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I hate, I hate, I hate not being able to log on to LJ at work. I feel like I'm missing so much. I'm going to spend some time trying to catch up rather than grading. Four classes took unit tests (total of 130 tests), two classes turned in essays (66 essays), those same classes turned in projects (66 projects), and two other classes turned in research projects (60 projects). My eyes are about to fall out. Despite the fact I asked my students to be patient (I am always very, very good about getting work back to them in very little time), a bunch of them came up to me and asked "do you have our tests graded yet?" I couldn't help myself; I just laughed in their faces.
Sgt. Grumbles is revealing a new side of himself with his first springtime. Every morning at 4:30 he sits at the window right above our heads and chirps at the birds. I don't know what this chirping thing is about - I have never heard a more birdlike cat in my life. Anyhow, it's driving me nuts and leaving me grumpy.
Only about 30 days left of school - I just started A Midsummer Night's Dream with four of my classes and hope I can finish it - I see the classes every other day, so we only have about 15 classes before the end of the year. I wish I could say the same for my Multicultural Literature class. I see them every day. I'm getting tired of their delusional "I don't have to do anything and I will still somehow graduate high school" attitude. One guy seemed so disappointed to learn that even if he gets an A this quarter, he can only get a C for the class - he swore he would work extra hard and turn everything in. Today he slept like it was a rainy Sunday afternoon.
In other news, Nick and Tess and I are going to roadtrip it up to NYC to see Spamalot in June. We are cheap and therefore bought partially obstructed view seats. Nick has promised to dangle Tess and me over the railing so that we may see what is going on and report back to him.
In July Chris and I are heading to Iceland, Amsterdam, and Copenhagen for 10 days of awesome.
I would also like to try to visit my brother. Maybe in June. We have to figure out the cash situation first, though. Speaking of money, it will be awesome when I am still getting paychecks all summer without lifting a finger. As stressed out as I am with teaching, I cannot deny the greatness that is summer vacation. I have so much to do - clothing projects that have been waiting for 2 years, cut out but never sewn. Photo albums to take care of. Letters to write. A guitar to learn how to play. Books upon books upon books to read. And, most importantly, friends to hang out with. All. The. Time.
I should probably offer more of an update since I'm not on here much anymore. Truth be told, life is about the same as it was last week when I posted. I'm a little bit more exhausted, but more or less the same.
I made spinach lasagna for dinner last night. It took forever but was very much worth it. I followed up with crepes with lemon curd and strawberries inside, drizzled with dark chocolate. I am a culinary genius. Tonight I'll be making........are you ready?.........frozen burritos from Trader Joe's. Hey, I can't be a domestic goddess EVERY day.
Sgt. Grumbles is revealing a new side of himself with his first springtime. Every morning at 4:30 he sits at the window right above our heads and chirps at the birds. I don't know what this chirping thing is about - I have never heard a more birdlike cat in my life. Anyhow, it's driving me nuts and leaving me grumpy.
Only about 30 days left of school - I just started A Midsummer Night's Dream with four of my classes and hope I can finish it - I see the classes every other day, so we only have about 15 classes before the end of the year. I wish I could say the same for my Multicultural Literature class. I see them every day. I'm getting tired of their delusional "I don't have to do anything and I will still somehow graduate high school" attitude. One guy seemed so disappointed to learn that even if he gets an A this quarter, he can only get a C for the class - he swore he would work extra hard and turn everything in. Today he slept like it was a rainy Sunday afternoon.
In other news, Nick and Tess and I are going to roadtrip it up to NYC to see Spamalot in June. We are cheap and therefore bought partially obstructed view seats. Nick has promised to dangle Tess and me over the railing so that we may see what is going on and report back to him.
In July Chris and I are heading to Iceland, Amsterdam, and Copenhagen for 10 days of awesome.
I would also like to try to visit my brother. Maybe in June. We have to figure out the cash situation first, though. Speaking of money, it will be awesome when I am still getting paychecks all summer without lifting a finger. As stressed out as I am with teaching, I cannot deny the greatness that is summer vacation. I have so much to do - clothing projects that have been waiting for 2 years, cut out but never sewn. Photo albums to take care of. Letters to write. A guitar to learn how to play. Books upon books upon books to read. And, most importantly, friends to hang out with. All. The. Time.
I should probably offer more of an update since I'm not on here much anymore. Truth be told, life is about the same as it was last week when I posted. I'm a little bit more exhausted, but more or less the same.
I made spinach lasagna for dinner last night. It took forever but was very much worth it. I followed up with crepes with lemon curd and strawberries inside, drizzled with dark chocolate. I am a culinary genius. Tonight I'll be making........are you ready?.........frozen burritos from Trader Joe's. Hey, I can't be a domestic goddess EVERY day.