a day in the life of... a school marm

So im not actually a school marm i just feel like one lately here is a day in the life of drea i hope it doesnt put y'all to sleep

5:45- alarm goes off throw phone across the room and go back to sleep (mmmm sleep)
6:15 wake up, realize have to leave for work in five mins and still havent showered (shit!)
6:30 get out of shower head out door
6:32 realize need keys to start car, begin daily search for keys that are always on top of book shelf or in computer bag.
6:35 locate keys reassemble phone and bolt out door into car and tear down street.
6:40 merge onto freeway realize people in front of you dont know how to merge.
6:41 motherfucker's using his breaks and im going 85 (holyyyyyyy shit).
6:42 is that a cop behind me (its ok cause hes going faster right?)
6:43 two mins to get to work go faster. ( its ok if i'm late cause im the boss now?)
6:55 pull into parking lot at same time as first parent (so im techinicaly not late)
7:00 kids start comiing in
7:01 alex begins his daily "miss andrea im crying cause i'm sick/hurt/homesick/etc" routine (which would be fine if he were five but he's in the fifth grade and is like 10 already)
7:20 take kids to breakfast fight with evil lunchlady about right to be there
7:25 ignore day dreams about decking the bitch and just take kids back to class.
7:26 "miss andrea i need the bathroom"
7:31 "miss andrea i need the bathroom"
7:50 school bell rings (yay im free)
7:51 first off-track kids come in (Doh!)
8:00 - 10:00 do projects seperate fights daydream about adult conversation and jamaica and a strawberry daquri(and a mojito, and a mai tai, and a margarita...) .
10:00 prepare snack
10:30 stand in awe of children while scraping peanut butter off the wall and wondering how it got there from the opposite end of the room.
11:00 cant stand it any more go online on abused and vengful phone in search of adult contact. talk to domenick
11:01 feel guilt radiating across city for talking to domenick.
11:50 take kids to lunch fight with evil lunchlady again decide shes only angry because she is not as pretty and must not have any friends.
12:15 stand in awe while pulling coleslaw out of ambers hair... again
12:20 hi rikki your here well bye now gotta go (bolt out of door)
12:21 ahhhhh silence
12:21 speed across town to eat lunch at home.
12:35 walk into room and stare longingly at bed
12:40 pace around bed
12:45- 1:35 decide much better to go to lindseys store for lunch hour as less chance of sleeping in.
1:36 deal with idiots trying to get on freeway again.(dont you need to learn to merge to get your licence?)
1:50 arrive at school for after school program
1:55 "miss andrea i need the bathroom"
2:00 " miss andrea i need the bathroom"
2:03 "miss andrea i need the bathroom" (alright already lets just take the whole class to the bathroom, cause that would be smart right)
2:13 "miss andrea i need to go again." (argh!!!!!)
2:20- 5:30 deal fights and "hes touching me!/hes in my bubble/ he took my crayon/ she kicked me/ she's not touching me/ i cant sit there she has cooties" and the crazy parents who are whinier than the kids "cant you stay open later/ i dont have to pay late fees i wrote the check yesterday/ susie couldnt have done that she's an angel" (as the kids fucking up to it again behind moms back)
5:30 Michael Atma walks in (suddenly jamaica isn't as nice)
5:45 say goodbye and wipe drool off of desk
6:00 Woo Who! i'm free
6:30 get home stare longingly at bed
6:35 go with lindsey to dinner
7:30 i should do my home work (blog)
8:00 i should do my homework (check e-mail)
8:05 no email no one loves me (do homework)
10:00 where the fuck did my evening go? (read)
11:00 hmmm i should go to bed but im not tired (work on the book)
12:30 i should go to sleep
12:45 i should go to sleep
1:00 i should be asleep
1:30 mmmm sleep
5:45 mother-fucking-two-balled-bitch (see drea, see drea cry, see drea pitch phone across room)

so im boring and this really doesnt change from day to day me and lindsey went out to goth night at the gay club but it was kind of a bust, there wasnt really that many people there (its still early in the semester and people care about going to class.) but i had fun cause i had on a pretty little strapless number and i was all dolled up 50's style and i was hot. (and i hadnt been out of the house in a really long time so really anything was wonderful). i dont reccomend anyone become a school marm. its dull, its beyond dull its mundane.