OH, Dear Lord

As I stepped out of the shower this morning that is what I was thinking. So, I have been a little stressed lately - go figure. Who knew that everything would come to a head at once? Golly, not me. My back is starting to go out, again. I have done nothing for this to happen, nothing. It can only be the internal stress. Ok, just laugh and get it over with. Finished?

I am just finished with this term. I have emails from parents wondering how their child can do better AND that art is their lowest grade. I just tell them that they can come in anytime with their student and we can go over their work. I just roll my eyes at this stuff. Two days left in the term and I get this stuff. Hey, here is something COME TO CONFERENCES! I have started my plan for next term, head and shoulders people. I need to refocus during the breaks coming up.

Oh yeah, love getting the mail. It is always a nice surprise. Today I almost fell over from the mail. Why me Lord, why me? I am going to make cupcakes for my Language Arts class on my birthday. This is the class I will have all year, and has been the hardest to bond with currently. It isn't a birthday with cake, at least that is my thoughts on the subject. Maybe I will go out for a nice dinner that night or something. Good times. I could always treat myself to a 12 pack or something, go crazy.

Ok, so my job at the movie theater is just a waste of time. I am going to start looking for something that pays a little better. One kid, I will call him Billy, and I goof around. The other girls treat him like crap. He bought me dinner last weekend, it was a riot. We went next door to a chinese place and grab takeout - oh man it was heaven. The food was average, but just grabbing chinese was fun. He started to hit on a girl that was working there, doing a VERY bad job at it. He calls me old man and stuff, I gave him a couple stories so I got some 'cred'. Turning 36 and working a PT job, please some one just kill me. Whose dream am I living anyways??

I was out one day this week and the good stuff happens....a girl in seventh grade got caught with alcohol in school. It was given to her and she is not given up the other person. No good. Most of the troubled kids are not mine.

Here is a parting visual for you..ready? I teach at Saturday School, it is for students to get caught up on past homework. You can guess it isn't the best of students. Some of these little kiddos do not know me. I have the others tell the story. Last Saturday it was loud. Let's just say that when I did raise my voice, the whole place was quiet. I do not think the group saw that coming. I told three students to sit back down, they started to laugh and I kicked it up a notch. I told them to sit down and not talk for five minutes. None of my students have been that quiet so fast since I have been here. Picture the principal from the Breakfast Club, only not dressed that nicely. I do like to do the 'I got you for two months' thing to myself.

later