Tears...

As we speak, he is sitting out side of Ms. Funny's (How I will refer to my amazing assistant principal..for anonymity's sake) office.

He looked REAL nervous.

Which he definitely should be.

She's about to bust him.

5 days suspension.

I know this...He doesn't

"Insane (the kid), I'm sure it will be okay, you just need to make better choices."

She's gonna make him cry.

Direct quote from Ms. Funny "If they make you cry, I'm gonna make them cry!"


THAT is why I love my job!

Ex - Cheerleaders...

Goodness. It's been an eventful few days since Friday.

You know how I used to be the 9th grade cheerleading coach? Well I guess technically I still am. Are you considered a coach still if you no longer have a squad.

Corecto my friends...I kicked them all off on Friday night.

The short end of it is that they don't like to cheer, constantly tell me "No we will not cheer at halftime," and show up late to everything (ball games, practice, the end of half time, etc). SO...Friday night...they were actually doing so good. I was going to have this whole post about how they cheered at half time and were AMAZING.

Then 3rd quarter of the boys game...it all fell apart. They refused to cheer several times...ignored my phone calls...rolled their eyes...and, when i finally made it clear "Cheer or pack up," they hid from me. Hid under the bleachers...then they ran from me. RAN FROM ME. In front of a gym full of people.

Then I told them to pack up and return their uniforms.

I was angry. But I worked with amazing people. They've all been so encouraging.

My favorite part...

The girls came to school ready to cheer on Monday (yeah right), and begged me to change my mind. They told me they didn't know why they got kicked off.

When I asked what they thought...

There response...

"Ms. S, you probably think we were disrespectful to you. But we the ones being disrespected. We are SOOOO not appreciated...and we don't appreciate that.'

It took all I could not to laugh at the sweet babies.

Life's gonna be rough for them.

A new note...

Dear S,

Thank you for asking me out for Sunday...thus saving the basketball coach and his fiance a lot of heart ache over a broken engagement.

I CAN'T WAIT.

Love,
O

P.S. Expect it to be awkward. It just will be. :)

The letters I want to write...

There will be no further explanations for the following.

Dear really cute basketball coach at my school,

Please break up with your fiance. We were destined to be together. I know you touch everyones shoulder when you walk past them, and I know you are affectionate with EVERYONE, but what you don't understand is when you touch my shoulder I think I'm the only one. And you probably shouldn't talk. Because your country accent is adorable. So, I'll be waiting in room E*** whenever the engagment is broken.

Sincerly,

Me



Dear S,

You are cuter than the cute basketball coach, and probably love Jesus more. So if you'll just come through, the basketball coach can keep his fiance...she'll probably appreciate that.

Mucho Amor,

Me

Haiti

Admittedly I should be working right now.

But I cannot draw myself away from the images of Haiti on the various news websites. I get about 10 channels at my house. ABC, FOX, NBC, CBS, a few weird local channels, ESPN on occasion, the Home Shopping Network, Csomething and that's about it.

SO, the news is on for about an hour or two everyday. Everything else is local news. Not like most of the rest of the modern world who has FOX News or MS NBC, you know the 24 hour news channels. Anyways, all that to say that I probably didn't know there was an earthquake in Haiti until a couple of days later. And then, I had NO IDEA how bad it was. Had I been at my mom's house, or anywhere else with a news channel, I would have seen, heard and known. But in my world right now I have been oblivious. SO - I have heard how bad it was and decided to spend the last hour or so looking it up on some news websites.

It's DEVASTATING!

I know the rest of the world knows this.

What strikes me as ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS though, is what I've been doing the past week while the people in Haiti have been experiencing Hell.

I've been PANICKING and FREAKING OUT about a boy. A stupid boy that I don't even know, who isn't causing any problems in my life.

That's what I've been doing.

Meanwhile, the people in Haiti are freaking out and panicking over the fact that tens of thousands of their friends and family members have died. They are panicking because there is no food or water and no way to get it. They are disgusted because they have to wear masks because of the stench of decomposing bodies LITERALLY IN PILES all over the street.

And what are my problems about again? Oh wait. That's right. I DON'T HAVE ANY! My life is PERFECT compared to Haiti right now.

I don't understand my selfishness.

Sure, I can be selfless. When things like this make me feel completely awful for the way I think and live. BUT REALLY...There are people who experience loneliness and devastation EVERYWHERE and EVERYDAY. When the rest of the world is grieving I can take my eye off of my selfish, shallow world for 5 seconds. Oh wait...but as soon as news coverage slows...I'll go back to my usual griping and complaining about something that isn't even worth the breathe I'm spending.

What is the answer.

How do we move past selfishness.

How do we move past thinking that our immediate needs ridiculous petty wants are important?

Anyways.

That's just my rant for the day.

I'm frustrated with myself and my selfishness...and that is frustrating me about my kids today.

In class last semester one of the professors said "We hate in others what we hate in ourselves, and we tolerate in others that which we tolerate in ourselves."

I hate my selfishness, and that has looked like me hating my kids today.

And that's not their fault.

If I can't be selfless, why should they?