british disneyland dreams

I'm going crazy. And I'm getting gray hairs. And there are 46 days left of school....but, really, who's counting?

Last night I had busy crazy sleep. I was dreaming for what seemed like all night (and which was probably more like just 20 minutes or so before I woke up) that I was in Disneyland with my mom. And I was talking permanently with a British accent. And the only other people there were all of my students, including ones from Idaho.

The most frustrating thing about the dream, besides the fact that I woke up exhausted from walking around Disneyland all night, was that none of my students remembered me. I would approach them and say (remember, with a British accent), "Don't you remember me? I'm your teacher!" And the student would reply, "Sorry, no, I don't know you."

I also recollect that my mom and I were going on the same ride over and over, the one where you get wet. Over and over. My mom didn't have a British accent and she actually laughed at me when my students didn't remember me. Weird. Strange. Bizarre.

This crazy dream has been in my thoughts all day. I wonder what it means...since, you know, all dreams mean something. I usually dream about my teeth, either they fall out or they break, etc. etc. etc. And those teeth dreams, as I've researched them, have something to do with a fear of loosing your voice (not in the can't produce a sound type of lose), that you fear not being able to express yourself, er something like that.

I kind of think this dream might mean I'm way stressed with my situation (ie, TRAVELING!) and my kids are in the 4th quarter's here, let's just goof off the rest of the year state of mind. And I still have important things to teach them, but they don't care and won't listen and don't pay attention...so they pretend to not know that I'm a teacher. Er, something like that. (Perhaps this is a LARGE stretch!)

And the reason I believe I'm going gray (I haven't found a single gray hair, but expect to wake up any morning soon to find one) is because, well, again, my students are crazy out of control. I'm considering bringing them all candy laced with Benadryl or something tomorrow.

Good news! I submitted the very last yearbook page today and it is officially done! Yay! Now, however, I have to find a way to keep my staff occupied for the next 46 days. I am basically just having them do the same assignments that my journalism staff is doing, but they are all complaining to me, "The yearbook is done, we're done, we shouldn't have to work!" And I laugh at them because that's just a silly thought.

Tomorrow I take the big ESL final extrodinare! It's gonna be a cake walk (at least that is what I'm forcing myself to believe). After this class is over I will have just one more online portion of the endorsement and then I will have 17 credits to put toward a lane change (which equals more $$) AND I will be ESL endorsed. Nice.

After the test tomorrow I'm going to watch the school musical, Lil' Abner. I've been watching them during rehearsals to take pictures for yearbook pages and I'm excited to see the final product. They've worked hard!

We went shopping tonight and I found yet another darling Target t-shirt that I fell in love with. It had daisies on it. My favorite. How could I pass up a daisy t-shirt. We also found daisy plates and cups, but Ben didn't allow me to go that far, which is a good thing!!