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320/365 Next day, snow literally all gone. #fallphotochallenge #dayseventyseven https://www.instagram.com/p/CYLBs5qtJMA/?utm_medium=tumblr

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230/365 Willow 💖💖💖 #summerphotochallenge #dayseventyseven https://www.instagram.com/p/CYIUYSYt1OO/?utm_medium=tumblr

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136/365 I may not love where I live 99% of the time, but I can say it is really pretty sometimes. #springphotochallenge #dayseventyseven https://www.instagram.com/p/CPhJN29l2yR/?utm_medium=tumblr

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316/365 Lazy days with my fur babies. #fallphotochallenge #dayseventyseven https://www.instagram.com/p/CIPE04clEhP/?igshid=slr15s8cuoq0

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Today was kind of a blur.

I woke up late because I woke up again at 2am and didn’t fall asleep for a good hour or so.

I strolled into work at 08:10, just 10 minutes before we’re actually supposed to be there.

That was a first. I usually get to work 40-60 minutes ahead of time to get ready for my classes.

I guess I’m gradually running out of fucks to give.

Class went well and my students liked the Halloween trick or treat bag craft I prepared for them. Some of my students still needed help with putting their boxes together, but I managed to help most of them. I even got the finalists for the Speech Contest to rehearse with me at least once. Hopefully I’ll have more time with them tomorrow to practice again before the contest on Wednesday.

I didn’t have any time to prep my own lessons because H needed help with wrapping the prizes for the Speech Contest and preparing the candy for the students for Halloween. I appreciate all the things we do for our students in the elementary school, but I’m sick to death of doing it all at the last fucking minute! Who lives like this???

That made me quite tired and gave me a lovely headache at the end of the day. But I stayed in fairly good temper all day. I came back to work briefly in the evening to send copies of the speeaches to the students so they could practice at home.

It’s Monday again and I feel blue about X. Then again, I’ve felt really blue about her all week long. What is happening to me? I make a little progress with getting over her and somehow find myself missing her and lamenting how she broke my heart into tiny, confetti pieces.

I’m tired of this.

I guess a part of me wishes I knew why she did this shady shit to me. I wasn’t a perfect girlfriend, but I loved her with all my heart and tried to show her that in words and deeds. But it still wasn’t enough and I’m still licking my wounds 3 months later.

At least it’s Pay Day this Friday. I still need to book my flight home to see my family in January next year. All of the teachers have to go to the School Bazaar on Saturday and N tried to recruit the elementary teachers to help out with the newspaper club booth.

Um...please and no thank you. I do enough bullshit work in the elementary department as is, I don’t need to do bullshit work for the high school department too.

I sneezed for most of the morning, I hope I’m not getting sick. Maybe that’s also why I’m depressed, because my body is not feeling the way it should. Maybe reading a little and getting a good night’s sleep will help.

I bought a proper copy of ‘Avengers: Endgame’ on iTunes last night and it was literally because my other version cut off before Steve and Peggy had their mushy, romantic dance at the end of the film.

Before breaking up with X, I never realized how much I needed and craved romance in my life. I’ve always loved the classic Disney fairytales and their ‘happily ever afters’.

Those happy endings have corrupted me over time.

I grew up thinking that real life could be just like a fairytale. All I had to do was find the right person to recreate those cheesy romances with and everything would work out.

I tried that with X and it didn’t work. I tried every romantic thing in the book and she still stopped loving me anyway.

Romance sucks.

Romance is a big fat lie that Disney told us a long time ago to keep us coming back for more. And I slapped it up like a masochistic sucker.

I know I sound really bitter and cynical. It’s just where I’m at these days.

I should talk to my therapist about this stuff that keeps eating at me. Or maybe I should keep punching my punching bag till it hurts less and less.

I lied when I said I wanted to work through my feelings about X and get over her in my own time and at my own pace.

I don’t want to work through anything. I just want to be done with her so I don’t have to feel any sense of hurt or betrayal where she’s concerned.

I just want to be done with all the bullshit in my life right now and find some inner peace.

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228/365 Have always loved this view. #summerphotochallenge #dayseventyseven https://www.instagram.com/p/B1RLuD7Faky/?igshid=1gbw2z4h07bdy