I don’t wanna wait for our lives to be over

I’m becoming Ross Geller in my old age!

Do you remember the episode of Friends when Ross bunks up with Chandler and Joey? At first it’s fun—playing cowboys and Indians in a fort must be the male equivalent to chocolate and, well, old episodes of Friends at a girly gathering. 😉

But the good times didn’t last. Ross had work to do, and his obsessive need for silence (and that annoying hand motion/facial expression combination) drove Chandler and Joey to playing foosball in Joey’s bedroom. Even then they couldn’t escape Ross’s reprimand.

In my fourth day of substitute teaching, I encountered rowdier classes and a more cavalier attitude toward schoolwork. And as they refused to write their papers, I found myself morphing into Ross, pairing pleas of “settle down!” with that obnoxious hand motion.

But as those classes were mostly boys who proclaimed “there is a God! I’m going to church on Sunday!” after discovering that I was their sub… I’m fairly confident that they forgave me.

Now, if only my seventh graders will be so lax…


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7 Responses to I don’t wanna wait for our lives to be over

  1. TallyPhil

    where’d you teach? And I talked with H to the E to the Ather…Tally welcomes you with open arms.

  2. ryan

    just wanna let you know that you are the only blog i read–in fact i just started reading yours..most peoples blogs i find uninteresting…but not yours, you are overwhelmingly interesting and your cute so that doesnt hurt either.

  3. Carla Jean

    hahahahaaha… thanks, Ryan. But who ARE you? How did you find my blog?

  4. wait until you suggest they play


  5. Joyce

    just wanted to let you know that I love ya! And I think your pretty cute too 😉

  6. Hehehe. I’m sure you’re the “sexy” substitute teacher!

  7. Joanna (Schnippert) Perroux


    It is Joanna Schnippert, i just found you through one of the alumni sites…. just droping a line to see how you are doing. feel free to write me back.

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