6/26/14, 5:14 PM PDT
First thing I see at work today was this really pretty halo around the sun. I couldn't take a pic of the entire thing since my phone's camera doesn't go wide enough, but I got most of it.
Pretty pretty. |
Anyway, today was relatively uneventful. Wustin and I are cool now, I could tell because he had absolutely no behavior problems today and he even smiled and waved to me when he was getting picked up by his mom. We cast kids into roles/crew positions today. I think I figured out that fifth period is my favorite period though, since they're all so obedient and they all love me for some reason.
Although fourth period comes a close second. If they were just a little less talkative, they would probably tie with fifth period for being my favorite class. Aaaaaaagh, the kids there are just SO ADORABLE, especially this one little girl that raises her hand every five minutes and asks me how to spell words like "orange" and "shape" and "blue" and it's SO CUTE because she's so timid and she stutters a million times when she tries to say the word she wants me to spell and when I do spell it out for her she just gives me this big ol' toothy grin and AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH. They're so adorable, I hope they don't end up becoming drug addicts when they get older.
Sixth period still sucks though. The Jets and the Sharks were back at it again today. Coincidentally, both the Jets and the Sharks had a person named... well, let's call him Laythan. Anyway, in both groups, Laythan is EASILY the person that causes this domino effect of disruption within their groups. Seriously, I think Jets Laythan is WAAAAAAAAY to young to understand the concept of paying attention because the ENTIRE period, he just puts markers into their boxes, spills the markers back onto the table (making this AWFUL racket of clacks as the markers all land on the table), and REPEATS. I had to take away their markers again just so that Mrs. Bartels and I wouldn't go insane from the noise.
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Her idea of camping probably involves hunting and eating wild marshmallows. (via spongebob.wikia.com) |
After work, walked to the Vons that was near the school. I got thirsty, so I decided to buy one bottle of sparkling water for 79 cents.
I ended up waiting in line for 20 minutes to buy one thing. All because of an argument between a lady and a cashier.
So the lady bought half a million things from Vons, including a few boxes of sodas. She insisted that the sign for those sodas read "Buy one get one free" so she bought four boxes. But for some reason, the cashier didn't recognize the discount. After a good 10 minutes of the cashier and the lady arguing, eventually they figured out that the discount was actually buy two get two free (which, in the end, shouldn't have made a difference since she bought four). Then, after their combined brainpower figured that out, they eventually realized that the discount didn't apply to her because she bought Coke, Sprite, Fanta, and Canada Dry, which isn't a Coke product even though the box for Canada Dry was apparently RIGHT NEXT TO THE BOXES FOR COKE. So they argued for even MORE time and by then, the guy in front of me that was next in line was getting FURIOUS because they were just yelling at each other for upwards of THIRTY MINUTES over a FIVE DOLLAR DISCOUNT.
I eventually moved to a different line. The nice lady that was supposed to be in front of me let me cut her because I only had one item and she had a billion. Paid my 79 cents, drank the sparkling water...
And it tastes like shit.
Worse than sewer water. Hell, it probably is sewer water. |
Not worth my 79 cents. And definitely not worth my 30 minute long wait.
Same day, 11:59 PM PDT
I AM SO TIRED. Alright, let me speed through the rest of the day.
I went to my sister's school for their open house. And you know what I figured out? My sister is winning her class' valedictorian race by a LANDSLIDE. Look at this plebeian "art" that the other kids are making right now.
I don't think Lucas got the memo about the drawings... |
Meanwhile, my sister's work?
WOAH. SHADING. TEXTURES. DAMN! |
SERIOUSLY. All of her work just WRECKS these other kids. Look at her handwriting...
WHY IS IT BETTER THAN MINE?! |
...And her art.
THE DETAIL. THE PRECISION. MAGNIFICO. |
Here's a quick reminder of what she's up against.
Oh yeah. Stiff competition, definitely. |
My sister's a prodigy, I'm telling you.
RFotD: Michael starts to lose his self-awareness if he stays up past 1:30.
SGAT: Became less socially awkward.
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