The Second Coming of Awesome

And lo. On the 14th day of this 3rd month, the awesome was created. It was good. It was awesome! But the awesome needed an equal awesome to show the world the true way of being the best. Eight days later, as was foretold, the second coming of awesome occurred. And it was good.

And that, children, is why we celebrate for eight days. For the birth week of awesome is a glorious event.

Frog Sneak Attack

This was found at Target yesterday. I had nothing to do with it, although I wish I had set it up. Makes no sense at all and kind of confuses me.

In other news, a student told me to day that he was trying to be a really good redneck. You have to love those first graders.

Failcat

I told a student the other day that I didn't have to take the FCAT when I was in school because it didn't exist. They got a puzzled look on their face and then asked what the point of school was if there was no FCAT to take at the end of the year. I tried to explain that school used to be about learning, expanding your mind, becoming a well rounded individual, etc. This fell on deaf ears.

It's kind of sad that the education system has gotten to the point where learning to take a test is more important than actually teaching. I know there are proponents of the FCAT that will say that if teachers teach the standards then students will do well on the test. Therein lies the problem. Assessing a student's abilities shouldn't be reduced to bubbling in A, B, C, or D.

Enough of my rant. At least the failcat nonsense is done. At least as far as I'm concerned. On to more important things.

Birthdays, spring break, and the eventual summer vacation that has just begun to peek over the horizon.

Awesome

If someone ever asks you to define the word 'awesome' it would start with a recount of this past week.

New place.
Good friends.
Great times.

Awesome

Sans Chair

Typical guys apartment. Got the big television, video games, and electronics going but no real furniture yet. Oh, and of course the Nerf guns. There have been a few skirmishes already that break down pretty quickly due to lack of any real cover. I'm thinking an ottaman will solve that problem.

The Future

This week can't go fast enough. Hell, the next few days can't go fast enough. I'm finally beginning the process of starting over. It's an exciting prospect. Wiping the slate clean and moving on from it all. New friends. New place. New life.

But I can't help think about what could have been. If things had worked themselves out or if we had kept on pretending that everything was sunshine and happiness. I'll miss what I had but won't ever regret moving on.

End of a new beginning

Why it didn't work is something I'll never know. We seemed to be a perfect fit, at least for a little while. Coming home to you used to make me smile.

Somewhere along the way, things went off course. You weren't who you were supposed to be and I wasn't there for you. We couldn't change who we are into who we wanted to pretend to be.

This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. We were going to be the ones that made it through all the trials. We were going to succeed where others before us lacked the strength to go on. In the end we lacked the strength to see that we wouldn't make it. That it was doomed from the start. When we met, you meant everything to me. You filled the hole that had been left in my world. You brought happiness to where there was none. You gave me hope and helped me back up.

Maybe I was just blinded by your presence and couldn't see past our beginning. I was scared. I was afraid of being alone again.

I'm sorry we hit the bottom together. I'm sorry if you needed more than a positive attitude to make it through. I'm sorry I couldn't be what you wanted me to be. I'm sorry I wasn't the person you thought I was. I'm sorry for all I've brought down upon you.

I never meant to hurt you. I still want you to be happy. We both know that this is inevitable.

I'm sorry.