okay life.

last week I substituted in the special ed dept a few times. tomorrow I’m going back to the same high school. I loved it. the kids are great and so so so lovable. 

BUT WITH THAT SAID.

last week: I subbed on community day, meaning I went on a school bus to a restaurant and a mall and walked around with two kids (asking them questions- “how do we get to game stop? what is the lowest priced item on this row?”) before leaving the school the teacher warned me to steer clear of the “mature aisle” in FYE. those sneaky little devils tried their damnedest. 

prior to the community excursion we had a couple visiting students in our room (of just 5 autistic boys) and their disabilities were a bit more severe. one began masturbating next to me. ONE BEGAN MASTURBATING NEXT TO ME. I became a pro at saying, “hands out.” it doesn’t phase me anymore ya’ll.

who knows what sort of kinky experiences I’m in for tomorrow. 

today: I got to go to the corporate office and dress professionally aka NOT my club t-shirt, thank god. got praise for makin’ n teachin’ art. did a little role playing with the bosses and I got to be the bosssssss whatup. and free pizza hut. nothing wrong with today.

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(rant of the night: I LOVE the club but gd it, some of those children, sorry, TEENS get on my last nerve. cussing, disrespecting adults, lying. if you were my parent’s child your butt would have been spanked, yelled at, taught a lesson and grounded. but nooooo, just a little referral. HOW HOW HOW HOW. okay over. but if she comes in myyyy room tomorrow to ask, oh wait I’m sorry NOT EVEN ASK, to get on a computer I’m saying gtfo. of the club. ok I’m done.)

I’m excited because I’m going to buy a coffee in the AM? yes I am.

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