Saturday, September 27, 2008

The King

That is what I am. During my cross country trek I picked a crown, never knowing it would come in handy. I have been a little crazy over the last couple days, if you have received an email from me - I am getting used to 90 kids looking at me all day long.

I am getting used to this life. I just wrote a friend that all I would need now is six guys, lots of beer and a ping pong table in my garage. I would feel selfish after all of that if I were to ask for a woman too.

I might need to read the manual again on the school. One of my classes started to talk about church things. I asked a girl about it and she said it was a Mormon thing. I replied that I had figured that part out and wanted to know more. One of my students asked me that if I was not a Mormon - what was I?? My Language Arts class is not going well. I need to pull a couple kids out for testing and for some reason they will not listen. I told them that I had no problem with them sitting with their heads down on the table for 30 minutes and not talking. I will figure out what to do, for I am the King. Let's just say that they had no grades in the book before I got there - wonder what the last teacher was doing with them? I just thought of this, I might bring them into the gym and have them run laps. The gym teacher would fall over laughing.

As to the comment about my new friends. I went to the high school football game last night. It was good to see the locals, not sure if they liked seeing me. It was also good to see some of my students outside of class.

Oh, did I already tell you that I met the female half of the Idaho Falls wrestling team? My neighbor from upstairs introduced herself to me last night. I have a cute neighbor. I am wondering at what part of our new friendship I should bring up the fact that I hear her having sex?? Any thoughts. Could be a good ice breaker.

I always forget what I want to write about.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

So the sex siren is a wrestler?!?! I am laughing so hard right now I could wet my pants...if you're not mormon what are you?!?!? I can hardly stand it, it is all so funny and creepily familiar. I love the crown and love that you brought it to class you big dork. LOLOLOL!

Anonymous said...

I think your opportunity to acknowledge her identify as the NSR (noisy sex wrestler) has come and gone, my friend. After she said, "Hi, I'm ____," only THEN could you have replied, "Oh, you're the NSR from upstairs!" If you bring it up now, she may put you in a terribly awkward leg-lock. Wait, if she's hot, that may be your IN! (I was going to delete that last word but hell, it's funny and applicable.)

Anonymous said...

Wow. I meant NSW...W for wrestler, not R. Yes, I edit for a living.

Team Berge said...

I want to know what you said when they asked "what are you?". Because sometimes I'm trying to figure it out myself. King?