Classes went well today. They think I'm nuts. I read this love poem that was written in ancient Egypt where the woman talked about catching a fish and stroking it for her love. Now THAT is a fetish! But I was so homesick for some reason. I couldn't wait to get home. My daugher had her first day at the new Catholic school today. I'm so glad they have uniforms - it cuts down on morning arguments over what to wear! But at school today the pants I wore showed some panty lines. Uh oh.
But I was still so sad today, and stressed over pretty much everything. I think I'll lay off of that for a while. How many times have I written it? I slept okay last night, yet I still woke up with my famous deep depression. Every day I wait for the worst news.
Tomorrow is the first day at my new second school. It's an all-girl college, too! Everyone in my class will be fem in one way or another! I'm so glad to be getting out of the house more. All I need now is more money.
I guess not much to say right now. I'm looking forward to bedtime where I'll turn on the sound machine and pretend I'm falling asleep by the ocean.