My head's going to explode...
I hate the stupid little urchins in my foods class. They're terrible. Here's a bit of what happened today:
Stupid kid: I don't want to write out the paper for the group!
Another Stupid kid: Neither do I!
Me: 'cause it's such a difficult and terrible job, I guess I'll do it...
*Writes my names, and waits for the children to tell me theirs*
Stupid kid 3: Just let me write my own name!!
*At our kitchen station, we are making some sort of muffin batter, recipie says to mix with a pastry blender until the mixture is moist and grainy*
Me: *uses pastry blender*
Another Stupid kid: Oh, wow! You're good at this!
Teacher: It needs a little more blending, I see some chunks
Another Stupid kid: Jeez, Adrienne, you're going to make us fail!
Teacher: When we bake the batter next time we have a long period, we can taste-test it!
Me: Taste...test...?
Another Stupid kid: Why, you're not going to eat anything?
Me: I vowed never to eat anything we make here...
Another Stupid kid: Why not?
Me: Well... ummm... I really don't trust anyone here...
Stupid kid 3: *sticks hand in batter* Hey, you wanna spit in this?
Another Stupid kid: Sure! Wait... that's probably why you won't eat anything here, right?
Me: *rolls eyes* yup...
Me: *explains my trouble with full schedules and my too many study halls*
Stupid kid 3: Why did you choose this class if you don't want to be here? Why didn't you just take a study hall?
Me: *explains one more time* ... and I had a choice of either this or reading skills.
Another Stupid kid: You made the right choice!
Me: Did I now? I sincerely regret not taking reading skills...
*Random moron does something idiotic*
Another Stupid kid: Come on, you didn't think that was funny?
Me: Not at all... Honestly, the competence of this class is just sickening... how old are you children?
Another Stupid kid: I'm 13, he's 14, he's 14, he's 15 or something... how old are you?
Me: 17... I'm a senior, this class is a joke.
Another Stupid kid: Aw, why?
Me: You kids!
Another Stupid kid: you don't want to be in this class?! Mrs. Branca, she's so pessemistic!
Mrs. Branca: She's got her reasons for not wanting to be here...
Stupid kid: I don't want to write out the paper for the group!
Another Stupid kid: Neither do I!
Me: 'cause it's such a difficult and terrible job, I guess I'll do it...
*Writes my names, and waits for the children to tell me theirs*
Stupid kid 3: Just let me write my own name!!
*At our kitchen station, we are making some sort of muffin batter, recipie says to mix with a pastry blender until the mixture is moist and grainy*
Me: *uses pastry blender*
Another Stupid kid: Oh, wow! You're good at this!
Teacher: It needs a little more blending, I see some chunks
Another Stupid kid: Jeez, Adrienne, you're going to make us fail!
Teacher: When we bake the batter next time we have a long period, we can taste-test it!
Me: Taste...test...?
Another Stupid kid: Why, you're not going to eat anything?
Me: I vowed never to eat anything we make here...
Another Stupid kid: Why not?
Me: Well... ummm... I really don't trust anyone here...
Stupid kid 3: *sticks hand in batter* Hey, you wanna spit in this?
Another Stupid kid: Sure! Wait... that's probably why you won't eat anything here, right?
Me: *rolls eyes* yup...
Me: *explains my trouble with full schedules and my too many study halls*
Stupid kid 3: Why did you choose this class if you don't want to be here? Why didn't you just take a study hall?
Me: *explains one more time* ... and I had a choice of either this or reading skills.
Another Stupid kid: You made the right choice!
Me: Did I now? I sincerely regret not taking reading skills...
*Random moron does something idiotic*
Another Stupid kid: Come on, you didn't think that was funny?
Me: Not at all... Honestly, the competence of this class is just sickening... how old are you children?
Another Stupid kid: I'm 13, he's 14, he's 14, he's 15 or something... how old are you?
Me: 17... I'm a senior, this class is a joke.
Another Stupid kid: Aw, why?
Me: You kids!
Another Stupid kid: you don't want to be in this class?! Mrs. Branca, she's so pessemistic!
Mrs. Branca: She's got her reasons for not wanting to be here...