...the serenity
...the strength
...the courage.
You know that poem. I'm not going to reproduce it here.
God, if you're listening, could I please also have about 20 muzzles, a pump-action squirt gun, some estrogen and testoterone injections in ready-to-use syringes (in teenage doses, preferably), and some Valium?
For myself, I'd like a three-foot bong and some really good weed.
Thanks.
I GUESS YOU HAD A ROUGH DAY BACK!
CHEER UP....IT SOMETIMES GETS WORSE!
Posted by: FATGUY | November 29, 2004 at 11:14
Nah, it really wasn't that bad. I just have to reconstruct all the discipline I'd instilled in the students at the beginning of the year.
It'll take until Christmas vacation to do that. Damn teenagers.
Posted by: Alison | November 29, 2004 at 12:18
damn damn teens. the dalai llama might be put off by what i think you may be dealing with. strength for the journey.
Posted by: madame l. | November 29, 2004 at 14:23
I hope things go a little better in the coming days. You know that I know exactly what it's like to do your job! The only other thing I would've wished for (which, indeed, I wish for on a daily basis at work) is a Ritalin stun gun. Hee!
Hang in there!
Posted by: Denise | November 29, 2004 at 15:40
I forgot about Ritalin. Silly me.
Posted by: Alison | November 29, 2004 at 15:53
A 2 footer is plenty. 3 foot gets hard to fire as the night wears on ;)
Posted by: Peter | November 29, 2004 at 18:45
Okay, I'm not a teacher, but if you get that prayer answered let me know! I will request the same (in child size doses) for my four kids!
Posted by: Amber | November 30, 2004 at 03:55
You forgot to ask for the toe curling orgasms every night...
Posted by: Thomas | November 30, 2004 at 17:07
Hehe -- that was good.
Posted by: Curator | December 02, 2004 at 15:52