I'm not inclined to resign to maturity.
Sorry chica, I JUST finished grading my pile of Jane Eyre essays. There's nothing I can think of that would convince me to grade another one for at least a week when the next batch comes in. Why am I an English teacher?
Couldn't think of anything else to do? Maybe that's just my reason.
I was awake at about 7:10 this morning...and I would want to shoot myself if I had to grade those papers! Grading papers is AWFUL!!
Take them with you to Hawaii - at least you can grade in paradise!
That would be breaking the first of Jill's commandments-thou shalt not work on vacation ever!
Hmmm...I am suddenly very tired.
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