Now This Is the First Day of My Life

Thursday I mailed my application to Armstrong Atlantic State University's Master of Arts in Teaching - Middle Grades Education program. Entering this program would require a move to Savannah, Georgia late this summer. I am excited about this plan, getting my life and career plans back on the right track.

Friday night Kevin and I settled that we are finally, irretrievably, irrevocably broken up. I am sad about this, of course, but decided that I need to stop punishing myself and reopening old wounds over and over again by continuing to see him. Right now I pretty much think that he is the worst person in the world, but I do wish him all the best in the future. I gave him a fist bump and said, "Goodbye, take care," and that was the end.

The worst moment of my year 2009 is already over! This is because I had an appointment with my eye doctor on Thursday evening. My eye doctor is actually really cool; he's conversational and caring and an all-around pleasant human being. But I begged and pleaded and threatened and cajoled, please, no glaucoma test. You know the glaucoma test? It is the one where you put your face in the little contraption and the machine blows a puff of air into your eyeball. It is impossible, impossible! to not jump like a mile out of your seat and feel like a total fool during this test. My eye doctor told me to suck it up and be a man. I said, do you really want the worst moment of my entire year to be spent here with you wearing that crazy contraption on your head in this dark little room? He said, at least you are getting it over with early in the year. I lost, but I don't have glaucoma.

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The Format

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The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time