Drama, drama, so much drama!

Well, that's what I taught today. It was fun, until about fourth period when it all started to feel like a broken record. That's the thing about teaching, sometimes it's just repeating the same thing over and over and over again. I do try to do different things in different classes, but sometimes it just ends up sounding the same. I feel for my co-teacher who has to sit through three of my lectures.

Aside from all that, I had a student who said something mean to me that hurt my feelings I wanted to cry. But we have to be the adult, put up shields. Act like we are bulletproof and nothing hurts us. Like last year when that kid called me a "big ass fucking bitch" and walked out of class. I am so glad it has not gotten that bad this year, but today a kid who was acting up in class, being very disrespectful in class and disrupting told me to go excercise because I obviously needed it. I hate that ever since I was a child, people have always put me down because of my weight. And it's terrible to know that it's still happening, but not by adults, but children. I know they say things because they themselves are not having a good day, they have no one or that's just their life. I try to shake it off and just write them up. But then saying things like that, the fact that I am fat - is still an issue. I always thought that after a certain age, my weight would be overlooked and not be an issue. 

What he said bothered me the rest of the day.

After work I went to B&N and enjoyed this.