Been a while

[govcampbell]

I'm not sure where to begin. It's been a while.

Subbing is still sucking my very will to live. I had a class this afternoon who refused to obey the simplest commands. And the worst part was, they weren't nasty about it, they just treated me as if I wasn't there. I told them you must work independantly, with no talking. In a matter of moments, they pushed all the desks together and were talking up a storm. I told them, they had to work independantly, and to move the desks back, and they just kept talking as if they hadn't heard me. I'm sure there's plently of people who are reading this, and are like, well you should have done this, or that. But I was just so blown away, I decided to save my breath, and wrote a long note to the teacher. I happen to know this particular teacher, and she will not be pleased, I'm sure. But it just blows me away....where are these kids learning to disrespect authority like that? How on earth are these people going to be productive members of society?

On another note, I had a nice weekend with Sara up in Hanover. On Friday we cleaned the apartmnet, and on Saturday we hosted for the first time. We had another couple over for a dinner and games night. In the afternoon, we played Settlers of Catan, and then had a lovely dinner of beef stroganof (cooked by Sara), with fresh baked bread which John and Angela brought. For desert, Sara had attempted and succeded to make a pumpkin pie, which was enjoyed by all. After dinner we played a rousing game of 3 on 1 Trivial Pursuit. I would have won if I hadn't been giving out outragous hints to the three of them. After that, a round of Cranium closed out the night. It was the most fun I've had since the summer. Sunday, Sara and I went to church, and then just hung out and watched football while Sara did homework. I stayed thru till Monday, and took several hours to drive around and gather up subsitute applications for area schools. Now I have to fill them all out. *sigh* I really didn't want to leave Hanover, we had such a nice weekend. I really can't wait for the wedding so I can be up there all the time. I was so nice to be on my own with Sara, out from the 'Rents. I love them dearly, and for the most part we get along, but it's been so hard living at home after being in my own apartment last year at school.

 

I came home in time to watch MNF, which was a highly dissapointing afair for me. I realize of course, the Peyton Manning is a genuinely nice guy, esp. when compared to his little brother, who is a jerk. But it was *nice* to have a team that we *owned*. For the most part, Boston teams get *owned*. Examples: The Yankees have for the most part *owned* the Sox. The Canadians *own* the Bruins. The Lakers wipe the hardwood with the Celts. But the Patriots? We *owned* Indy. At least till last night. *heavy sigh* I just hope that some beats them along the way. I really don't want them to get the undefeated record from the 72 Fins. A record, I might add, that WE should have had a year ago, save that idiot-who-won't-wear-a-motorcycle-helmet-and-has-a-barely-prounounceable-name-Rothlisburger. (Yes, I know we lost to Miami too, but all those who think the Dolphins would have won that game if the record had been on the line raise their hands. That's what I thought)

On the bright side of the sports world, my high school team made the NH Div. 1 playoffs. We're playing Manchester West this coming Saturday on our home field. My father's usual broadcast partner will be unable to be at the game, so that means yours truly will be back in action, with the call of the action, while Dad does his usual thing, backing up the broadcasts with stats and info. I can't wait! I love broadcasting!

Another large disspointment from the weekend was my NaNoWriMo progress. I haven't updated my word count yet, because to do so would be highly embarassing. After a roaring start, the story completely stalled. While I'm slowly overcoming the hump, it's been a struggle, but one I'm determined to push on through.

Wedding planing is slowly starting to grind together. I need to book a limo, and I also need to hire a team of bounty hunters to hunt down my groomsmen and haul them bodily into tux shops to be measured. Once that's done, my responsibility for the most part is over, except for helping to make sure all the bills are paid on time.

So, to review: Subbing sucks. I can't wait for the wedding to be over. Indy sucks. SHS football and CTV6 rock. My groomsmen need to get their act in gear. And NaNo needs help. That about sums up my life in a nutshell.

Comments

[kelleypen.livejournal.com]

I could share sub horror stories with you, but I won't further depress you. Apply at your local community college to adjunct next January. You'll like it much better.

[xshiggyx.livejournal.com]

I'm seeing this from two view points. One is the teenage viewpoint of-cool sub! I love when we get ones like that! The other is the adult-like, friend-of-the-sub viepoint of-now I feel really guilty about all the subs I've done that too.

My best advice is: teenagers will be teenagers, and there's nothing you can do about it. The best thing to do is just make sure they don't get too loud. Which I know, is awful too say, but that's the teenager's opinion.

[kermi3.livejournal.com]

Go Indy!