11.23.2002

I am grading papers and entering grades into the the grade sheet. All teachers hate grading, and this one especially. Jeez. When is DISD gonna send my money? :(

11.22.2002

I am not in school anymore but for all the people that still are, this is a great website. You'll never do your own bibliography again.
I was just glancing at the search engine queries that bring up the blog and "Levi Skinner Jeans" is still the number one search term for my website. Searching for abercrombie and fitch models also seems to be a reliable way to bring up this website too. No end of entertainment to be had from looking at search engine queries. I'll have to be sure to talk about nudity and Christina Aguilera and other women as much as possible as that brings up this website too.
I just made the lives of some adolescent boys miserable and I don't regret it a bit. I teach them in a class at school and they torture me everyday for 45 minutes a piece so it isn't uncharitable for me to spread the love a little is it? All was done in the name of reducing chaos in the classroom.
Deep down I believe that almost every single child in the special education classes that I am teaching is capable of doing more work. Their behavior prevents me from finding out. So, I intend to crackdown on their rowdy behavior with the help of the dean of instruction. I am hoping he can make a guest appearance and do a little intimidation for me. Evidently, the kids don't find me very intimidating.
I think the DISD isn't going to send me my thin little bundle of joy till Monday! I am liking this idea of being payed once a month less and less. Maybe if I made more money... A job at Inutuit is looking better and better. Especially with a sizeable check on its way from the DISD in December. It would be like a Christmas bonus, only I slaved for every penny! I might want to get out of the education business before I begin saying aloud what I am beginning to feel about the children. I do love them. I just want to wring their necks.

11.21.2002

Waiting for that paycheck to get here.
The beautiful weather continues. Can you believe it? I spend the best part of the day inside, but I get paid for it. (Not enough and very infrequently, but I do get paid)
I am having trouble getting enough sleep. I have taken to sleeping all evening and waking up in the middle of the night. \
How did I miss out on the leftovers from chicken my mom cooked yesterday?

11.20.2002

I hate sitting around waiting for things to happen.
Major processing muscle here.
I am fighting back against the hordes of chaos. I phoned several children's parents and they promised immediate action against their ill-behaved offspring. Who said that parents don't care?
I am going to be teaching these kids at least until Thanksgiving. That means I have to grade papers... UGHHH!

11.19.2002

When I am walking in the morning to the bus or from the bus to the school, I am often struck by the beauty of these fall mornings. I often wish I had a camera with me to photograph what I see - ducks in the creek, brilliant red leaves, bright green grass, and sunny blue skies. I just wish sometimes I were seeing it from the seat of a car.
I need a car so bad that while selling my right arm is still too much, I have a left arm I’d trade for a low mileage Honda Civic.
What posesses middle school children to thrust each other's heads at their crotches while making slurping noises? What posessed me to laugh?
I am a little weary of teaching this group of kids and it is only Monday! I have a long week ahead of me.
I am going to fight back a little by working out instead of sleeping as soon as I get home. I need to run too but my excuse for that is that I don't have great cold weather workout gear.

11.18.2002

People can't be depended on to articulate their needs to you in a way that is commerically exploitable. You can observe these people acting on their needs to get clues on how to meet their needs and line your pockets.