It’s just easier this way:
* I love my cat, Roku. He’s such a love. he follows me around in the morning, meowing at me, giving me "I could just eat you I love you so much" eyes. He’s my baby substitute. He sits by the shower and waits for me to come out, sleeps by my feet, curls up on my chest and shoulders for little naps and likes to sleep with one little paw reached out touching me. I love that crazy little orange devil.
*Jonathon did really well at school yesterday. That makes me happy. The entire time he was recovering, jacob was an absolute DREAM. He took over chores without complaining, helped his brother with a pure heart, and was just the best little kid I could ask for… but I got a call from his teacher last night wich did 2 things:
1. It made me sad
2. It pissed me off.
Why did i tmake me sad? Well its eems Jacob is not turning in his homework (which I check every night and he is completing)… I’m not sure why. He also has issues with being quiet in class and not talking, even when the teacher moves him next to people who don’t talk, he’ll make an effort to talk to someone two chairs down if he has to. so we have to work on that.
BUT IT PISSED ME OFF for more reasons, and not at my son. First of all, that crazy woman called me at almost 8:00 at night. I mean really? who does that? If you have an issue with a kid you call that late in the evening? I didn’t like that one bit.
Second of all, she was slurring her words and sounded drunk. She’s an older lady, and maybe that just happens when she’s tired, but it put me on edge.
THIRD of all, she talked to me as if I was stupid or encouraging his bad behavior. What pisses me off is that it went STRAIGHT to a phone call and none of the other methods of communication were used. He brings homoe a behavior log every day, she’s supposed to write concerns or issues on that NOTE and I can address them that way. A phone call home is like… a severe consequence. I’VE NEVER GOTTEN A NOTE HOME ON THAT PAPER. Not ONE SINGLE TIME. He’s never gotten a straight or a frown face. So what the fuck woman, why are you not following the rules and making it seem like you’ve told me over and over and I just ignored you. YOU NEVER TOLD ME ABOUT THIS!!!!
Fourth, she had a really nasty way of saying things like "He just doesn’t focus"… but I can’t explain how her tone of voice was just nasty as if she’s saying he’s got a mental problem and needs medication or something. She didn’t offer a single tip or tool for me to try at home and just threw words at me as if I was supposed to wave my butt around and make him suddenly turn into a model student. I hate it because it went straight to the top of the discipline without giving me or him a chance to correct ANYTHING!!!!!
I ended up not talking much and just saying "mhmm" and "ok" because she pissed me off with the way she was talking to me. She was like "He might have turned his homework in this week, but last week hedidn’t, it’s a big problem" HELLO YOU HAD ALL LAST WEEK TO SEND A NOTE HOME. I got NOTHING. I asked her if she had sent something with him for me to see and she said NO, so she admits to failing and still expects me to get all excited because she’s calling me.
FUCK OFF CUNT. I hate people. I hate teachers like this. I could punch them in the face. Retire you old hag.
Leave me alone.
Thinking about it makes me mad.
YES, my child needs to turn in his homework and stay attentive and quiet in class. I agree that these things should be addressed, worked on, and improved. But her methods smell like ass and I’ve lost respect for her. I have to keep that in check, but screw YOU lady.
At least when Jon’s teacher called me, it was an incident that had first occured THAT DAY and she just wanted to know ways to deal with him and how he operates, not to berate me as a parent and scold me as if I’m a student in her class also. That’s exactly how I felt.
UGH, NO BUENO.
that turned into a mighty might rant -tone didn’t it! lol.
*After that I don’t remember shit all I wanted to say. I haven’t been writing much cuz I’m busy. also noting is difficult. I sowwy. I’m gonna be leaving a lot of blank notes so you all know I’m around, but yeah, I don’t like leaving half ass notes, I’d rather leave blank ones. or ones with smooshy huggzz.
*I need to eat something. I wanted a breakfast sandwich, but I’ll settle for my 90 cal deli turkey on a few crackers.
It’s not a diet, it’s a "I ain’t got no monies" type thing. lol
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