jillkristen

i am sooooooooooo tired of working on my house.. hopefully ill be able to put it up for sale in 2 weeks..
if anyone is looking or knows someone looking for a house in st clair shores let me know.. im going to sell it for a steal because i hate realitors.. and i rather drop the price and give someone a fucking deal then pay a shady agent..

just got off the phone with a friend.. we are going to hit snookers to play some darts and pool..

hmmm.. what else...

ive been pondering on writing a book about my
work stories.. i think it would be a best seller.. i always have stories to tell..

ill share a recent one with you.. ok.. so i work with first grades in detroit.. when most people hear "first graders" they think .. "awww... they are so darling".. ok.. well here is my story..

i have two extremely hyper kids in my class.. i was playing a spelling game with the class while one of them was still completing his morning work we'll call him kid 1).. and the other one was at his desk because he couldnt control himself(we'll call him kid 2)..

while playing this game.. i could hear kid 1 saying "im going to tell.. that is bad.." and kid 2 was saying "she won't care.. go ahead".. i was near both of them but not looking in their direction.. they kept this up for a good minute.. from what i could hear it sounded like kid 2 was putting his middle finger up.. i waited until i felt like i could catch him doing it before he saw me looking..
he kept saying "she doesnt care"... because i was ignoring it... after a minute i looked over and caught kid 2 with his middle finger pointing directly up..
i gave him an evil look and said that we would be calling home.. as a result to my threat he started wailing like a wolf..
it was pretty humorous.. i guess you had to be there..