If I Can Only Hold On Until 4...Will Confusia Be on the News?

Dearest Confusia,

I am sitting in my classroom right now imagining things like wild dogs running in and ripping me into pieces and a tornado coming through and taking me to sweet oblivion. I finally decided yesterday that if I didn't take Friday off I might do something crazy. Here's the situation I find myself in...
Of course, I have to work at the Warehouse on Friday night. That's the norm. However, they put me on the schedule to work Saturday during the day. That normally wouldn't be a problem, but Sunday is the day of Rachel's shower. My plan was to use Saturday to get all the preparation for her shower finished, but now I have NO time on Saturday because I'll be working from 10 to 8. Good times! So I just decided that I would take off Friday from school and try to get it all done then. It calmed me down considerably. Before that, I seriously thought that I would hurt myself or someone else if I had to be here on Friday. The stress of all of this shit, end of the school year, showers, weddings, etc. is just getting to me.
So how are you doing?
Love, Terps
Dear Terps,
I may end up on the news by the end of the day. That's how I'm doing. My Principal decided that he wanted to move my classroom before the end of the year so that it wouldn't be waiting when we got back. The teacher in the class who I was told to switch with is a long-term sub. I didn't know the move was happening this week until some men showed up yesterday to take out cabinets. Guess who had to get all her stuff packed up right then? Oh yea! Today was the big moving day. The ten alternative kids I've got are my little movers. So the principal was working in my old room. the VP and I were working in the room I'm moving to...In between, all the kids with behavioral problems are running amok with beakers, chairs, desks, books, paper, etc. The other teachers are glaring at me. All of my stuff is in buckets, plastic bags, and boxes being shuttled by juvenile fucking delinquents while some of the kids are finishing their TAKS tests. To say that I'm a little worn out and homicidal right now is an understatement...If one of these kids asks me the same damn question I've already answered 6 times ONE MORE TIME!!! I am going to go ape shit, for real!!! I have these kids one more day, and if I can get through tomorrow without getting fired, it will be a testament to my patience and self-control. I also want to put a sign on the door to my room that says the following: IF YOU KNOCK ON MY DOOR ONE MORE TIME, I WILL BREAK YOUR GODDAMN FINGERS OFF AND RUN THEM THROUGH THE SHREDDER WHILE YOU CRY AND BLEED. Do you think that would be clear enough? Seriously, today is shitty. I'm looking around at all my stuff stuck on cabinets, everything out of order, and I'm like, "Why now? Why today? "
Love, Confusia
THat's IT! I just marched a kid down to the office. I walked into the principal's office, and said, "Please don't let this kid come back tomorrow. I cannot vouch for my actions. I'm about to lose it. I will PAY you to send that kid home!!! For the love of GOD, do NOT let him come back tomorrow!!"
I think they understood because they're about to call home. I will call in sick or go home sick, I swear ! I cannot deal with that little bastard one more day! Seriously.
Love, Confusia who is about to drop kick that little shit.