All week I've been forbidding students to go to the bathroom. It's been a major hassle, and it all blew up in my general class, when a student just left. I called the VP and we settled it that way. But it took me until this afternoon to realize that I was operating under SuperTeacher's paradigm, not my own. I don't give a fuck if they go to the washroom in the middle of class. I really don't. But SuperTeacher's nagging so imprinted me that I've been making everyone miserable.

Oh well. Live & learn. I've already eased up on my last period class; tomorrow I'll announce to this one and my homeroom that we're through the test phase, and now that I know they can be trusted, I'll let them go as long as they don't abuse it. I suppose if I spin it right, it'll look planned.

Sigh. I've been cracking the whip to no good purpose. Just look at what I've become.

3 years ago today: kleenex takes rook