Jul 21, 2005 13:12
so i teach kids this week.
from 8:30-12, it's 15 6 year olds.
from 12:30-4, it's 3 8 or 9 year olds. jesus christ.
occasionally they'll do things that make me laugh, but more often it all makes me want to scream and run for the hills. the money's too good, though, so i just bite my lip and forge on and await the arrival of friday, 4pm.
today, in my art camp, we had neat paint pens and stuff to decorate these cookie jars. one kids proceeded to write "pimp my ride" on the top of his cookie jar. jesus h. christ.
that one made me laugh.
better, more informative, deeper, more clouded-in-mystery and inside joke laden entry to come in a little while when i have less harry potter to read and more sleep on which to survive. life's become surprisingly fantastic in the past 5 days, much better than it's been in years, and i think i'll leave it at that. this all is very much better than a surprise trip to disney world (though that made me dance and there are vhs tapes owned by mr. and mrs. george willson that document said scene).