Stress
Stress is like cigarettes. It takes a LONG time to kill you. In the meantime, you get to go bald, lose you sight, gain weight, develop heart problems, etc.. yay!
Wouldn't it be cool if when your stress level hits a certain amount, POP! you just explode? Done, no hair loss, no heart problems... just a nice, quiet, peaceful rest.
No constant questions, no one pulling your arm, no one complaining that you're ignoring their 47th question.
Man! I don't know about you, but to me, that sounds sweet.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
I tried!
I tried. I really tried! But it's hard not to comment on/about some of these students. It's almost as if they're trying to get on a reality show.
So I have this student... WHO MISSPELLED HER OWN NAME!! How in the world do you misspell your own name?
Okay, you might do by accident. But I pointed it out to her AND SHE STILL DIDN'T REALIZE! I had to point it out THREE TIMES! And then she said "Oh! You're right. I always get that wrong."
Yes, she said "I always get that wrong." HER. OWN. NAME.
Just kill me now. I'm ready.
I tried. I really tried! But it's hard not to comment on/about some of these students. It's almost as if they're trying to get on a reality show.
So I have this student... WHO MISSPELLED HER OWN NAME!! How in the world do you misspell your own name?
Okay, you might do by accident. But I pointed it out to her AND SHE STILL DIDN'T REALIZE! I had to point it out THREE TIMES! And then she said "Oh! You're right. I always get that wrong."
Yes, she said "I always get that wrong." HER. OWN. NAME.
Just kill me now. I'm ready.
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