Hot Bass Player...

I think it's just not going to work out with the hot bass player. I had to call him a few weeks ago because, in addition to being an educatior, I clean this super huge building on the weekends. Apparently they recently put in an alarm system and no one told me about that so I opened the building, heard the system beeping and after 30 seconds of me trying to figure out the code, the alarm started going off. I called Hot Bass Player because he knows a guy who knew the code. It all worked out AND Hot Bass Player got my phone number. So we've been texting a few times a week...nothing amazing and nothing really that spectacular. Tonight he sent me a message asking about my week. I told him it has been horrible because really, it has been. Moral of the story? He's a little too focused on himself I think and that's just annoying.

Speaking of this week, I'm glad it's almost over. I feel better tonight but that's mostly because we had a half day (with meetings in the afternoon) and Crazy Pants left 1 hour early. It's amazing how much better I feel when he's not there. I know I have some other difficult students in my classroom but they all seem to pale in comparison to this kid. Today, during lunch, I had to stand with him because he was being ridiculous and after I finally got him to calm down and follow directions, I walked upstairs and said to myself, "I hate this and I want out" and I really did. I can't keep having days like this. I can't keep being a part of this roller coaster called his attitude and mood and behavior. And even when I try my hardest not to be a part of that, I end up somehow doing something. He'll sing until he gets so loud that nothing is being accomplished. I don't yell...at least not out loud. But talking calmly doesn't work either. I hate my job because of him. I do my best to cover it up but my kids have to notice. I'm sure I've rolled my eyes or clenched my fists or rubbed my head one to many times for them to not have any clue how I feel. If something doesn't change...well...that's just not an option. Something HAS to change. I have a meeting with his parents tomorrow and I'm hoping they will agree to some or at least one of my ideas for improvement. I can't keep living like this and actually like living. And now that Hot Bass Player doesn't really seem that cool, i'm even more sad.