Depressing thoughts

I was hungry, but I'm advised not to buy from most street vendors. Instead, I got two packets of chips that each lasted about two minutes. The bags will last upwards of two hundred years.

I spent the entire day fighting with my students, hauling them down along roads of literacy they did not want to go. Math test, English grammar drill, arts-and-fucking-crafts. And then again in tutoring. No wonder they've mostly stopped coming. These kids don't want to put up with me any longer than they have to.

Ffffffff, still hungry.