okay so 7th period is gonna be the death of me. I am pretty sure the 4 most mouthy kids in the entire school are in this class period. I try for about the first 10 minutes after that I get frustrated and give up. So yesterday one says to me "I hate you! I hate subs, I wish you and every teacher would just go to hell and die!" then today I have one say " what do you think you're doing? where the hell is your essay? I am not fucking writing one--let's just see you fucking make me!" I've got another bragging about how he got in a drunken fight with some 20 year old, and got stiches in his hand from where the guys teeth went through. I've got another one bragging about having sex with boys, getting prego and "poppin one out". half the school has gone to state, so I will be lucky if one single person actually finishes their essay the way they were supposed to.
I seem to be a magnet for the rough classes, cause next week I am doing two days in a row of rough (not same place though) and the week after that signed up for more rough. :( it's actually better working at the shelter, they need you so they are nice to you :) I wonder what next year will bring, probably (and hopefully) a whole new set of challenges...
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