Frustrated Sigh and Headache

I feel as if I am the warden in charge of the insane asylum this week. For the past few days, it seems as if my day ends with the same two events occurring: a frustrated sigh and a headache.

In my classes, I like to mix it up a little bit by keeping the frustrated sigh but replacing the headache with a laugh and a forehead rub.

But to be quite honest, my absolute favorite is holding my hand to my mouth, quietly muttering "Oh my gosh" to myself, and rubbing my eyes. That's my favorite.

Obviously, I am not alone as many of my friends and colleagues are expressing the same frustrations and troubles.

I have always tried to keep my personal qualms to myself. My troubles are no more important than any other person's troubles I believe. I highly doubt that there isn't someone who is worried about something in this world. If there is please have them call me so they can share their secrets with me.

This year, I have been learning a great deal about not taking my frustrations out on others. I believe the term is "blowing up" on someone for no apparent reason. My tongue definitely has a little dent in it because I have bitten it a lot this year.

In consequence, I have contacted the Hair Club for Men just so that they can expect an order from me within the next few years. I am pretty convinced that my hair will start to change color and possibly fall out within that time period.