So much happens to me each day it's hard to decide what to write on here. I'll try to focus on one or two events each day. Maybe that way I'll be able to remember some of this one day.
Sixth period is one of my favorite classes because of the interesting discussions. They've been coming tardy and I shut the door so they couldn't sneak in late. One kid hit the door and I let him have it:
"YOU WILL RESPECT THIS SCHOOL AND YOU WILL WALK IN PROPERLY!" The yelling was so bad that one of the profoundly retarded teenagers wandering the hallway got upset. "Security? Security? Do you need security?" he started yelling.
Poor kid. At least I had their attention. If that's what I need to do- I will.
Fourth period nearly all failed their tests. Sad. They never study. Ever. Ever. Ever.
Now I'm depressed. Bye.
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