Some Kind of Therapy

I made it to work this morning, and ate chicken tacos for lunch. I popped my pills and about 20 minutes later I start to get nauseous when I was in the nap room. All of the kids who nap are of course flopping around on their mats like fish out of water. So I tell them, “You’re making Ms. *my name* dizzy, and if you keep moving I might throw up. It worked because most of them settled down. My meds make me so sick if I miss a dose, but it’s my own fault so I deal with the consequences. I am going to take a nap on my break, and maybe get some sprite or something.
It is such a dreary day here, and listening to some of the kids snoring makes me want to sleep. I have energy though despite the fact that I didn’t sleep much last night. Tonight the cast of the Independent Film that were shooting this summer is getting together tonight. I’m really not feeling it today. www.awareproductions.com is where you can go to view the trailer, and the slideshow of the cast. The trailer was shot by my professor many years ago, but the girl in the white gown is the part that I get to play. He was my Critical Thinking professor about 2 semesters ago. We instantly fell in love with each other. Well let him tell it I fell in love w/ him. I guess it sealed the deal when I got an A. (Critical Thinking is the hardest class @ my University. Out of my friends I’m the only one who got an A). Anyway last semester I had huge breaks in between my classes and I was his intern. We were getting the casting ready for the movie. He is a great guy, and I love him to death. I’ve gone to his house hysterical, because something in my life hurt me, and he held me. His boyfriend doesn’t mind. I love them both. Anyway even though I don’t feel that well today, I hope I feel better because I’m sure I need the practice.