OH GOOD LORD, NO!!!!

What if my high school put me in charge of the school? Oh good lord, the school would be a mess!!!!! I can barely keep up with the problems in my own life! How am I supposed to take on 2600 students problems as well as a 35 year old building with problems galore?!? Dear lord, it would be my own personal hell.

First of all, the building is 35 or more years old. Let's just say that the main part of the building is in an ok condition. When it rains, there are leaks in some classrooms and if you are unfortunate enough, you will have picked the wrong seat to sit in that day. The building would be my first project to fix about the school. I wish I could just tear the whole decrepit thing down, but that's unrealistic. I would start with one section of the main building first, and house those classes in that part of the building in temporary trailers somewhere else on campus. And I would go through the building part by part like that until the whole main building was finished. The reason I say main building is because there are two other halls not connected to the main building or each other and they are fairly new and updated, they would be fine and need no repairs. The second part of the remodelling would have to be the gym. All it is is a gigantic building with bleaches, a crappy wooden stage (that can't hold theatre productions), and basketball courts. I would turn the whole structure into a combo of gym/auditorium for the various organizations to use.

The problems with the buildings would solve the problems of overcrowding because of course I would have add expansion ideas into the whole remodeling plans. But handling students is not my area of greatness. I guess I would have to leave the students problems and concerns in the hands of my assistent principal and guidence counselors. I mean its not like the vice principal has any purpose except to remind the actual principal that he is mortal and is capable of being sick or dead. Now don't get me wrong. I would handle things if everything got out of control, and it would be handled with an iron fist. I don't let anybody walk over me and I certainly don't tolerate disrespect.

I hope to God that I NEVER have to run a school and if by some means I am ever in charge of a school, I hope there is a nuthouse around because that's probably where I will end up after the first year!

Nostalgic Moment

I remember when I was a kid that I was super jealous of my sister (who is only two years older than me) for getting to ride the bus to school for the first time. I wasn't even in school at the time but I was so mad that she got to ride the bus and I didn't! I had this misconcieved conception that on the bus there were mirror vanities (the kind you see in backstage dressing rooms) with makeup kits for all the girls to use. Where I got this idea from totally baffles me! However I thought that she was going to get to get all dolled up and I was bummed that I wasn't going to get to play makeover with her. You have to understand that I was never a real girly girl when I was a kid. That stage didn't kick in until I was a junior in high school, but I still have my non-girly moments these days too. Back on to subject though. When my sister got home that day, I glared at her and said "so how was the bus today?" and not in a friendly voice either. She said it had been fine and boring. I asked confused, "well didn't you use the makeup and mirrors they have on the busses for you to use?" She laughed at me and said "what the heck are you talking about? There's no mirrors or makeup on the school bus. Just a bunch of seats and kids that are going to school."

Now, where could I have come up with this odd idea about school busses? To this day, I still can't tell you! All I know is that a couple of years after that, I had to ride the bus, and let me tell you, I was TOTALLY WRONG about busses. The closest thing to a mirror on the bus was the one the driver used to look out the back and to yell at the kid who was always being a PITA (an acronym for pain in the....i think you get it). But I still laugh about my odd little misconceptions I had as a child. Its funny how something so simple as an idea can stay with you for decades.