*whine whine whine* I’M SO SICK OF GRADING.
And there are a bunch of gardeners at work outside, plus the guys doing construction and using a bandsaw at the house behind mine. And the only thing saving my sanity with these tests was the fresh air I was getting outside. But now it’s SO. LOUD.
I just wish I didn’t feel like every one of these tests was like a punch to the gut. Because so many of these kids made mistakes that just make me think… did you listen to a thing I said all semester? And if not, then what was the point? Just… ARGH.
I hate final exams.
ETA: BAHAHAHAHA. THEY’RE OUR GARDENERS. Fuck. Me. *headdesk*