I think I am done with my little pity party.

It might be time to count my romantic loses and move on. My quota of drama, neglect and nonsense has been filled.

How tiring and mono thematic I am being lately! I have so much going on and so much going for me and I flatly refuse to be limited to this one sad, recurring little topic.

Moving on.

Had to grade about 270 students… grading means I have to know their names, nicknames, faces, last names. More importantly, grading means revenge.

(maniacal evil laughter)

I would never allow personal opinions to weigh on a child’s grade.
Report cards are a serious and Important matter to me and, albeit tough, I am fair with my students.