Thursday, October 18, 2007
This morning my Tuesday/Thursday 8 am class was to start. I woke up and groggily drove (and by drove i mean sped) and ran to my class. It turns out this is an education class, and as i will not be teaching chillins anytime soon, i'm probably out of my element. What of it? Despite my desparate dash to class, the intructor didn't show. i am not a happy camper.
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I'm confused - were you at the wrong class or was it the right class, just one you have no interest in? I feel your pain - I wish that would happen at work sometimes - except now I am the teacher and the damn kids always show up.
1. it was the right class, they switched the room and didn't tell anyone. grrrr
2. i had to fill a few more credits, so i guess i'm not totally interested, but it'll work in order to graduate by this summer.
3. don't kids get sick anymore?? :0)
1/2. I am still confused. Let's just let it go.
3. Not 55 of them at a time. And even when they do, they still come and just germ-slime up my room - its totally gross.
is this post dedicated to me because of the teaching tales you shared in class today? 8 days til i see you. EIGHT!
Am I to surmise that you are leaving next weekend? So much for a Halloween party. I just hope you realize that Rachel is way too tall to pull off a "Chelsey" costume.
Welcome. Any blogfriend/actual from of Hammen's is someone whose blog I'll read. He's a crazy bastard, though.
Good luck and godspeed.
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