Fridays are by far my longest and busiest days. Today was no exception. In fact, today was probably the busiest Fridays of all.
Observe:
6:50: Left for school (which happens to be about 20 steps outside my apartment building)
7:00: Started a typical Friday school day with 1st period prep, followed by two classes (short stories and a vocab test....nothing too unusual).
11:15: Lunch time. This is the time I look forward to the most during the school day because I usually skip breakfast and am starving by lunch time. Unfortunately, there is no rest for the wary -- or the overly busy. Instead of lunch, I printed and stapled copies of the first issue of the middle school newspaper, then went straight to middle school worship practice in which I supervise.
11:55: 4th-5th period. More testing. I was so hungry that I asked a student to go down to the cafeteria after he was done with his test and grab me a sandwich.
2:20: School officially ends. Although I wanted to rush out to the seamstress to pick up some alterations, the students came pouring in asking questions.
2:35: I hustled the students out and hurried down the street to pick up my clothes. But she told me to come back later. Wasted trip. Wasted energy.
3:00: Softball game -- women teachers vs. women students. We won. I hit a home run and a grand slam. Now why couldn't I do that when I actually played on a team??
4:20ish: Soccer game against the U13 soccer girls. I was already exhausted from running around bases so much that I contributed very little to the game. We lost. Well sort of. Our player tipped the ball into the net because he was tired of playing. I was relieved to be done.
5:10: Rushed back to the seamstress since I forgot I was supposed to come at 5.
5:25: Got home, and after trying on the clothes, realized that I paid the woman too much since it didn't seem like she altered anything. I showered quickly and rushed to the 7/11 to pick up a nutritious dinner of a banana muffin, Pringles, and a Slurpee.
6:30: Went to
9:15: Finally came home for the night.
I am so exhausted. So tired of running everywhere. By tomorrow morning, I'll be so sore. Right now I can barely think straight.
While writing this, I have been watching Little Women, and realized I haven't watched this movie since bringing it over with me to Thailand. And now I remember why: the overwhelming feeling of loss and frustration is too strong to go through on a regular basis every time I watch Jo refuse Teddy, and then turn around and marry that old German professor. Trust me, Teddy's accent is way better than the pudgy German fellow's. But of course, let's not forget how Teddy becomes an absolute player and charms his way into Jo's younger sister Amy's life through marriage. Wow, Teddy, great move, the first sister you were in love with turned you down, so you go after her younger sister.
I am too attached to this film. I know. But the happy ending needs to be there, and I'm left completely dissatisfied with how the story turns out.
This movie and I have a love-hate relationship because I'm drawn to Jo's character so much for her passion, tenacity, and spirit; and then of course Teddy (or Laurie as he's also called), is too charming in the boy-next-door kind of way that I have a hard time resisting him. It also helps that he's played by Christian Bale. If I totally spoiled this film for you then I'm not sorry. It's been out for almost 20 years. Watch it. Or read it.
Please forgive my irritability; it's probably because I'm past exhaustion, haven't had a decent meal all day, and wish I were Jo. Married to Teddy of course. I want that happy ending.
