The Suck begins
Friday.
I am slowly recouperating from my trip to The Hague. The trip was a good one but difficult in two ways. The first problem was that I came down with a really serious chest cold and sore throat on the 4th day of the trip. By the time I got home last saturday I could barely swallow, I had developed cankersores in my throat that got worse from the cold. I get cankersores from stress and the week leading up to the trip was a doozy in terms of stress. We ended up flying out with 10 out of 11 kids, since one kid decided that skipping school and getting stoned would be a good idea, they benched him. I got back Saturday night and slept till Tuesday morning, the only break being watching the glorious superbowl. I did not cry as the Whore suggested, but there was a lot of joyous screaming and jumping about. I ordered my Eli Manning Superbowl 42 jersey the other day, feeling vindicated sticking with him all season. What a game, as a Giants fan I will savor that Superbowl for a long time.
My club president from last year was attending the Youth Assembly, which is sort of like the college version of our trip, so he checked in quite a bit with our team and gave our guys pep talks. This was really cool and difficult at the same time. On the one hand, it's awesome that Mike is still so involved and passionate about the club and he really inspired the younger guys. He made a great impression. Also, his example runs down to our current president, Matt who is a senior who really did well himself during the conference, passing a resolution as a main submitter for the 2nd year in a row. The problem was that they were incessant about talking about the future of the club, how we were going to approach coming back next year, finances, blah blah blah. I don't want to be here anymore, I really hope I am not here come next year, that was hard to not betray that, betray their trust and their committment. Matt's father was the 2nd chaperone and he talked my ear off about school stuff, teachers, policy. I couldn't tell him either, look, I agree with you and I want to get the fuck out of this place. In this respect, it was a really long week.
The week back has been frustrating, my colleagues were supposed to sub my classes last week and really didn't do anything. One class was working on a homework assignment I had given them when I left in class. This was my best class, when I asked them what they did, they replied, they started doing 3 point perspective with us and stopped and then we really didn't do anything for the rest of the week. Awesome. I had killed myself preparing lessons for my classes, admittedly I was jumping ahead a little bit with that afformentioned class, but I developed a powerpoint that was as step by step walkthrough to be folllowed with a handout. My boss decided that she just didn't want to do it, bottom line, but she gave me some excuse that "Well, they really were confused". That may be, but you did shit with them afterwards, tool.
I am slowly recouperating from my trip to The Hague. The trip was a good one but difficult in two ways. The first problem was that I came down with a really serious chest cold and sore throat on the 4th day of the trip. By the time I got home last saturday I could barely swallow, I had developed cankersores in my throat that got worse from the cold. I get cankersores from stress and the week leading up to the trip was a doozy in terms of stress. We ended up flying out with 10 out of 11 kids, since one kid decided that skipping school and getting stoned would be a good idea, they benched him. I got back Saturday night and slept till Tuesday morning, the only break being watching the glorious superbowl. I did not cry as the Whore suggested, but there was a lot of joyous screaming and jumping about. I ordered my Eli Manning Superbowl 42 jersey the other day, feeling vindicated sticking with him all season. What a game, as a Giants fan I will savor that Superbowl for a long time.
My club president from last year was attending the Youth Assembly, which is sort of like the college version of our trip, so he checked in quite a bit with our team and gave our guys pep talks. This was really cool and difficult at the same time. On the one hand, it's awesome that Mike is still so involved and passionate about the club and he really inspired the younger guys. He made a great impression. Also, his example runs down to our current president, Matt who is a senior who really did well himself during the conference, passing a resolution as a main submitter for the 2nd year in a row. The problem was that they were incessant about talking about the future of the club, how we were going to approach coming back next year, finances, blah blah blah. I don't want to be here anymore, I really hope I am not here come next year, that was hard to not betray that, betray their trust and their committment. Matt's father was the 2nd chaperone and he talked my ear off about school stuff, teachers, policy. I couldn't tell him either, look, I agree with you and I want to get the fuck out of this place. In this respect, it was a really long week.
The week back has been frustrating, my colleagues were supposed to sub my classes last week and really didn't do anything. One class was working on a homework assignment I had given them when I left in class. This was my best class, when I asked them what they did, they replied, they started doing 3 point perspective with us and stopped and then we really didn't do anything for the rest of the week. Awesome. I had killed myself preparing lessons for my classes, admittedly I was jumping ahead a little bit with that afformentioned class, but I developed a powerpoint that was as step by step walkthrough to be folllowed with a handout. My boss decided that she just didn't want to do it, bottom line, but she gave me some excuse that "Well, they really were confused". That may be, but you did shit with them afterwards, tool.