Thug Hipster Teacher

There may only be a few of you that were following my blog in 2011. For those of you who were not I wrote this lovely little piece about my life goals HERE. In this post I discuss my disdain for new years resolutions as well as my three current life goals. The most important goal on my list was clearly learning to drink my coffee black.

My coffee can beat up your coffee

My coffee can beat up your coffee

Guess what my lovelies? I have not only accomplished this goal, I have blow that shit out the water. I now drink shitty break room coffee black.

If only you could see how this has increased my thug hipster image in the teachers lounge. I stroll in with my skinny jeans, my hipster thick glasses, and my worn out converse. Slowly walking towards the circle of teachers in over sized school sweatshirts hovering around the coffee pot as if it were the magic ticket out of that hellish parent conference you have waiting for you in the next room. They part as I walk over without even knowing why. I pour my coffee into my cheap paper cup and turn to walk away, having said nothing to them. By the time  I get to the door I have chugged the entire cup of hot coffee and toss the cup in the trash. Leaving nothing but questions in my wake.

Thug hipster teacher goal check.

Now to come up with a replacement goal…..


I’ll take my coffee black please

This year is rapidly coming to a close. Its a time of reflection and anticipation. People reflect on everything they did or didn’t do all year. Swear they will  accomplish those new year’s resolutions next year. I however, do not make new year’s resolutions. Making outlandish goals I will not achieve leaving me to feel crappy. Gee, that sounds fun. No thanks. I only make life goals. I only allow myself three at a time. With only three allowed it keeps me from putting something fair weather on my list. I also do not put any time frame on  my list. I always feel so bad for people who have lists of things they want to do by the time they turn forty and when they miss something on the list they are so depressed they run out and get a hot car and a fast woman. As much fun as a hot car and fast woman sounds. I refuse to regret anything in my life. Thus the three goals. My first three goals in life were to have a child, buy a house, and become a teacher. As you can see I have completed those goals. So I had to make a new list. I wanted this one to be more challenging. I love a good challenge. My new list is to get my Phd, publish a book, learn to drink my coffee black. You are probably thinking the coffee is awfully random. But it is the most important. How can I continue to pull of my super cool hipster image if I continue to drink sugar coated pretend coffee drinks?


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