what good is a cry for help if no one is around to hear it?
For the stalkers that read this blog that I don't keep up with on a regular basis, student teaching is going semi-ok at the moment.
Things that I have heard/seen/witnessed (in no particular order):
Bomb threats (2 in one week!)
Almost had a fight in the class
Students having a threesome on the stairs leading up to the roof
I say semi-ok because I am not at all as organized as I want to be. I was observed by Dr. Rondinone earlier this week and said that everything I was doing was ok, but I need to work on my delivery of the lesson.....which is like the most integral piece! What good is keeping the kids under control when I can't convey to them the meaning behind my lesson?
Personally, I never studied half the stuff these kids are supposedly learning in this class, and I don't think they are either. Over the weekend I graded my first test. I wanted to shoot myself in the fucking face.
I must've went over the important terms for an entire week, but they still don't know what Segregation (according to one of my students it's people who go to church......BANG). I think I handed out more F's than I did passing grades ;_;
So tomorrow starts the Sepoy Rebellion!!! w00t!
Goddammit I slept through my alarm clock! I have two of those bastards to wake my ass up and I slept like a baby through them!
I just called DellaC to apologize but he didn't seem upset; thank God it happened this week and not next when I start teaching!
I was switching back and forth between Midtown and this on my drive home tonight, shouting out the windows at the top of my lungs. My throat is uber soar right now.
Any ways, it's way too late to be rocking out so the laundry I was folding will have to wait for the morning @_@
