I spent the day doing homework. I know. I'm so exciting it's scary! What's next bungee jumping? Well! I'll have you know that I was working on my Mac and for a while, it wasn't plugged in! And! When I was prompted to start the time machine feature, I turned it down. Now you know. I am a rebel.
Seriously though, I spent a chunk of my day explaining why Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief would be a good resource to incorporate in a grade 11 open history or a grade 12 workplace history. I read the curriculum and explained my opinion by relating parts of the book back to the curriculum expectations. If that doesn't get your motor runnin' wait until you hear what I did next. Was that a shiver of anticipation?
I continued to work on my unit plan. To be honest, I'm a bit upset. We have to adapt a unit plan and my unit plan is awesome! At least the content is. The kids in my class would have loved it! If only I'd had this stupid assignment earlier... Or, perhaps I needed to finish it earlier. I don't remember when he gave it to us. Oh well. Such is life. It won't be completely wasted. If I don't use elements of it on my upcoming placement I'll always have it if I get to teach poetry again.
What with all that interesting blah-di-blah out of the way, I can tell you all of the strange happenings that... happened, during the federation meeting we were forced to attend last Friday (two hours after our last class. Boo!). In a show of style and compassion for my rear end, the powers that be decided this meeting would take place in the gym. They pulled down the old-ass wooden bleachers that are more of a safety hazard than anything else. I shouldn't sink two inches when I take a step forward. I'm not that heavy thank you very much.
Anyway, my back started to hurt shortly after my ass completely went numb. I suppose the girl in front of me was having a similar problem. She leaned back and ended up resting against my leg. She didn't move off right away either. I was just sitting there, staring at her wondering WTF? when she turned and looked at me. Because I'm me all I said was "Hello," in a weird accent. She snorted and got off my leg.
After that, I don't remember what she said to prompt this comment, but I ended up saying "as opposed to lounging on my leg?". I guess she thought that she had something to prove after that. She leaned back again and this time, I don't know why, her head wound up between my legs and she was looking up at me with this smirk... who smirks!? My clever retort to that was "And now you're in my lap". Again she snorted and sat up straight (or maybe not so straight?) and happily out of my personal space. I hate when people get in my personal space when they aren't invited! And I wonder why I'm single... really.
In conclusion, I was uncomfortable, she thought it was funny and I don't know what to make of the encounter. When do I ever know what to make of anything? If it's not in a book I won't understand it without several days of pondering it. (For the sake of not starting rumours, this girl had a boyfriend up until recently. Just putting it out there.)
I will now maturely state that: Girls are stupid-faces! eat some Gaviscon and go to bed.