Saturday, June 11, 2011
The end is near
...the end of school or rather, the end of my work year. Yeah, I'm not really gonna miss the baggy jeans with the stripped underwear showing or the foul language or the girl with the white see thru blouse wearing the black bra. Not gonna miss the lack of deodorant or the enormous amounts of Axe cologne. Nor will I miss some one's boyfriend looking at someones girlfriend who is not a friend any more but is having a party this weekend and she wasn't invited but her boyfriend was so she's not gonna go but if he does she's gonna break up with him drama. The nutrient guidelines of cafeteria food will be but a mere thought as I can only stand so much of mac in cheese poured into a day old taco shell. And the echo of the kids shouting, "he butted" while they wait in line to obtain said lunch and me responding with, "butted is not a word...go to the end of the line", will not be heard for the next 12 weeks.
Yes, another year has come and gone and in a blink of an eye soon enough, these heathen children will rule the earth ...I'm just sayin'