Wasting Away Again...

Taking classes to get things for my teaching certificate is no fun. I'm in one right now, and there are two things that are really sort of ruining the experience for me:

1) There's a woman who wears a flower in her hair. A real one, like she thinks she's in Margaritaville instead of sitting in a classroom at Irmo Middle School.

2) Some of the people think that my name is "Christina."

So you see, clearly, I am miserable. Who could put up with these things?