Working Hard or Hardly Working?

For those of us involved in the education system, the school year grows increasingly and unrelentingly busy right about now. Spring sports are drawing to a close, TAKS testing is about to begin again, AP testing after that, and end of year exams after that. Basically, our schedule is *messed* up and our education for the year dwindles into termination.

For these various reasons, along with mounds of last minute homework dumped on us by teachers, I have been away from Microsoft Word, but here I am to get a sentence or two in before I pull out my Precal.

I feel compelled to waste some time tonight, to add on to the time wasted tomorrow during my morning spent at the school. I may regret this later. The juniors are taking no TAKS, but are still required to attend the first half of school, during which we will perform rigorous learning activities such as learning how to play Mao or Monopoly or being inducted into The Game.

By the way, you just lost.

But for the most part, I’m ready to get over this hump and relax for the summer. The end of the year strains me to breaking point every spring, and I can’t wait for it to be over already. Would you like some stress with that stress? It seems like I have too much to do; I sat down to write a list the other day of all the things I had to do and it wouldn’t come out in coherent thoughts.

So this is a minor form of therapy as I sit on my bed with pizza rolls, trying not to think about Prom Drama or NHS hours or AP Exams or the History Project or catching the Swine Flu…

For now, I’ll just have to take it one day at a time. I sure as heck can’t swallow all my stress in one bite. Now, pizza rolls are another story entirely.