It's come to this

There are five more days in school.

Every year, at the end of May, I (along with teachers everywhere) mutter these words:

Holy $h!t we are NOT GOING TO MAKE IT!

My class is being so challenging lately, and constantly at each other's throats, so I had no choice to pull this baby out today right before lunch.




 And for the rest of the day, we told each other "worry bout yousewf!"