Today was the first day of the new school year. We had a district-wide conference in a church somewhere really far from our school. We had a motivational speaker who looked like a fat, sweaty gay Squiggy in an orange velour shirt, who motivated me only to make a scale model of Hannibal sacking Rome out of my handouts.
Motivational speaking is such a massive crock of shit. I mean, his basic message was that if things are out of our control, we should just let them be out of our control, but we should also try to change people's lives in the process. Oh, and we're all butterflies. My model was cool, though. I gave it to our new principal after he woke up.
Motivational speaking is such a massive crock of shit. I mean, his basic message was that if things are out of our control, we should just let them be out of our control, but we should also try to change people's lives in the process. Oh, and we're all butterflies. My model was cool, though. I gave it to our new principal after he woke up.
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freakpirate:
That sounds incredibly good. Two months you say... so if I got the recpie and started oh... now? Drunk by Christmas?
adjunct:
How about if you did distance learning at a place with semesters instead of quarters? I'm not sure if that'd work, but the residency requirement would only happen twice a year, not four times.