bubble gum is not a sensual smell
You know the giggles you can get at 3 a.m. when you're so tired that everything's funny and you don't even know why you're laughing but you can't stop and can't breathe. That's what I've got now. Except it's not 3 a.m. It's 9:30 p.m. How sad is that? How old am I that I reach my tired threshold before 10?
I'm so ridiculously happy that it's the weekend. I tend to spoil my weekends sometimes by spending a lot of time dreading Monday.
I, too, sometimes forget how to make coherent sentences when I'm in front of the class.
Today I got a new student in one of my classes, who is actually the twin of one of my other students. Apparently he was at the county school for some reason and has now transferred. They're not in the same class. But it was so creepy to me to see this guy looking just like this other guy, only not exactly, and knowing it wasn't the same guy. Like the twilight zone or something.
Also, I hate new students. You have to figure out how to catch them up and teach them class rules, etc, etc, and it's just a big hassle. Especially in the middle of the nine weeks. I mean, we're two scenes away from finishing Antigone. What am I supposed to do? Make him catch up on 5 weeks of work he's missed? Make him his own little tests covering what he's been here for? Tell him to just hang tight for the next three weeks until we start something new? I dunno.
The governor in Texas is requiring girls 11 and up to be vaccinated against the HPV virus. I don't know exactly why, but this really irritates me and seems like it's overstepping some bounds. Go look it up, I closed out of my tab and am too lazy to go back and find it so I can link it.
Time for bed. Last night I dreamed that my teeth were stained around the edges and no matter how much I brushed, I couldn't get them clean. And I had to talk to people and felt embarrassed and stuff.
Poptarts.
I'm so ridiculously happy that it's the weekend. I tend to spoil my weekends sometimes by spending a lot of time dreading Monday.
I, too, sometimes forget how to make coherent sentences when I'm in front of the class.
Today I got a new student in one of my classes, who is actually the twin of one of my other students. Apparently he was at the county school for some reason and has now transferred. They're not in the same class. But it was so creepy to me to see this guy looking just like this other guy, only not exactly, and knowing it wasn't the same guy. Like the twilight zone or something.
Also, I hate new students. You have to figure out how to catch them up and teach them class rules, etc, etc, and it's just a big hassle. Especially in the middle of the nine weeks. I mean, we're two scenes away from finishing Antigone. What am I supposed to do? Make him catch up on 5 weeks of work he's missed? Make him his own little tests covering what he's been here for? Tell him to just hang tight for the next three weeks until we start something new? I dunno.
The governor in Texas is requiring girls 11 and up to be vaccinated against the HPV virus. I don't know exactly why, but this really irritates me and seems like it's overstepping some bounds. Go look it up, I closed out of my tab and am too lazy to go back and find it so I can link it.
Time for bed. Last night I dreamed that my teeth were stained around the edges and no matter how much I brushed, I couldn't get them clean. And I had to talk to people and felt embarrassed and stuff.
Poptarts.