so, i was at PCIS today, i was subbing art and it was the last period. lets try to look at this from a different perspective. what happens when you take an apathetic substitute teacher, mix it with a pointless class, add in the day's instructions of "tell the students to doddle," put in an assembly with a Pro-BMXer, add in as many crazy, random, art supplies imaginable and then blend it all together with massive amounts of sugar and hormones. What do you get... other than the worlds longest run-on sentence? chaos. it wasn't all bad really, it was interesting though. i had four 8th grade boys put on makeup... i guess that was just there way of doodling and i had three people, from three different classes, get wrapped up like a mummy in masking tape (they were fine, i made sure there mouths were never covered). anyways! last period of the day, for some reason six 8th grade boys decided that i was cool, and they had to all pull chairs up to my desk, which really got in the way of me daydreaming...

so one of the boys asks:
"Mr. Quinn, can I listen to my iPod?"

now, i wanted to get out of my mental stupor, i wanted to tell them a better way of saying 'no.' i thought saying "sorry, it against school rules" was just to unoriginal. so i decided to say instead:

"No, 'cause your music sucks."

case closed... well atleast i thought. he immediately retorts with:

"NO! i listen to good music and I'm sure you listen to the same."

"I highly doubt that," i reply "What do you listen too?"

"Nickelback!"

i kid you not! he said Nickelback. i just shook my head and told him i had proved my point. he was upset for a second, but it left his mind as soon as he discovered an elastic band ball on my desk and then pleaded to me for the rest of class if he could bounce it off the ceiling.

you know, you may think i hate this job... but to be honest i love it! no other job is this diverse and this much fun and every once in a while i really do help somebody... well until trw! cheers everyone!