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Le blah. I can't believe I'm bumping the blog thread. Pathetic.

I love collegues who ******** up. Really, I do. Especially when they ******** up twice in one day, get in a verbal tiff with me, and make themselves look like asses. It's great. I love it.

Further explaination:

Topic One: The Incentive. See, we give kids a fun time when they have turned in all of their work. Well, my fellow collegues all decided next week would be the day that the event is held. We decided this in October. Today, my collegue decided to take it upon himself to plan another trip on the same day, taking away half of the kids. I told him that we already had something scheduled, and his reply was "so, just cancel the party." At lunch, I asked him again to have his thing wrapped up by lunch, so I could do the afternoon. His response, "oh that's a stupid thing, if you ask me it's all stupid." He proceeded to storm away. My fellow collegues had a good time laughing at that while we finished lunch.

But first, Topic Two: The Cliques. We've been having issues with the girls spreading rumors and doing the normal nasty girl stuff. So, I mention to said collegue that we should get together with everyone, plan for a day to hammer it into the kids that the stuff isn't acceptable, and basically deal with it in one fell swoop. He said "that won't do very much," to which I replied "no, but it's something." I thought all was clear, but I guess not. He took it upon himself today to full out ream the girls in the classes with issues. So much so that he pulled individual girls and just yelled at them outside. When I got them, they looked like they had their hearts ripped out. At lunch (the same lunch above, before the storm out) I asked him what he did, namely what he said to the girls. He sidestepped the question, and I asked again. He said "what does it matter?" I said "because the girls basically shut down." His response: "Good." Now, if you ask me, yelling at someone with the goal of making them shut down isn't a very "teachery" thing to do. Then I brought up the thing above, and he stormed out. I told my other collegues what I said above, about how I wanted to plan something so we could hit all angles, and how he took it into his own hands. As a result, he looks like an a** right now, and frankly, I couldn't care less. It's funny how things sometimes work out.

Can't sleep.
Don't want to eat.
Have a migrane.

But I am finally, FINALLY eighteen.

It sure is. All my classes are 'major' related. I'm in the Social Work certificate program. There's no room in our schedules to take any electives. I have 7 classes, plus a practicum next semester... Over 30 hours of class, plus whatever I spend at the elementary school where my placement is. Its going to be hell.
I understand the whole finals on Sat thing though. My psych final last year was on a Sat morning... At 9 am... What college student is up at that time???? haha...
I hope you do well though!!!

Edit: My final grades are in, and my GPA is still 3.33... I suppose I'm happy with it.

Sick... If a class is before 9 am, I'm not enrolling in it.... Unless I really have to take it for my program.

Counting down the days until freedom. 3 more to go.