I should be in bed, but...
instead I'm here.
So many thoughts going through my head right now.
So much I want to write about, but can't.
I think I'm putting off going to bed b/c it means the morning will get here faster, which means the sooner I go back to school, .....and face my class...who are driving me insane b/c they NEVER SHUT UP EVER no matter what you do/say to them. And I'm beyond frustrated with a situation involving one boy who has no business being in first grade..he just turned 6 today for Pete's sake and is soo far behind it's sad, but his "test scores" from those stupid standardized tests, placed him just high enough to not be retained last year and his grandparents/legal guardians did not want him retained anyway and now he's struggling so much, and Im so sad for how his year is gonna go and mad that I'm gonna have to do so much extra for him all b/c his grandparents were thinking of themselves and not what was best for this child.
And when I say he's so far behind...trust me..it's BAD!
He'll definitely be retained this year per our new retention policy. He just won't be "on level" to pass.
So this year he'll struggle and be miserable.
so sad.
And then there's a mother who is going to make my life hell, too. She's already written a note griping about her daughter having to go to the car line when she picked her up early (but after the 2:30 cut off time as stated in the handbook) instead of being able to get her in the office. Then, she didn't like the way I handled a situation when the girl fell Friday when running in my room...but at least the principal backed me on it and was nice to me on it when the mother and grandmother went to her to complain.
And she seemed so nice at Open House. I'm baffled!
And I'm so sick of all the Obama speech/health reform/and now heckling crap. I wonder why it's ok for one side to bash the other, but not take it when it's done to them. And how they can tout things when history shows what happened before in the same situations. And blame someone for problems he had no part of creating. And not admit the faults and failings thus far, just look the other way.
But I dare not write about any of that b/c I am the one person who gets fussed at for it and told off and made to feel like an idiot even when the facts are there to back what I say. "they" have an answer for everything, and a spin on the truth.
I just want to go back to the days of "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." And that goes for ALL sides!! Because ugliness begets ugliness and it all makes me sad.
And now I'm back to fearing marriage. The boyfriend told me tonight he'd spoken with his lawyer and is having his will redone AGAIN. He did that last year...putting me in it in some capacity. Now he says he's doing more for me, AND making me executor. I asked him if his mother knew about it, and he said, "She's right in the middle of it." I asked if she was "for or against" it, and he repeated..."She's right in the middle of it. hahaha". I was like...Oh great, now she'll hate me again!
But he said no. She won't. That mainly he doesn't want his son to be executor. He wants me to be so I can make sure things "go where they are suppose to", and that "when we are married" he'll change it again and make someone else executor, probably the lawyer himself.
(WHEN WE GET MARRIED???? where did that come from??)
I was just laughing with my friend Trish today that "I wouldn't have to get married THIS month." And then he says that?
I know it still wouldn't be anytime soon....but STILL!
oh well...
Ok...I've purged my soul...maybe now I can sleep.
I just hope I don't have the same dream I did last night....
Some woman in a car in front of me pulls over, comes to my car window and shoots me twice...but it hits me in the arm b/c I'm shirking away.
Then...I get into a building in front of me and am trying to get someone to call 911, but it takes the ambulance FORFUREAKINEVER to get there....in fact, it never does, even tho there's a policeman or paramedic or something (man in uniform) there waiting with me. And I'm just bleeding and holding my arm where I've been shot.
it's bugged me all day
Ok...I'm done.
Be kind....no lectures please on the above thoughts.
I'm just getting it all out there so maybe it won't roll around in my mind and keep me from sleeping.
I guess I COULD write about it afterall..at least in part..and nicely!
So many thoughts going through my head right now.
So much I want to write about, but can't.
I think I'm putting off going to bed b/c it means the morning will get here faster, which means the sooner I go back to school, .....and face my class...who are driving me insane b/c they NEVER SHUT UP EVER no matter what you do/say to them. And I'm beyond frustrated with a situation involving one boy who has no business being in first grade..he just turned 6 today for Pete's sake and is soo far behind it's sad, but his "test scores" from those stupid standardized tests, placed him just high enough to not be retained last year and his grandparents/legal guardians did not want him retained anyway and now he's struggling so much, and Im so sad for how his year is gonna go and mad that I'm gonna have to do so much extra for him all b/c his grandparents were thinking of themselves and not what was best for this child.
And when I say he's so far behind...trust me..it's BAD!
He'll definitely be retained this year per our new retention policy. He just won't be "on level" to pass.
So this year he'll struggle and be miserable.
so sad.
And then there's a mother who is going to make my life hell, too. She's already written a note griping about her daughter having to go to the car line when she picked her up early (but after the 2:30 cut off time as stated in the handbook) instead of being able to get her in the office. Then, she didn't like the way I handled a situation when the girl fell Friday when running in my room...but at least the principal backed me on it and was nice to me on it when the mother and grandmother went to her to complain.
And she seemed so nice at Open House. I'm baffled!
And I'm so sick of all the Obama speech/health reform/and now heckling crap. I wonder why it's ok for one side to bash the other, but not take it when it's done to them. And how they can tout things when history shows what happened before in the same situations. And blame someone for problems he had no part of creating. And not admit the faults and failings thus far, just look the other way.
But I dare not write about any of that b/c I am the one person who gets fussed at for it and told off and made to feel like an idiot even when the facts are there to back what I say. "they" have an answer for everything, and a spin on the truth.
I just want to go back to the days of "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." And that goes for ALL sides!! Because ugliness begets ugliness and it all makes me sad.
And now I'm back to fearing marriage. The boyfriend told me tonight he'd spoken with his lawyer and is having his will redone AGAIN. He did that last year...putting me in it in some capacity. Now he says he's doing more for me, AND making me executor. I asked him if his mother knew about it, and he said, "She's right in the middle of it." I asked if she was "for or against" it, and he repeated..."She's right in the middle of it. hahaha". I was like...Oh great, now she'll hate me again!
But he said no. She won't. That mainly he doesn't want his son to be executor. He wants me to be so I can make sure things "go where they are suppose to", and that "when we are married" he'll change it again and make someone else executor, probably the lawyer himself.
(WHEN WE GET MARRIED???? where did that come from??)
I was just laughing with my friend Trish today that "I wouldn't have to get married THIS month." And then he says that?
I know it still wouldn't be anytime soon....but STILL!
oh well...
Ok...I've purged my soul...maybe now I can sleep.
I just hope I don't have the same dream I did last night....
Some woman in a car in front of me pulls over, comes to my car window and shoots me twice...but it hits me in the arm b/c I'm shirking away.
Then...I get into a building in front of me and am trying to get someone to call 911, but it takes the ambulance FORFUREAKINEVER to get there....in fact, it never does, even tho there's a policeman or paramedic or something (man in uniform) there waiting with me. And I'm just bleeding and holding my arm where I've been shot.
it's bugged me all day
Ok...I'm done.
Be kind....no lectures please on the above thoughts.
I'm just getting it all out there so maybe it won't roll around in my mind and keep me from sleeping.
I guess I COULD write about it afterall..at least in part..and nicely!
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