PG: Today I deserve a 100 because I showed up. Senioritis is killing the shit out of me, and as lame and cheesy as this sounds, the only thing getting me to school in the morning is shop. Like, really. I don't want to go to the rest of my classes, but with shop at the end of the day, it's a double edged sword. It gives me something to look forward to, but I also have to wait to get there.
When my babies, Kelsey and Baby K, or Dashana say that they've learned something from me, I feel like I'm seriously floating. It's such an awesome feeling to know that you can pass something on to the people younger than you, and that they look up to you enough to take in and absord what you have to say. I know I keeping dissing my seniors- but I can now because I feel like I've had freshman of my own long enough to do so. It's obvious that they didn't care if I learned something or not... not even in a malicious way, they just didn't belong where they were. Which is what really drives me to get to shop at the end of the day (read above PG paragraph) is knowing that not coming in would let them down. I had seniors who didn't care... if they didn't want to come to school for whatever reason, their freshman showcase rehearsal didn't stop them from doing so. Is it a good things that it's stopping me? Because I want to pass on to them everything I can and make this expierence for them something they will never foregt, and hopefully, when they have freshman, they can teach them everything I've taught them and like a katrillion times more.
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