I'm not....
I have parent teacher interviews...which means I have to go through all the kids books and put post it notes on various sections, make notes on the books, and prepare to talk to parents. This takes about 15 hours on top of my 65 hour work week.
To anyone who doesn't think teacher's work hard: bite me.
I hate kids. I hate parents. I think I hate life. It's 11:50...have to wake up at 5:30...go to school...some how prep more for the interviews, teach all day interview until 9:30pm...prepare cover for the next day as I have a Dr. apt.
(sob)
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So it's pretty much like being dead then...
i don't believe you.
*rise up! rise up!*
besides: we're coming to visit y'all in 6 weeks. So you musn't be dead. It would really put a damper on things, this whole *death* business.
I'm sure we can coax some life out of the old corpse yet...perhaps using Dr. McGuillacuty's miracle tonic:alcohol!
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