Oh silly life weighing me down

Sometimes work makes me feel . . . jaded I guess you could say. I am usually really good I think about not carrying too much of the sadness around with me, but recently it's been a little worse than usual. It's so hard to see kids fail and realize that they don't have a shot in hell in surviving this life without ending up in jail or an abusive relationship or dead. It's really hard to hear that a kid who just moved on a month ago ended up blowing out of the foster home and is back in the hospital. Or have a kid who is so attached to you that he literally loses it when you work with another kid. He freaks out and you can just see how abandoned he feels. He punches himself in the face leaving bruises, cries, bites himself, tries to strangle himself, etc . . . Or there's the kid who lays in your lap who says that he just wants a family. It's so depressing. It certainly makes me think when I'm feeling sad about my life what a fool I am.
On a happier note, both my soccer teams won this week. (Although technically we don't keep score!) But my girls won like 4-1 and my boys were like 11-1 or something like that and they could have scored a lot more. I was proud of all my little guys though. They were all so cute. And they tried really hard to follow directions.
We lost in soccer again. Although I pretty much expect that. We have a lot of girls who have never even played before and are pretty much afraid of the ball. I felt like I played a lot better this week than I had been at least. So I wasn't quite sucking it up so much. And Cristina and I had some good passing going on. And we stole it from some guys on the other team multiple times and they weren't so happy about that.
Lou Lou got a haircut. She looks like a fool and naked. But man I really love that dog. She's currently laying on my foot cause she has to be right on top of you to do anything. It is kind of endearing though.
Next week both my roomies are going to be out of town. Perhaps I should have a huge house party. Ok not really at all, but it sounded like an interesting idea!
Less than a month until alumni. I can't wait. Mary called last weekend asking if I could talk to Kevin about a place. It wasn't quite last minute so I will call him but I can't guarantee an answer since he doesn't work for Truman and have e-mail anymore. I did say that if they waited until October to call me I wasn't going to help because I don't like when they ask at the last minute and then I have to try to get ahold of him. But they made the deadline so I'm going to do the best I can.
Well I think it's about bedtime. Goodnight girls.

These lyrics are sad but true.

Quote of the entry:
"He's born to shimmer
born to shine
born to radiate
born to live
born to love
but we'll teach him how to hate."
- "Shimmer" - Shawn Mullins