Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Kid, see the psychiatrist--Room 604

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill, KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL."

And that? That is how I feel about Special Education and Individual Educationamal Plans and conferences and basically, school.

It's the end of the school year and there are final concerts and special events and field trips and big long term projects. Everything involves more homework, more forms to sign, more children to talk off the ledge. But who's talking me off the ledge? No one. My stress levels have shot through the roof and are now orbiting the earth like a fucking satellite.

If you work at my children's school and call me up today? I'm going to scream at you. Guaranteed.

Kill, kill, KILL, KILL.

On the other hand, the lawn guys are here, which is nice because the yard was starting to look like throw-up. So there's that.


  1. I know, the last month of school is a Perfect Storm of events and meetings and whatnot and I'm just hoping I don't drown.

  2. My neighbor's gardeners are here blowing dreck from my neighbor's yard into my yard. Which makes me wanna kill, kill, KILL.

  3. With your brains and degrees, you really need to look into homeschooling. That way you wouldn't have to put up with all this nonsense, unless you just wanted to schedule conferences with yourself.

  4. I had something to say, but then I started laughing my ass off about that homeschooling comment and now I can't remember what it was. I think it was something along the lines of I FEEL YOUR PAIN.

  5. Today, the last day of exams on this campus, the day before I leave for 5 weeks vacation, my response to just about everybody who called/e.mailed me was: Fine. Just leave me out of it.



  6. Agreed. And thanks for the Arlo.

  7. I love Arlo.

    I hate dealing with bureaucracies, and school bureaucracies in particular. I guess that's why I home school.

    But then you have to deal with your kids talking to you all day. It's a toss-up, isn't it?

  8. Meet ya over on the Group W bench, kid.

  9. Ah the joy and agony of IEP's and 504's and.....

    People with offspring who did not need these, they have NO IDEA.

    I hit the ledge this year when they DID AWAY with the one great program that was keeping my lovely child sane and on track. It has been a bumpy ride since then. Now I am facing college visits and apps with the genius IQ/wounded psych child. I have actually regretted living in an area without any REALLY& high bridges. Cuz I think I would rather hit the water then the pavenment.

  10. And the standardized testing. Because really, what says more about your child than their ability to fill in little circles with a pencil?

  11. I read this many hours ago and have been chuckling about Kill Kill Kill and the group W bench ever since. It's amazing how intact my long term memory is.

    I give a final exam to 150 students tomorrow. Then, I have to grade them.


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