foul, foul, foul

i was gonna go t othe doctor's about my back-but i didn't even have a moment to call. and when i left work, i was way to hungry to do anything but eat-- I mean...I stopped making sense. I could not schedule and appt. I was supposed ot meet my mom for lunch. Came straight here, she is not here and my dad says she has gone to the gym. She is not answering her cell. I am eating lunch. I am in a baaaad mood.

Outta my way, world!

Then i will call the doc for a back appt if they even still have one this late.

Then i will look for a new job. I am so over teaching.

Then i will get ready for tomorrow.

Then i will try to enjoy life again.