Drank a cup o' reality at 5:49 p.m. on Saturday, May. 08, 2004
Damn, I’m gonna have to get a new layout this isn’t getting fixed.
So, I think that I measure my stress level on how foul my language becomes. As the F-word has become regular in my vernacular, things must be bad. Anyhow, Teacher Appreciation Week is over so that should help. Actually things went really well and several teachers actually said Thank-you to the Student Council kids and me. Often at our Small-Sad School people only notice when things are crappy and not when they are nice.
The Student Council kids and I will take a week off and then the following week will be elections and campaigns. So. This coming week is when I will focus all of my energy into job applications. The list I have taped next to my computer monitor has 5 that are unfinished or in progress. Mary is picking me up in 45 minutes so that I can go to work to use the typewriter. Damn, why can’t districts put things into Adobe so that I can type and print? It can’t be that complicated!
I also need to grade a bunch of papers this week. It seems like having homework every night this week will be a good idea. The goal is to work hard this week and next week so that I can be a slacker in the last two weeks of school.
Oh, why is Mary coming to pick me up? Well, the school’s Creepy Kid has been threatening to rape the boys and girls of both the 7th and 8th grades. A student informed me yesterday that in those threats he has also threatened to rape me. I’m not really concerned; I think that he is all talk and no action. But, I’m also not going to be an idiot about it all. Hello, this is the same Creepy Kid who almost strangled a 7th grader to unconsciousness. I’ve gotten better about locking my door. And yes, if the accusations are true, I’ll take it to the cops and press charges!
Work just keeps getting better and better. If this all keeps up we are all going to be alcoholics or in therapy. Maybe even both. Do you think that we could get a corporate discount on therapy sessions?
With all of that, and additional Mr. Math crap (to be discussed tomorrow), could someone please explain to me why a big big part of me doesn’t want to find another job? It is like I lost steam, I’m road weary or something, I wonder if that shows on the applications. It probably does.
Sometime I think that it would just make more sense to stay one more year and then move to live with Vic the following year. But is that just putting me back on the same hampster wheel I’ve been on? Isn’t that the same deal I keep making with myself year after year. one more year will be better, different, dramatic. Well, they’ve all been dramatic, but not better or different. I guess I’m just thinking that I would end up leaving the new job at the end of 1 year to be with Vic anyhow.
Thank goodness My So-Called Life is back on TV (the glories of syndication); somehow that makes it all better!
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Miss Spunky is:
a 25 year old English teacher currently on an extended adventure in Minnesota, searching for a good man with a big... truck!
I love:
My students, excessive amounts of coffee, Baja Fresh and a good hockey game.
I dislike:
Ignorance, mosquitoes, and people who write in IM and/or grammar so poor that it is clear that they are lazy. IM is LAZY, LAZY do you hear me???