Sexy times ahead. I can’t wait to see what comes of their relationship… Good, bad, happy, sad, ROTFLMAO, screaming at the tv… It’s going to be great
Originally posted on TVLine:
General Hospital vet Steve Burton has announced his decision to vacate the role of clean-cut rich kid-turned-mob tough Jason
Quartermaine Morgan, which he first inhabited back in 1991.
“[GH has] been nothing but a huge positive in my life and for my family. I have no complaints, no negative feelings at all. But it’s time to go,” the Daytime Emmy-winning actor tells TV Guide Magazine. “I’m going to take some time off and do nothing but relax, just enjoy life a little bit with my wife and kids.”
It finally feel into place. Almost a year after getting hired by the district I finally get a job at my alma mater. EastLake High. Other than the removal of some gorgeous trees, the lack of California burritos, and the addition of some portables everything feels the same. Eight years have pasted since I graduated in 2004, but I watch the young adults rush between classes and think I’m seeing the past versions of friends long gone. And most of them are LONG GONE. Many are married, some have kids, a select few have even moved across the Atlantic, but our bench is still there, worn and stained from years of nutrition breaks and lunches, and it will still be there years from now… Telling the stories of my years as a Titan.
I’m standing there doing my thing today when all the sudden one of the students hands me a cut out drawing of a “killer clown”. Random? Yes. Kind of weird? Yes. But I just thought it was so cute that he drew this clown and wanted to give it to me, the sub. It’s not the first time students have given me something. I was about to end my student teaching at another middle school and the most precious of all precious 12 year olds came up to me and handed me a piece of paper that was folded into a heart and signed by a group of the students. I still have it and will never throw it away because it was that kid that made me realize middle school was the place for me. Are there brats? Sure. But there are also those kids that look up to you and force you to be a good example.
I sit at work and see the broken and weary come in looking for a helping hand and I can’t imagine what they are going through. The homeless, hungry, and sometimes beaten are so often forgotten and left to fend for themselves. My heart shatters when I have to tell someone that they don’t qualify for assistance, but we cannot save them all. Every night I pray that I could wipe their tears away, but the world we live in will not allow that so all we can do is try our best to help those who need a hand.