Good News From High School

I picked up my daughter this afternoon and she said, “Mom, I love being a senior! And, I love all my teachers! They treat us with respect and it’s totally different than being an underclassman.” Man, what a relief. Of course, getting out of school with two free periods at the end of the day helps a lot, too! I’m so happy she’s happy. Now maybe I can take a little nap. Of course, I had to update my blob first! (Have I mentioned that I dislike the word “blog”? It sounds like it would involve peat, water and rubber boots. I much prefer “blob”, as it reminds me of Steve McQueen, which is preferable to quicksand. My BFF agrees.) Night, night!

Published in: on August 25, 2008 at 3:08 pm  Comments (4)  
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I Can’t Sleep

I fell asleep around 10:30 and then woke up at 2:00 am hotter than old Billy Hell. I forgot to turn the thermostat down a degree or two before I went to bed, which usually means I will wake up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat. You’ve got to love those fucking hot flashes, don’t ya? I hoped to fall back asleep fairly quickly, but it wasn’t in the cards. I’ve been up for two hours now, just farting around. I can’t decide if I should TRY to get back to sleep or just stay up. I’ve got to get the kiddo up around 7:00 for her first day back at school. OK. There it is. That’s the real reason I can’t get back to sleep. My poor kid had the worst time last year you can imagine. Junior year totally sucked. As I’ve already mentioned, her best friend committed suicide in October. Then, a short time later there was a horrible wreck involving four of her classmates and two of the girls died. Trauma, drama, fear, depression and grief were hanging over our heads for the rest of the year. Then her other dear friend moved to Kerrville. She said, “All of my friends are either dead or have moved away. I feel so alone.” I just so badly want her to have a good senior year. She dreads going back so badly and says she hates her school. That makes me so sad. We all just want our kids to be happy, right? I hope things will turn around when she goes to college. I think we’ve settled on a school that’s just 20-30 miles away. She was definitely stoked when she found out they have classes four days a week! Three day weekends, whoo hoo! On an up note, she had a girlfriend come over this afternoon. They went shopping and out to dinner and had a great time. Maybe this school year won’t be so bad. Keep your fingers crossed for us.

The good news is, she has a wonderful boyfriend that we all adore. The bad news is, he lives in Arizona. I should buy stock in Southwest Airlines.

Published in: on August 24, 2008 at 9:39 pm  Comments (4)  
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My Daughter’s High School Is Broken

I can’t even begin to tell you the problems at my daughter’s high school (Austin Independent School District). Over the last two years, almost every single outstanding teacher has left. It’s been like rats leaving the Titanic. That alone tells you that there are major issues. (The way my daughter’s best friend’s suicide was handled last October was fucking shameful. Not to mention this was the third suicide in two years at this particular school. You’d think they’d have procedures down, right?) (My daughter is, by the way, doing so much better, after a lot of therapy and antidepressants.) Well, my husband and I were on the way to see Tropic Thunder this afternoon (which really was quite funny) and I received an automated call from the school, since it’s the day before school starts for the semester. It was in Spanish. I don’t speak Spanish nor do I comprehend it. I waited for over five minutes for the English version to begin, cussing profusely. When the lady stopped speaking Spanish, the call was disconnected. I was so PISSED. I never received a call in English, so I have no idea what the message was about, only that it was regarding the first day of school and some procedures. I’m definitely going to make a call to the school tomorrow and ask them to put me on the English speaking calls from now on. I’ve never gotten one in Spanish before, so I don’t quite know how I got on that list. But, someone needs to pull their head out. I feel better now, having ranted. And don’t get me wrong, I know they need to have Spanish language messages. I’m all for that. Just don’t send them to me so I have to listen to it for five minutes, hoping to hear an English version, fer crying out loud! Bitching ceased, over and out.

Published in: on August 24, 2008 at 11:03 am  Comments (3)  
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