Today I have developed a sudden and inexplicable hatred for teenagers. Usually I love my job, and I love (most) of my kids, and I have an unnatural tolerance for high school idiocy and drama, but today, not so much. Even their little voices are driving me out of my tree. I have already written one kid up today, and usually I am loathe to do that.
The good news -- it's second period now, so I only have 4 more and a rehearsal to go! 7 1/2 hours till I can go home!
Ok, so maybe that's not as good news as I thought.