"Ms. Sarah, I don't feel so good."
So this weekend was an epic fail in the schoolwork department. I could not get motivated... at all. So instead, I went out dancing on Thursday, to a going away party on Friday, and bar hopping on Saturday! Which basically meant that all day long, I was out of commission. Out til 4 AM isn't really conducive to a good working day.
So a week ago, I started eating healthier. And I was doing surprisingly well until the weekend came along and all I wanted to do was CARB LOAD. Not good for a body that's not used to it. So Bethany and I went to the market, got some gorditas, "worked" for an hour, and then watched a movie (and we both slept for part of it). Then we "worked" for another little bit, and then went and got pizza. I had every intention of getting salad, but the restaurant didn't have any! It was a sign. So I basically inhaled pizza instead, went back to Beth's, and watched another movie. And slept for most of it.
Which brings us to Monday morning. Moctezuma's revenge hit me... or more like greaseball-food-revenge hit me, and hold cow did I feel sick this morning. I was not ready at all for school, especially since I teach all 7 periods, but I sucked it up. I told my students that I was going to have to be sitting down at my desk if they needed help with their stations. Not two minutes later, a student comes up to me and says, "Ms. Sarah, I'm not feeling so well. Can I get a pass to the paramedic? (that's right... that's what we call it here!)" So I turned to my drawer to grab a pass, and started writing on it when I saw the poor kid leaning over.... and then I saw the floor. Puke everywhere. Thank you, son! That's something I've never experienced! He stayed keeled over for about two minutes, wiped his mouth and said, "So, Ms. Sarah, can I go just wash my face real quick?" REALLY? I sent him to the paramedic anyway and should have had him come back with air freshener, because holy cow...
So that basically was the preface to one of the craziest days I've had yet at school. I had a ton of grading to get done, I was trying to organize things for NJHS, I spilled water twice and Diet Coke once all over my desk (and my students' papers), and I got an incredible migraine right around lunch time that didn't allow me to move my head. Needless to say, it was a rough day. I blame the puker!
In other news, tomorrow I'm starting Spanish class so I can brush up on some of the harder grammar with two girlfriends of mine, Tae-Bo Mexican edition is kicking my butt, I volunteered to teach English for the first time and it was pretty rough (but they had like, 10 kittens there that were absolutely adorable!), and time is just flying by! I can't believe we're almost halfway through October!
Things I miss: foliage, raking leaves, eating caramel apples, corn mazes, pumpkin in a can, band, college!
But it's OK, I've got a lot to make up for it here :)
So a week ago, I started eating healthier. And I was doing surprisingly well until the weekend came along and all I wanted to do was CARB LOAD. Not good for a body that's not used to it. So Bethany and I went to the market, got some gorditas, "worked" for an hour, and then watched a movie (and we both slept for part of it). Then we "worked" for another little bit, and then went and got pizza. I had every intention of getting salad, but the restaurant didn't have any! It was a sign. So I basically inhaled pizza instead, went back to Beth's, and watched another movie. And slept for most of it.
Which brings us to Monday morning. Moctezuma's revenge hit me... or more like greaseball-food-revenge hit me, and hold cow did I feel sick this morning. I was not ready at all for school, especially since I teach all 7 periods, but I sucked it up. I told my students that I was going to have to be sitting down at my desk if they needed help with their stations. Not two minutes later, a student comes up to me and says, "Ms. Sarah, I'm not feeling so well. Can I get a pass to the paramedic? (that's right... that's what we call it here!)" So I turned to my drawer to grab a pass, and started writing on it when I saw the poor kid leaning over.... and then I saw the floor. Puke everywhere. Thank you, son! That's something I've never experienced! He stayed keeled over for about two minutes, wiped his mouth and said, "So, Ms. Sarah, can I go just wash my face real quick?" REALLY? I sent him to the paramedic anyway and should have had him come back with air freshener, because holy cow...
So that basically was the preface to one of the craziest days I've had yet at school. I had a ton of grading to get done, I was trying to organize things for NJHS, I spilled water twice and Diet Coke once all over my desk (and my students' papers), and I got an incredible migraine right around lunch time that didn't allow me to move my head. Needless to say, it was a rough day. I blame the puker!
In other news, tomorrow I'm starting Spanish class so I can brush up on some of the harder grammar with two girlfriends of mine, Tae-Bo Mexican edition is kicking my butt, I volunteered to teach English for the first time and it was pretty rough (but they had like, 10 kittens there that were absolutely adorable!), and time is just flying by! I can't believe we're almost halfway through October!
Things I miss: foliage, raking leaves, eating caramel apples, corn mazes, pumpkin in a can, band, college!
But it's OK, I've got a lot to make up for it here :)
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