Imperfections

Nothing is perfect. Some days go as planned, some don't, but the expectation that any of them would be perfect is simply unrealistic. The world is an imperfect place, so it can be assumed that a room full of hormonal thirteen year olds with a teacher trying out her first lesson plans is also bound to be imperfect. As a perfectionist, sometimes this is hard to comprehend, but making this realization just might keep me sane. All I can do is learn from today and apply it tomorrow and not set my sights on the impossibility of perfection.