Eugh Work...

You know your loathing of work is at an all time high when you are secretly wishing you still had pneumonia just so you wouldn't have to go to work.

My new kindergarten class is driving me nuts. If I ever have kids they are definetly getting shipped off somewhere when they turn seven. I do not like seven year olds. They whine all the time, "Teacher...Sam is bothering me." The urge to retort back that they are bothering me is overwhelming sometimes.

I think I could handle the five year olds a lot better, too, because they were cute. My new kids are not cute and that makes their whining even more unbearable. The fighting, the crying, the nose picking, I don't want to deal with it.

Kids like this are the reason I don't want any. Ever. If my kids turned out that way I'm pretty sure I would stop loving them.

And if you can believe it, this is after two weeks, when they've actually grown on me a little. You should have heard me a week ago... We've got a field trip on Friday, maybe I'll take some pictures of them not being cute and you can see for yourself....