Three More Days

As of this morning, I have three more days of this school year. Just thinking about it has made my head explode twice (very messy).

Finals are my favorite time of year because it makes a lot of students care for the first time all year. And this year, as an added bonus, I'm making all but one class diagram sentences, which thrills me more than anyone could imagine.

With these last days, I'm starting to get all excited for the summer and my summer happenings. Starting next week, I'll be taking a class that gets me some graduate hours. It's gonna be sweet, yet bizarre to be back in a classroom as a student. Otherwise, I swear by my right earlobe that I will read. Every summer I aim to read like a fiend, and every summer starts well before it crashed in a flurry of unread pages.

And writing. With the class happening throughout June, it throws off my writing hopes a bit. I like to write in the morning, right when the coffee shops open up and stay for at least two hours. Unfortunately, most coffee shops around here don't open until 7:oo. So I'd only get an hour in before I've get to get to class. Lame. Hopefully I'll still get something good done by getting together with my friend for a writing group.

Finals! Yea!

As a student, finals are the dumbest things ever except for chewing on rocks. As a teacher though, they are sweet. Shortened days, more time to plan and grade, going out to lunch becomes an option. Life is wonderful.

The end of the year finals are much better though. As happy as I am right now, I know that I need to be planning for next week when I get some new students and move into the same routine that I've been in for a couple of months now. The good news is that I get to do a lot of poetry. I'm always looking for some good stuff, so if you have some poetry that you really like, let me know what it is.