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"And I'm sick of grading papers that I know" I�m restless today. I can�t sit still. As I type, I am tapping my foot just to keep moving. I�m sleepy and the Starbucks-induced caffeine buzz hasn�t kicked in yet (and at this point, almost 7 hours later, I�m pretty doubtful that it will). So my students have a tired, bouncy teacher today. I�m sure they are entertained. I have had these random stream-of-consciousness things running through my head all day. It�s one of those days where the kids are working on a group assignment and not a day where I am busy directly teaching a new concept. I have to wander around and supervise, but that leaves lots of room in my brain for rambling. You are lucky. I�ve decided to share with you. I know that you are so excited now�(*big fat eye roll*) *I really wish that I were cuddled beneath my down comforter sound asleep right now. *I had a tough time getting up this morning. *I actually debated calling in sick and going back to bed. *In the end, I got up, but decided to give-in to the urge to be a complete slug somewhat so I put on sweatpants, my favorite fleece Disneyland sweatshirt, and my Uggs. *Tomorrow is school-spirit pajama day. *You can bet your ass that I will wear my pajamas and slippers to school. *However, I will not wear the ones I sleep in tonight�I will put on something clean in the morning. *Ironically, although I�m exhausted, I�m sure that I�ll stay up way too late yet again tonight. *I have no self-discipline when it comes to getting to sleep at a decent hour. *And I wonder why my kids don�t like to go to bed� *I have this incredible urge to write something profound or witty. *Only, I can�t think of anything profound or witty to say. *Earlier today l found an ant crawling across the lid of my coffee. *I peeked inside but didn�t find any more doing the breaststroke or anything, so I think it was a lone renegade. *I only debated for about 3 seconds before I decided to keep drinking the coffee even at the risk of swallowing a drowned ant. *My first thought when I walked out of the house this morning was, �Crap! It�s raining already.� *My second thought was, �I am so glad that I don�t teach 2nd grade anymore!� *My third thought was, �Bailey and Jared will be bouncing off the walls all afternoon.� *My fourth thought was, �Poor Grammy!� because she is babysitting this afternoon & evening while Debra is enjoying her last day of vacation in Mexico, while Ryan is at a seminar for work, and while I attend my Physics class. *Then I grinned because it won�t be my problem. (And, yes, I realize how evil that it!) *I can�t believe that it is December already. *The number 4 is a December theme this year. *Four years ago this was my first day of maternity leave. *In the next 4 weeks we have 4 immediate family birthdays (mom, me, dad, and Jared). *I still haven�t figured out what to get Jared for his birthday�I�m not buying the black leather �Roger jacket� that he wants because he�ll grow out of it in about 4 minutes. *I still have 3 nights of Hanukkah to shop for as well. (I wanted to say 4 nights even though it would be a lie.) *Thank goodness that yesterday was payday. *I wonder how come the days that I am super busy at work are the days where I get tons of email and can�t even dream of reading it while the days that are slow at work are slow for email, too? *I wonder why I constantly get disconnected from my Yahoo messenger at work. *Then I wonder exactly how much trouble I�d be in when an administrator walked in and I was reading my yahoo email or chatting on messenger...or how quickly I could switch over to the attendance program and make it look like I was really working� *Does pasta with meatless balls really taste the same if you close your eyes? *Tuesday I was bored because I had no papers to grade. *Today I am too restless to focus on the papers that I need to grade. *Why is it that if I tell someone that my tummy doesn�t feel well the first response is that look and the question, �So, are you pregnant?� *I really want to reply with the words, �No fucktard, I�m not,� but I don�t because (most of the time) I am nicer than that. * I had a bad case of �baby fever� a couple of weeks ago. *Ryan seems especially happy that it passed...or so he thinks� (Just �cause I ain�t talking about it doesn�t mean that it�s gone, honey�) *And, for the record, nope, I�m not pregnant�and yes, I am certain. *Do I have a middle school sense of humor because I teach middle school and I�m exposed to it all day? *Or do I teach middle school because I still have that constantly-in-the-gutter sense of humor? *My entire class erupted into laughter today because of the announcement, �As of today we have 69 overdue library books.� *Considering what a potty-mouth I have, I�m amazed that I have not ever slipped and sworn or made a dirty comment in front of my students. *Although, I have inadvertently said things that have a double-entendre, which is really bad when you teach 7th and 8th graders. *Yeah�like the time I asked a male student, �You mean to tell me that you don�t have any balls?� *I swear that I was referring to tennis balls. *It took a while to get the class focused again after that! *My mom tells me to �grow up� when I start giggling while reading Runaway Bunny to the kids (really, though�the bunny says to his mom, �If you blow me��� now can you honestly tell me that it didn�t make you laugh too?) *I have multiple responses that I like to use for the question, �Do we have to turn this in?� *I vary them depending upon how sarcastic I am feeling at that particular moment. *I simply give the teacher look. *�You did not really just ask that!� (coupled with an eye roll) *�Hmm, what do you think?� (I knew that Psych degree would come in handy!) *�Nah, I just assigned it to keep you busy last night. I didn�t want to actually grade it.� *�Only if you want credit for doing it.� *�No, I am going to use my powers of mental telepathy to figure out what your score is.� *�Nah, be a rebel. Go for the late credit today.� *�It doesn�t matter. I don�t like you, so I�ll just give you a zero anyway.� *The answer I sometimes want to give is, �What do you think, fucktard?� *The innocence of my children sometimes stops me dead in my tracks. *Yesterday Jared was listening to La Vie Boheme and became upset at a �bad word� in the song. *The word was hate. *Personally, I think hate is a bad word, too. 0 comments Listening to: Reading: Eating/drinking: Do what to me?!? - April 24, 2007 Wicked funny websearch - April 05, 2007 Trot out the dogs 'n ponies - March 31, 2007 Almost done... - March 20, 2007 Who am I? - March 12, 2007 READ ME |