So just after I brag about beating the horrible cold of last week, it has come back to bite me on the ass because right now? I have another cold. A horrible, red-nose, sinus and ear blocked cold. If I could find enough energy to shout, the words "mother" and "fucker" would be echoing around my house right now. But of course, I'm much too lovely to wander around screaming obscenities. It's much more refreshing to type it. Feel free to join with me now, if you're so inclined.
Other than infectious disease #2 for 2007 (not that I'm keeping tally or anything..) I don't have much to report. I'm loving my class of sixteen kidlets. They are a handful in regards to their learning but I've really only got one behaviour; the rest are all just hard work and need a lot of attention.
(There is one little girl that is getting close to me sticky-taping her mouth together though, she just NEVER stops talking! Sheesh! There's always that one kidlet in every class whose name you find yourself saying a hundred times a day.)
(But that is made up for by the sweetie who brought me a whole block of Cadbury chocolate as a present on Monday because I had been sick for those three days last week. Bless her cotton socks. Now that's my kind of gift.)
So - how's your week started out? (And make sure you use at least ONE swear word in your response, or else. Hee. Swear word. I feel about seven years old typing that.) (Eep. But seven year olds don't use the eff word!) (Do they?)
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Well, fuck me.
That's just shit.
Here's hoping you bloody (yes, it's a swear word!) get fricking better.
*and me too. I don't want tonsilitis*
here's a start to the week for you: i feel like the shittiest fucking incompetent in the entire fucking world right now, and all i can do is sit here, crying, hating myself. good week ahead, i can tell.
I think the mother fucking sinus disease is the spawn of the original chest disease. WHY aly... WHY have we got exactly the same illnesses...
I've never sneezed so hard in my life... my shower curtain actually swayed in the nose breeze thismorning.... *stare*
Bloody f**ckin Colin - kid in my class. Have been teaching him to spell his name every day so far this term( that's 23 days worth). We've bloody traced it, writtten it, made it with stickers - everything but write it with shit and still he doesn't know there is an O in his fuckin name. Hell he's 10!!! What the F**k am I doing???
WHat is this i hear!!!! Getting Chocolate and NOT sharing with supervisor!!!!! RIGHT program is due on my desk Friday morning at 8am!!!!!!!!
I got a pedicure and it fucking rocked. Sorry, that's all I've got. Catch me tomorrow after I've had pretty much no sleep, and the swearing will be in abundance.
what the fuck is all this 'cussing' going on
aly - go to the doctor - and keep your fucking germs away from MOI
If I have to go up to the fucking 'house' and deal with self-important fucktards one more time this week at work, I am going to go batshit.
And my fucking foot hurts like a son-of-a-bitch.
Fuck. That felt good.
Well fuck, fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck. Does that make you feel any fucking better?!
I'll do this one in haiku form.
Fights in the hallway,
No days off until April...
I'm fucking tired.
Did I mention that
My students can't indent? Great,
With term papers due.
Just one more complaint.
It's a fairly mild one:
Can't say 'fuck!' in school.
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