It's too early for this being awake stuff.
Last night the weather was supposed to be really bad. It hit my folks' area in the early afternoon, but they came through it okay. It was supposed to hit us in the middle of the night, but I couldn't stay up to worry about it. Monday night I only got about 4 hours of sleep, so I knew I'd sleep through a tornado unless it picked me up and flung me to my death, in which case being awake wouldn't help anyway. In fact, if that's gotta happen, I'd prefer to not see it coming.
I had a dream that I called a student a motherf*cker--- twice. It was a specific student. One who I would sometimes like to call a motherf*cker. I don't think he was the only one in the dream, but he's the one who stands out. That entire class gives me nightmares. They're so good at not caring, and at making sure I know how very little they care. Most of them have failed a grade and are too old to be in middle school anyway, but you'd think they would want to get a step closer to graduating. Not so. They're far too busy making sure they never slip up and appear to care about anything. For people who don't care, they sure do work hard at their apathy. They're so united against me it's unreal. It's infuriating. I really don't know what to do with them. They don't work regardless of whether I do, so it's very tempting to just go sit behind my desk and save my breath. The end result would be the same.
On a positive note, things are going fairly well in the other classes. Oh, they can give me nightmares sometimes, but they're infinitely more interested than the class of over aged care-nots, which makes all their bullshit more palatable. They'll work if I break it into small bites and give them chances to move around and do some different activities. They're far more likeable, easier to please, and they like me, which helps. The 7th graders really like me. I think it's because my 7th grade classes are almost all boys and I relate lots of stuff back to football. And because I'm awesome, of course.
Now just let me say one thing about the elections. Are we fuct, or what? On the D side, we've got two of the scariest contenders in the history of man. A scary Muslim-esque guy whose middle name is Hussein and might be the anti-Christ, and Hillary, the socialist. On the R side, we've got a guy who is a huge supporter of NCLB, and will NEVER get us out of Iraq, ever. It's him or a Mormon with perfect hair. I think we need a new party. I'm still thinking about voting for Ron Paul, if only to take a vote away from the establishment.
I had a dream that I called a student a motherf*cker--- twice. It was a specific student. One who I would sometimes like to call a motherf*cker. I don't think he was the only one in the dream, but he's the one who stands out. That entire class gives me nightmares. They're so good at not caring, and at making sure I know how very little they care. Most of them have failed a grade and are too old to be in middle school anyway, but you'd think they would want to get a step closer to graduating. Not so. They're far too busy making sure they never slip up and appear to care about anything. For people who don't care, they sure do work hard at their apathy. They're so united against me it's unreal. It's infuriating. I really don't know what to do with them. They don't work regardless of whether I do, so it's very tempting to just go sit behind my desk and save my breath. The end result would be the same.
On a positive note, things are going fairly well in the other classes. Oh, they can give me nightmares sometimes, but they're infinitely more interested than the class of over aged care-nots, which makes all their bullshit more palatable. They'll work if I break it into small bites and give them chances to move around and do some different activities. They're far more likeable, easier to please, and they like me, which helps. The 7th graders really like me. I think it's because my 7th grade classes are almost all boys and I relate lots of stuff back to football. And because I'm awesome, of course.
Now just let me say one thing about the elections. Are we fuct, or what? On the D side, we've got two of the scariest contenders in the history of man. A scary Muslim-esque guy whose middle name is Hussein and might be the anti-Christ, and Hillary, the socialist. On the R side, we've got a guy who is a huge supporter of NCLB, and will NEVER get us out of Iraq, ever. It's him or a Mormon with perfect hair. I think we need a new party. I'm still thinking about voting for Ron Paul, if only to take a vote away from the establishment.
I agree completely. For the first time in my adult life, I'm considering not voting at all. No matter who wins, WE THE PEOPLE are well and truly fuct.
Posted by
Anonymous |
6:28 PM
Not that Ron Paul's the standard-bearer for sanity or anything...
Regardless, I very likely will not vote for president, but you can be damn sure I'm voting for every other office, to keep whichever nutbag is in power from going apeshit on the rest of the country.
Posted by
Stewed Hamm |
6:12 AM