27...

...is a beautiful number. mainly because that's how many school days until the end of the year. and it's way too many. the kids have just checked out. i've still got to get four more weeks of work out of them, and they stopped caring around easter. so i'm showing a lot of movies. which they sleep through. oh well, they're the ones who will have to repeat the course, not me.

the good news is that my roommate(s) and i have found a few apartment options. one is only $1475/month. no washer and dryer, but there is a pool and it's near the metro and the library. i am going to be living with one (possibly two) of my really good friends from high school. i'm getting so excited about moving out on my own. even if it does require ridiculously high rent payments. it'll be really nice to just do whatever i want, without having to answer to anyone. if i want a two foot pile of clothes on my bedroom floor, i'll be able to. if i want to go to the grocery store at 11pm, i can. if i want watch bad reality television, i'm going to.

it's been really hard telling everybody i'm leaving, though. i met a lot of really cool people through the community theatre, and i hate that i won't get to spend more time with them. and i got the official "we accept your resignation" letter from the school board and superintendent the other day. and the other teachers keep coming up to me and saying, "we hear you're leaving", "we're going to miss you", "why do you have to go?", etc, etc, etc. i feel like i'm letting everybody down by leaving. like they wasted all their time hiring and training me, and it all ended up being pointless. i spend a lot of time trying to justify why i'm moving to people. not that they expect it, or are even remotely hostile about it, in fact everybody has been very understanding. i just image in my head that everybody is thinking about what a waste of time it was to hire me. hopefully i'll feel better about it before i leave.