09 November 2006

So utterly tired...

You know, for a four day week, this week has felt never ending... Yay that tomorrow is Friday!

I had my first round of lunch duty yesterday and, honestly, it wasn't nearly as bad as I'd expected. Sure, I wouldn't voluntarily sign up for it or anything, but it wasn't too awful. At one point, one of the other lunch supervisors pulled me aside and said "you should keep an eye on that table," and pointed towards one corner of the lunchroom. Who was sitting at that table? My journalism triumverate (sp?) as I call them and one of my sophomore English students. Yes, they're rambunctious. Yes, they're loud. Yes, they are the "alterna" kids as I like to call them. However, I can handle these guys. I think we have an understanding of sorts and, on top of that, they crack me up. I like these kids (one of them is the kid I wrote about in the parent-teacher confernece post). It was funny too because when they saw me in the lunchroom they were like, "MS. M!!!! ARE YOU ON LUNCH DUTY?? COME EAT WITH US!" I politely declined their offer, though they kept me at their table chatting for a good ten minutes. Sure, sometimes they don't know when to tone it down, but they're teenagers. Isn't sheer excess part of simply being a teenager? I feel like a lot of the other teachers have kind of written them off as screw-ups and they are so not. High school is clearly not their niche, but they shouldn't be written off. I am not their friend, I am their teacher, but I want them to understand that I believe in them even if some other teachers don't. I hope they realize that...

In other news, Shannon comes to A2 tomorrow! Woot! I can't wait to see her...I haven't seen her since I went out to DC last December. I think this will be a weekend of excess...I'm sure we'll go shopping and encourage each other to buy clothes we really don't need, will drink more than we should and stay out way past our bedtimes;) Knowing Shannon, there will be ridiculous stories to tell after the weekend is over. She has a habit of making up the most fantastic lies when we get talking to guys at the bar...we'll see how Michigan deals with her:) Man, I can't wait!

Heavens at the Shelter next week...Harry is shooting a show upstairs at St. Andrews and invited me to hang with him and meet the band and whatnot. Sounds fun:) I think I might get to help out with this battle of the bands thing he's judging in Detroit and possibly the All-American Rejects show in December. I'm really hoping he can hook me up with some sort of pass for the My Chem show in December too...I'm pretty sure he's going and I'd just about give an arm to get to shoot that concert!!

The Pink Party is nigh! I think it's gonna be a hoot...sounds like quite a few people should be able to make it. I can't wait to see who people dress up as...god, I need to figure out who I'm gonna be...

Right, better get some shit done before going to bed. I will be getting nothing done this weekend with Shannon here, so I *should* try to get ahead...
Peace out, starving nachos:)

Listening to: Strike Anywhere, Dead FM

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