I’m totally pooped after a long day of Finals mixed in with evening commitments.
The writing’s totally on the wall… and in this case, the small notes I wrote for my students. I gave my homeroom gift bags assembled with yoyos, stamps, candy and a small note.
Finals are officially over! Thank goodness, because I was starting to get tired of grading. I finished grading all history finals though (thank goodness). Hopefully I am able to finalize my gradebooks by tomorrow so I can enjoy my break without touching anything except maybe lesson planning.
Afterwards, I had my “Netflix” party prize for some students. They chose to watch Men in Black III, but probably got bored halfway through and started playing Pokemon instead. Fine by me – I was just grading.
The night ended with a babysitting session for students whose parents went to an 8th grade meeting about Rise High School. I’m eager to see how many students decide to go next year!
How do I live? How do I breathe?
When you’re not here I’m suffocating
I want to feel love, run through my blood
Tell me is this where I give it all up?
For you I have to risk it all
Cause the writing’s on the wall
