Wow! I had a crazy dream last night. I dreamt that one of my students died. Of course I can't name names but her initials are TO and she has chronic crazy arthritis. It was terrible. I have to put this on here because they say you have to tell your bad dreams right away or they'll come true! In my dream, no one knew how she died, just that there was a possible complication from some treatment she was receiving for her recent bout of arthritis. The scary thing is - and the reason I dream this - she is actually going to miss school soon - maybe right now (I think I saw her on the absence list yesterday) for a special treatment to deal with some massive pain she's been having in her hips. Man!
So I have nothing else to talk about. People at work suck (Lisa, Kim, Diane - Ha! I kid!) and I can't wait for summer. I've actually gotten ahead of the game in writing my IEP's for the spring (sorry Lisa!). I've finished all my seniors - well, 2! The third one is on the cusp of not graduating so I have to figure out what I'm going to do there. I have 3 other IEP's totally written and printed; only 11 more to go! Crap! When you look at it like that, it doesn't sound all that great. I'm going to try and get 2 written each school day and then next Wednesday is our last long day so I'll hopefully be able to get them complete then. I set lofty goals that I never reach. It's a problem.
Okay, I better go crimp off a length because my back package is calling. Then I'll quickly pull up my Alan Whickers, since I'm sure at that point I'll be feeling a bit of a shufflebutt -needing to get out of here. It's Thursday so I'm going to keep my pecker up knowing that tomorrow is the last day of the work week. Later Bitches!
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You are one crazy beeyotch with all your slang. You do a great job of cramming them all in.
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