For the Love...

Dearest Confusia,
I have to be honest with you. As much as I am so glad that today is the last day until vacation, I am so dreading it because I know it will be a complete and total cluster fuck. This is just one of the things about today that reminds me what a nightmare the school system is. We got an email two weeks ago EXPLICITLY reminding us that today is a SCHOOL DAY and should be treating as one. The students should be engaged in learning activities in every class, blah, blah, blah. Well, yesterday we got one saying that are grades are dur by 8:00 AM. That means they are due right now. So, despite the fact that today is a school day, we can't expect the kids to do anything we might want to take a grade on? WTF? I went to my attendance clerk and told her that I have students turning in projects all the way until 3:55 this afternoon and there was no way I could have my grades done by 8, unless they want me to give everyone incompletes and then go back and change the grades later. WTF? Seriously. Oh, and I have lots of other shit to bitch about, but I haven't the time right now. Later....I promise.
Terps
Ok, I shall continue. We were told that we didn't have to come into work tomorrow if we had everything done by the end of the day today. Well, clearly if we have all of our grades in by 8 this morning (haha) then we shouldn't have anything left to do, right? So all in all it seems like a good gig. We don't have to work tomorrow. But wait...there's more. Turns out that we have a meeting after school in which we have to go over every single student, one by one, and determing if she needs to be on a contract, if she is doing fine on her own, or if we need to go through the dismissal process. REALLY? Every girl? Do you have any idea how long that'll take? I have a guess....FOREVER!
Wow, that really blows. We actually have school today and tomorrow with no early dismissal. That blows, too. I got a call from Confusia, Jr.'s school this morning asking me why she was absent today. Only problem, I dropped her off at school today. She decided to leave with this little male heathen she thinks is her boyfriend. I asked them to transfer me to the campus policeman. I spoke with him, telling him he might want to run by my house to see if they were there, and if they were to just put the fear of God into them. He laughed and said he would. I got a call back a bit later saying he'd found them. Confusia, Jr. doesn't know what kind of hell her life will be tonight, I guarantee you. I am beyond pissed at her. She said, "But we weren't doing anything." Like that makes it all okay. Like skipping school with some little asshole is alright because they weren't "doing anything". Where's my proof of that, anyway? I'm not kidding. She is in for a seriously UNGODLY amount of shit from me when I get him. She only thought getting reamed over the phone in her AP's office was uncomfortable. Why doesn't CPS allow torture? That's my question for today. Teenagers suck ass...
-Confusia