Oh god, yes, no not again
I am in my EdTec class again. This is really the only time in my life I can spare (or choose to spare) to write in this thingy. My stupid iMac here has a corrupted version of Mozilla so I cannot edit my webpage and my teacher told me to "work on something else." Well, I edited my photos, uploaded them on to the school server, and now I have nothing to do, so I have to sit here and waste time while my classmates try to figure out how to link files to their webpages. Have I told you that I want to die because this is so boring? Oh, well now, yes I have.
Uh...I don't really know what to say. I had a crappy day because my students kept bothering me. Some kids were palying cards in my class during my prep period while I was working today. One student suddenly said (very loudly), "Forget this. I'm going broke." So...no more card playing in my class. At least in my 3rd period because this is the class these kids are in. That's all I need, gambling in my classroom. Maybe I shoud just write a letter to my principal that says:
"Dear Jerry,
Please fire me. I allow students to not only play cards in my PHOTO class, but also to gamble. I am a horrible teacher. Come check it out for yourself anytime.
Sincerely,
Sarah"
What is wrong with teenagers. They just don't know when they have a good thing going. They have to mess everything up.
Oh, I made friends at my new school, so that is nice. All the teachers are not crazy, and I have not been yelled at once in the lunch room, or anywhere else for that matter.
P.S. Kevin: I do not look like Parker Posey, duder.
Uh...I don't really know what to say. I had a crappy day because my students kept bothering me. Some kids were palying cards in my class during my prep period while I was working today. One student suddenly said (very loudly), "Forget this. I'm going broke." So...no more card playing in my class. At least in my 3rd period because this is the class these kids are in. That's all I need, gambling in my classroom. Maybe I shoud just write a letter to my principal that says:
"Dear Jerry,
Please fire me. I allow students to not only play cards in my PHOTO class, but also to gamble. I am a horrible teacher. Come check it out for yourself anytime.
Sincerely,
Sarah"
What is wrong with teenagers. They just don't know when they have a good thing going. They have to mess everything up.
Oh, I made friends at my new school, so that is nice. All the teachers are not crazy, and I have not been yelled at once in the lunch room, or anywhere else for that matter.
P.S. Kevin: I do not look like Parker Posey, duder.