The best class of the day is Teacher's Aide, because it consists of me doing a whole lot of nothing. I occasionally grade papers, read over the sophomores' incredibly terrible editorials, and spend most of my time working on whatever writing project I've condemned myself to at the time. Seriously, if I read one more poorly contructed paper about why Jesus hates Obama I'm going to shank a kid. Besides the idiocy, it rules, and I'm actually sitting at my Mr. B's desk at this very moment, listening to him trying to come up with a project that won't be a total flop. Teachers really lack tact, but it's hard to tell one that they're going in the wrong direction without coming across as a bitch. Ah, well, ya know...