF ME.

perhaps I should be shot?

drawn and quartered?

sent to my room without supper?

too bad you're not the boss of me, eh?

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