Thursday, September 9, 2010

Dreaming of Wallpaper

So last night I had a dream in which I moved in with my ex-husband. We didn't live in our old house, but in a different one. In my dream, we had just bought one and it had a nice country view, but it also had really shitty wallpaper. In one room it was a rose color and in another it was a blue. I remember touching it, and it was all buckled up and not really stuck to the wall. I talked about which room I thought we should redo first, and I tried to clean the hardwood floor in one room. I was happy to wake up from the dream; it was tiring with all the house work and remodeling!

Then of course I tried to analyze it. I know it was rooted in the fact that yesterday I actually had to see my ex to get a key to our old house from him in case anyone I know wants to see it. I guess if the house were to represent my life, it would still be in the process of getting rid of the old stuff that wasn't working. Dreams are fun to analyze.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Some white girl rap for ya

Gangbanger wannabes
Not gonna live to see their twenties.
Trying to be something they're not
No fear that one day they'll get shot.
We try to warn em
We try to tell em
But knowledge is like a drug
We just can't sell em.




My ghetto response to the week. We had to have a behavior/problem solving group on a student for having a tattoo on the web of his thumb. It's thought to be gang related, and even though he says he's not trying to be in one, I worry. This kid is smart and should be out playing baseball or riding four wheelers but instead he's marking himself with what could be deadly. It makes me sad.