I am sitting here. Working on my assignment that is due today. 

Today is just one of those days where I feel so upset for some odd reason. Feel like anything can tip me over and just make me cry. One of those moments when you feel like you need a good cry does that make any sense.

I just called my elementary school and through the directory found my grade four teacher, is still working at the school.

I am going to go visit her, either next week on Tuesday when I head home or as soon as my exams are done. I really miss her. I've been thinking about my pass teachers a lot and her a lot especially since I started reading, Tuesdays with Morrie only that I only started and never got around to finishing it.

I remember how this particular teacher and I used to write letters to each other. I don't know what happened. I don't even remember why we stopped or why we stopped. Then for years, I am sad to say, she has left my mind.

Then I keep thinking about how sad I'd be if I never got to say goodbye. I would really miss her.

I plan to give her this book. Okay, so maybe it will be better if I see her after exams since I don't have the greatest timing at this point and I don't know if I'd be able to deal with any baggage heading back to my elementary school, my old home and back to familarity I can barely pass by now. 

 To many memories.