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I hate to see it end
Jun. 4th, 2012 01:02 amThe 2011-2012 year concluded. I was really sad to see it end. This was my best year hands down. Even with the emotionally disturbed bipolar kid, the other students were among the best behaved bunch I've had in years. I was wrapped up in a bunch of emotions ranging from sad, to stressed, to angry upon seeing my new schedule. Two kids gave me donuts and cupcakes and I couldn't even eat them my gut so was upset.
I met up with the history dept. for a molasses-slow lunch at Macaroni Grill. I didn't want to go, but a certain co-worker has been a bit antagonistic about another co-worker so if I refuse, then she'll be attacking me next. I just ate a stuffed mushroom appetizer and a cherry-flavored Italian soda, no cream.
Amanda had a great idea about taking a shower so I drove home and got into the tub. Just about the entire faculty was pissed as hell about their teaching assignments next year. Despite having problems with freshmen four years ago, they've given me two sections of freshmen reading, but at least I still have mostly juniors. The Mississippi Queen was pissed because he was not given his requested CWC classes and AP English. Melissa was in tears over having all of her AP level junior classes taken from her in favor of senior level CWC. So when our fearless leader sent out an email asking us to wear black shoes and not chew gum during the graduation ceremony, naturally, the staff went out of their way to buy Double Bubble and wear shoes that were anything but black. I was burnt out to where my "fuck you" was going to be wearing a polo shirt under my grad robe and hiking shoes. I dressed up but still wore the hiking shoes despite them being brown. And when a teacher in the locker room handed out gum, I took a piece and chomped on it. If the principal is going to treat us like kids, then she shouldn't be surprised to see her employees acting like kids. She made us arrive over and hour early just to line up and wait for the ceremony to begin.
The valedictorian even made a reference to the Shocker in his speech. Half the fun was seeing the students laugh at that. You wouldn't have expected it from this guy-- he was a timid-looking nerd.
I carpooled with my friend so I was late to Lyzeth's grad party. (I had to drive from Horizon to the lower valley). Then I went into the wrong building. Lyz gave me an address and Google Maps pointed to some sleazy bar. When I went inside the bar, just about everyone turned to look at me. I was horrendously out of place since I wasn't bulging out of a tube top or wearing come fuck me pumps. A bouncer escorted me to the right place a few doors down from the bar. Lyz's party was in a greasy little Mexican seafood restaurant in the same complex. So technically that's why Google Maps had identified the sleazy bar when I typed in the numeric addy.
I met up with the history dept. for a molasses-slow lunch at Macaroni Grill. I didn't want to go, but a certain co-worker has been a bit antagonistic about another co-worker so if I refuse, then she'll be attacking me next. I just ate a stuffed mushroom appetizer and a cherry-flavored Italian soda, no cream.
Amanda had a great idea about taking a shower so I drove home and got into the tub. Just about the entire faculty was pissed as hell about their teaching assignments next year. Despite having problems with freshmen four years ago, they've given me two sections of freshmen reading, but at least I still have mostly juniors. The Mississippi Queen was pissed because he was not given his requested CWC classes and AP English. Melissa was in tears over having all of her AP level junior classes taken from her in favor of senior level CWC. So when our fearless leader sent out an email asking us to wear black shoes and not chew gum during the graduation ceremony, naturally, the staff went out of their way to buy Double Bubble and wear shoes that were anything but black. I was burnt out to where my "fuck you" was going to be wearing a polo shirt under my grad robe and hiking shoes. I dressed up but still wore the hiking shoes despite them being brown. And when a teacher in the locker room handed out gum, I took a piece and chomped on it. If the principal is going to treat us like kids, then she shouldn't be surprised to see her employees acting like kids. She made us arrive over and hour early just to line up and wait for the ceremony to begin.
The valedictorian even made a reference to the Shocker in his speech. Half the fun was seeing the students laugh at that. You wouldn't have expected it from this guy-- he was a timid-looking nerd.
I carpooled with my friend so I was late to Lyzeth's grad party. (I had to drive from Horizon to the lower valley). Then I went into the wrong building. Lyz gave me an address and Google Maps pointed to some sleazy bar. When I went inside the bar, just about everyone turned to look at me. I was horrendously out of place since I wasn't bulging out of a tube top or wearing come fuck me pumps. A bouncer escorted me to the right place a few doors down from the bar. Lyz's party was in a greasy little Mexican seafood restaurant in the same complex. So technically that's why Google Maps had identified the sleazy bar when I typed in the numeric addy.
