I hate blackboards.

I truly hate blackboards. I hate the sound they make and I hate trying to write on them. The chalk keeps breaking off in my hand. It's like Clarke Kent trying to use a mobile phone... surely he crushes the thing every time he presses a button. I mean he's a guy who can stop a speeding Boeing 747. He'd have to show some incredible restraint when shaking someone's hand. Wouldn't his hand feel like rock? And how does he hide that cape? I think it'd bunch up behind his shirt. He'd look like a hunchback. Of course no one recognised Clarke as Superman... "Ol' hunchback Clarke we call him in the office, yeah sure he looks like Superman but the guys a freakin' hunchback. Deformed bastard!"

So yeah, I much prefer a whiteboard except that the pens dry up so quickly. I still can't write neatly like that. There should have been sign writing classes at uni. My board writing looks retarded. Still, other teachers seem to be able to do it.. sigh. "That freakin' Mr B.. can't even write straight; deformed bastard."

School sux. Yeah ok ok, we get lots of holidays and a decentish pay. But, flip, I don't seem to be able to turn off. Marking everynight, paperwork, journaling the bad behaviour, planning tomorrow's lessons, thinking up ways to keep them from going feral, playing mind games with the evil ones. It's my job to educate these kids before they turn into homeless street punks. I KNOW I"ve got potential supervillains in my classroom.

I'm tired and I want to watch LOST and go to bed without worring about the next day. I want to watch Prison Break without Imagining the brats in my class ending up in there. Sadly, I actually want one of my students in there. Some of them already think they are. I gotta relax in the classroom more I think. I can't take it too personally when kids fail my exams. Perhaps I should just make my exams easier... good idea.

• Play ground duty sux.
• Wet weather lunches are depressing as hell
• Parents and their carpark mafias... grrrr
• Staff meetings are truly boring

Actually, I'm being negative because there are heaps of good things about teaching. I'll talk about them next time. I doubt I'll get any sympathy from this blog... just eye-rolling. I deserve that. Whinging is much more fun than goo goo ga ga perky praising.