I forgot! I just saw the BEST freakin' music video EVER! You should check it out!
(Alright, you weirdo, I shall check it out...now leave me alone to hibernate inside your head---ooh, random!)
http://music.yahoo.com/video/default.asp?vid=34917102
Reflection. noun. 1: an instance of reflecting; especially : the return of light or sound waves from a surface 2: the production of an image by or as if by a mirror 3: an often obscure or indirect criticism : reproach 4: a thought, idea, or opinion formed or a remark made as a result of meditation 5: consideration of some subject matter, idea, or purpose
Monday, December 04, 2006
Um...yeah...
WHATEVER!
I'm in a not-so-great mood...though I'd rather not place this on my blog.
It's not so great when you don't write on your blog for a while and then write something not so great...haha.
So yeah, let's do a little switchamaroo---
Written on the board in my classroom:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sixth graders are weird,
but I love them, dude!
This will be the title on the cover of our sixth grade poetry anthology. Check it out, yo!
:)
I'm in a not-so-great mood...though I'd rather not place this on my blog.
It's not so great when you don't write on your blog for a while and then write something not so great...haha.
So yeah, let's do a little switchamaroo---
Written on the board in my classroom:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sixth graders are weird,
but I love them, dude!
This will be the title on the cover of our sixth grade poetry anthology. Check it out, yo!
:)
Monday, October 09, 2006
Don't eat FUL (beans) or HUMUS (made of beans) for Suhur...
before my class!
SERIOUSLY!
Someone farted loudly in my class today.
I tried to be professional and get my kids to keep working...to keep focusing on what I was teaching on the overhead.
But I couldn't help it...
I laughed...
and then laughed...
laughed some more...
then made my kids finish up our work until someone started laughing...
first I was mad, then I smiled...
then we all laughed some more, even the kid who farted.
He was embarrassed at first, but then he was a cool sport and laughed with us.
I bet he'll skip the humus tomorrow! :)
SERIOUSLY!
Someone farted loudly in my class today.
I tried to be professional and get my kids to keep working...to keep focusing on what I was teaching on the overhead.
But I couldn't help it...
I laughed...
and then laughed...
laughed some more...
then made my kids finish up our work until someone started laughing...
first I was mad, then I smiled...
then we all laughed some more, even the kid who farted.
He was embarrassed at first, but then he was a cool sport and laughed with us.
I bet he'll skip the humus tomorrow! :)
Friday, October 06, 2006
To remain title-less...
I don't feel so well these days....
But that's no way to begin a new blog entry. That's no way to write. I feel, therefore I should write something else. :)
Ah, back to my cheery self (that covers the darker insides).
AHHHHH...I'm taking a bunch of teenage girls to a restaurant for iftar tonight. They voted for a Chinese buffet (I think I swayed the vote...even though it was electronic and I couldn't exactly cheat---but it only takes a few words to the girls and BAM get what I wanted *evil laugh*). So yeah, what was I thinking? Girls, me, food, girls, and more teenage girls...fun, misery, and more misery? :) Insha'Allah khair.
I feel better now (at least that is what I want to write).
I don't feel so well these days....
But that's no way to begin a new blog entry. That's no way to write. I feel, therefore I should write something else. :)
Ah, back to my cheery self (that covers the darker insides).
AHHHHH...I'm taking a bunch of teenage girls to a restaurant for iftar tonight. They voted for a Chinese buffet (I think I swayed the vote...even though it was electronic and I couldn't exactly cheat---but it only takes a few words to the girls and BAM get what I wanted *evil laugh*). So yeah, what was I thinking? Girls, me, food, girls, and more teenage girls...fun, misery, and more misery? :) Insha'Allah khair.
I feel better now (at least that is what I want to write).
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