The Last Few Days

     The last few days of school are the worst. School officially ends on May 31, which is 10 days away. 10 days of review. 10 days of studying. 10 days of no sleep, and 10 days of exams. I look at all the elementary kids partying with sugar highs and I think "Why the freak do they deserve a party when all they did was show up and learn how not to poop in your pants! I have worked too hard to not deserve a cookie!"

     Teachers get all cranky too. It's like all of a sudden the kids have become a burden to them. Well, guess what? This is your job, and we hate the final few days just as much as you do. So, why don't we all cooperate for these final few days by avoiding each other. That's what I'm doing.

     All I ask for is to have a little bit of peace for the last 10 days. Before you know it the Houston sun will burn you more than the fires of hell. Which by the way is better than being stuck in school with people that have their panties in a wad.

What a mess...