You know, I really hate your class. It's mad boring.

You teach this class like we're a bunch of retarded 5th graders

Was spent cleaning up clumps of hair after witnessing my first fight as an inner city teacher.

You're a beast! Stop beastin' me!

Said by a 14 year old to me.

I was so productive this weekend that I got a ton of stuff out of the way, and now it's six p.m. on a Tuesday night and I have nothing I need to accomplish...and I don't know what to do with myself. Knit? Bake? Sculpt? Oh, if only I were more talented.

Really, really not ( Read more... )

I sold back $200 worth of books for $12!

Graduate School is AWESOME!

I finished my Annotated Bibliography! Now all I have to do is hand it in, and I will officially be 6 credits closer to my Masters Degree. Well, assuming nothing horrible happens, like I am falsely accused of plagiarism and kicked out of the program. However, I think my paper is sub par enough to render that scenario unlikely at best ( Read more... )

for realsies

Gah! Gah! So angry, might spit ( Read more... )