Ultra

 This day went from an Icee to a Michelob Ultra very quickly. The nuggets were off the wall today!  

 We practiced for graduation, oh what a mess! How my kids are gonna stand still for that long is beyond my comprehension. How I'm not going to have an absolute break down is also uncomprehendable at the moment. But hey, that's a whole week away and I've got an observation to get done still. 

 Have I mentioned my lack of observation before? I can't recall. I probably shouldn't drink the night before a possible observation, but then again I probably shouldn't have gone into education and I did that anyways! 

 I do have good news to report, I finally have a Promethan Board! It is beautiful! My theory that the nuggets would be stunned silent was completely incorrect. 

 If this year has taught me anything, it's that you're probably always wrong. 

Today's pockets: 

Marker: I'm running low 

Cough Drop: confiscated. 

Id and debit card: my purse has been eaten by my car 

At last I seeeee the light!

If you didn't read the title in Repunzle's voice then this might not be the blog for you! 

 It is upon us, the last full week of school, I have very mixed emotions at the moment. Part of me is acting like an extra from the end of Grease, running around and throwing papers in the air. The other part of me is having heart palpitations about the insane amount of stuff I still have left to do, you know that getting my formal observation! 

 I actually went to school today to input scores, because why would the website work on any of my computers at home? That would be convient, and we all know how much I hate that! My computer is set up for my Promethan Board, but not the board itself! So I have no idea when that sucker is gonna get installed. 

 I'm hoping for the best but preparing for the worst when it comes to this week. I'd like to think of it as a laid back time to enjoy my students' last days at my very own nuggets, practice or graduation and make fun crafts. My Negative Nancy side is preparing for hair pulling, stress raising, off the wall behavior and unrealistic expectations from others. 

 Bring it on last week of school! Come at me bro! 

Wickedly Awesome

 So I didn't blog last night because I went see Wicked. Words cannot do justice to describe how incredible it was! I cried, I laughed, I felt my heart burst inside my chest. I'm one of those strange people who become affected by art, in any form, but this exceeded all of my expectations! It reminded me so much of one of my mentors who is no longer here. I could feel her with me and it was magnificent. She's one of the reasons I wanted to become a teacher and I miss her constantly, so last night was wonderful. 

 I'm almost done testing my nuggets and I get to leave at 1:00 today to head to a cousin's wedding! You can say I'm fairly excited about my weekend! Wedding tonight, my best friend's graduation party tomorrow and plan-less Sunday! 

I leave you with a picture from Wicked!

Day late

 Sorry for my lak of literature yesterday, I had some drinking to do! 

 Yesterday was much better than Monday but it was still observation less. That's okay though, because now I know that it is going to be at the beginning of the week next week! So I can rest easy about it for the rest of the week and just worry about my end of the year testing I have. 

 I got some wickedly awesome news, I'm going see Wicked Thursday! This is beyond exciting, not going see Beyonce exciting (which I am doing in July) but still amazing! :) 

 I'm hoping the rest of the week goes fast, testing everyday, Wicked Thursday night and leaving early Friday for a wedding! 

 Next week, knock out my observation and the last full week of school. I'm sure it'll be full of graduation practices and stressful planning! I'm so ready to have this year under my belt! 10 days! 

Is this real life?

Friday, please come back. Friday was possibly the first day of the year that I actually enjoyed teaching. I had a great day. It was raining cats and dogs and I only had 19 nuggets! I got to do so much with them! It was magical. Did I get observed on this whimsical day you ask. No, of course not. 

Monday, please step off. Ugh I had a day full of attitudes and crawlers. Yes, I said crawlers. One of my nuggets decided that the practical thing to do in the middle of my math lesson would be to crawl all over my floor. I ignored this behavior at first, but when he started to crawl under tables and hit other friends' legs I called for reinforcements.

 Even with all they mayham, I would have loved go get an observation. Did I? No! I'm trying to explain this in non-teacher form. Waiting for this observation is like doing something wrong and your mom finding out. You're just waiting for her wrath, you know she knows, you know it's coming so you're walking on eggshells, hoping she forgets. That or like waiting in line at Target: you're anxious, not knowing how long it's gonna take or how much it's gonna cost you! 

 12 more days! Lord Jesus, help me!

Today's Pockets: 

Id and debit card: part of making inferences 

3 markers: standard number for pockets

1 pack of post-its: also standard

Busy bee of the week name card

Busted

Busted on many levels:
1. Busted for not writing all week.
2. Busted ink pen in my pocket.
3. Busted spirit.

A Celine song was on the radio this morning when I got in my car and it gave me hope for the day, then I almost baked into a moving vehicle. That should have been my first sign that today was going to be a pile of excrement. I always almost wreck though, so I didn't pay any mind to it.
I was ready to make today my bitch, pardon my French (I don't understand that term, it's English, I'm speaking English). Oh how the day turned on me. I see the administration walking towards my classroom and I get an automatic rush of excitement and terror at the fact that I might finally get observed, only to watch them pass me by and go to the Library.
I didn't give up though, I had a whole day ahead of me and a good Math lesson for the afternoon. As each hour passed things got worse. The kids were crazier and I was more annoyed. I wanted my observation be done with so bad, so I kept my fingers crossed as I started my lesson, nothing. Just a headache.
I'm starting to go crazy, knowing about all the observations happening around me and hearing how others are so glad to be done is maddening. Just do it! Come at me bro! I'm teaching, maybe not well, but I'm trying my hardest. So just get it over with, I feel like I'm gonna crack.
Today was the kind of day that makes me want to find all of my nuggets when they are 23, well with the exception of maybe three, at their jobs and just annoy them for 4-7 hours. Does that make me a bad person?
How I'm gonna make it through the next 14 days is a totally mystery to me.

My pockets? INK!

Mai's it's May!

Thursday, you sly dog you! Today was almost pleasant. I enjoyed myself a little!
I'm sad to report that I didn't get observed on either of my legit lessons, so that was a bummer, but it could have been worse! I don't know if it's my imagination or if my nuggets are actually listening to me more. Could it be? Is it true? I have 19 more days to see! It's like sometimes I have no control over them whatsoever, an then other times its like I'm the queen of Kindergarten.
Naptime....was....AWESOME! I was a naptime nazi and made the kids write lines whenever they talked or got off their mat. The old school approach worked as well as LILO works a party! It was magical! I have some children who will write every naptime for the rest of the year I'm sure, but so be it!
Tomorrow is our class trip to Disney on Ice. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't more excited about this than the nuggets. Am I horrified of being responsible for 22 nuggets at the New Orleans Arena? Absolutely, but I can't wait! It's gonna be a fun day, I feel it! Plus I have about 85 parents coming along!
Along with a good day and exciting day ahead, I and made it to May! I have survived 9 months!! I've had a kindergarten baby by this time!
Today's Pockets: that's a lie, this is from yesterday!

Writing utensils: for writing
Post it: aka, teacher mail
Half a ticket