I sit in class teaching humanities.
The kids are wonderful, nice and hardworking.
Except that purple haired kid. Why did I have to go though the hell of having her in my class.
The kids had 4 sessions to finish a mini research task. Easy task not to hard.
After sitting in my chair for the whole session I thought of something.
It was Donald trump.
After having those thoughts I ran out of the classroom and got on a plane.
Then I flew it right into the sun.
