I had my first new teacher orientation today. It was mostly boring and redundant. I fell asleep about ten times because 1. it was boring 2. I was (and still am) running on 4 hours of sleep. I kept tossing and turning last night. When I finally fell asleep, I had this nightmare about teaching at Pinckneyville, and the world was being taken over by diseased reptiles (I think the last part is from last night or whenever, when Dorothy told me about how there are shops in China or Taiwan where there are tanks full of snakes, and you just got up to one and tell them which snake you want, then they bleed the snake, you take a shot of it's blood, and then they cook the snake for you...so yeah, you can see how that story can be a little tramatizing).

Anyways, here's the saddest part of my day, besides the fact that I started my period. I saw a teacher of mine from high school (I won't say who). He was THE worst teacher I've ever had (yes, he's white so he speaks English fluently). Anyways, I saw him at my new teacher orientation thing, which probably means that he's a new employee of Gwinnett County like me. Yeah, that seriously wowed me. I can't believe that such a terrible teacher could get hired...TWICE. And for this one session that I went to, the speaker was talking about things you shouldn't do or say as a teacher (it was a session about legal and ethical issues in teaching), and he had these quotes from a teacher: "You look good in skirts...you should wear them more often," and "I like it when you wear tight sweaters." Yes, those were really said by a real teacher. The speaker went on to say how people like that shouldn't teach, and the first person that came to mind is that teacher that I saw. He's EXACTLY like that. AND HE FREAKIN' GOT HIRED...AGAIN. I wanted to go up to him to see if he recognizes me. I would've asked him what subject he was teaching. Then I would've thrown up on him. The End.