I Am With Child...?

Soooo, this is one of those late posts I've been meaning to write...way back in June?

I'm hoping for this to be a fairly short post, because, well...I need to go back to nurturing my to-be child?

A few months ago, I was struck with wonderful inspiration, and proceeded to take advantage of it as much as possible.  A few months later...I had given life!  And became a parent!

I was super duper proud of how it turned out, but I definitely had second thoughts while incubating my precious...I kept thinking, what if they don't like it?  What if I've made a mistake?

Aaarrrgh!

Hello people.  In case the title didn't already give it away, I am angry.  Or, rather, very extremely stressed out. 

Homework.  I'd like to believe homework is where the very root of my stress comes from.  Sure, other things stress me out too, like...stuff, and life in general, but homework takes home the prize of most stressful thing in my life.  Bottom line:  I don't like it.

My Teacher's Mug and the Stupid Girl (me) Who Had No Idea How to Operate a Water Fountain

A few weeks ago, April 23rd, to be exact, my teacher in Planning 10, asked me for a simple favor. But the trip I took to complete her simple task was anything but simple.  If only she knew how this one errand would cause me so much trouble...