Songs

Do you ever get a song stuck in your head and just can't let it go? I was watching Dancing with the Stars, of all things, and this Lou Rawls song came on. The lyrics are perfect. The song is just badass. It tells somebody that no matter how hard they try, they will never find someone who will love them as much as you do. Its very true. Everybody loves differently, yes? So my love is going to be different than someone else's. They may love you, but not like I love you. Listen to the song. It will make more sense than my rambling.



I had a good day in class. I have learned that I am teaching wrong and need to totally redo my entire curriculum. GREAT STUFF.

Hmm....if the link doesn't show up (which it does when I am writing, but not in the final post), go to Youtube and do a search for Lou Rawls, You'll Never Find Another Love Like Mine."

Muhahahaha...

Sometimes I can be so evil. In class today my students were supposed to be working on their papers. From my console, I am able to see what they are working on and actually shut down their computers if I want to. One of the guys was looking at his Myspace page and suddenly.....it disappeared! muahahahahaha. Then he went on to some other website that had absolutely NOTHING to do with his paper, so again...it disappeared. Its good to be Queen (of the classroom anyway).

Gas is also back in business here in the South. Two absent....will they still try that lame excuse?

I find it hilarious!

There is a gas shortage going on here in Tennessee, as with the rest of the country. I just KNEW students would use the excuse that they didn't have any gas to get to school today. I drive a gas guzzling machine, yet I was there. I will also be in class tomorrow. Seven out of 18 students didn't show today. *sigh*

This weekend was rough. I played chauffeur mostly (and yet STILL had gas) and didn't get my homework done. Guess what I get to work on all night tonight...

I also had a weird dream that I need to Google. I was driving in a car and hit a pothole, but the pothole was an actual black hole in the planet. I was falling and falling through blackness. I am usually able to wake myself up in dreams that scare me, but the twist on this one was as I was falling down the hole, I was telling myself to wake up. I woke up in the dream...like falling through the hole was a dream I was dreaming. Strange I tell ya. I know that falling is supposed to mean something.

I'm playing around with how to post pictures. Let's see if this works...

This one is of our trip to Gulf Shores this summer. My little one has a nice scab on her forehead from REPEATEDLY taking her goggles on and off. I love the way she has her hands crossed...so prim and proper.

Ever have one of those days....

...when you wish you would have just stayed in bed?

Friday is pretty easy for me. I teach one class...one little bitty hour. Before class today I had to do a lot of errands and chores, not to mention get gross and bleh mowing the lawn. Then I get into class and they are all bitching about being there and that it is Friday and I should let them go early. So I did...AFTER I gave them a pop quiz. Why go to college if you are going to try to sweet talk your instructor into not teaching??

I have a ton of homework this weekend, but I have the kids. Where does all the time go? I have to do something with a ballad. Although my professor is taking about older traditional ballads (think Gregorio Cortez), I'm leaning towards something more modern. I like "The Killing of Georgie" by Rod Stewart. I wonder if that will qualify. I don't think it rhymes enough. Hmph. I'll keep listening to more songs this weekend because I have nothing better to do. (/sarcasm)

I might try to get Warhammer this weekend before I get too far behind. I'm missin' my old DAOC crew, even though most of my friends are the Euros. Why in the world do I think I'll have time to play...

Students crack me up!

I brought a bunch of papers home to grade and finally sat down with them last night. One student gave me the best laugh. Her paper was about how her biggest fear was failing college. She went on to talk about how hard she worked in high school, but her major motivator was playing basketball. She would do things such as 'I felt bad that I needed time. I was blowing my boyfriend just to keep up with my homework.' Well, obviously she meant she was blowing OFF her boyfriend. Freudian slip, no? It gave me a hearty chuckle.

Teacher hat today. Yesterday I about fell asleep in class. I hope I'm not that boring when I'm teaching!

Two-fer-Tuesday

School today. This back and forth is exhausting. I teach 3 days a week, and I am a grad student 2 days a week. I am working toward a Master's degree in English. A buddy of mine is trying to convince me that I need a Ph.D. PFFFT. Just let me muddle through this degree first and we'll see.

Oh...welcome to the blog. Hopefully I can vent here or rant or whatever. Thanks to my internet acquaintance, Darwynnia, for starting me on this journey. I've enjoyed reading what she has been up to, and hopefully my absent friends can pop by and see what I've been doing.

7:30...off to skoo.