What an awful day today was. This is really just a vent... everything I talk about is sorted out. Went to my health class this morning... got a C- on the midterm. I have no idea how that happened. I studied for a while, but I admit that I put a much higher priority on studying for my calculus exam than this one... but I still thought I would be able to make at LEAST a B. Sigh. Oh well, I still have time to make up for that. So then I go to calculus... and I failed the exam. Absolutely devestated... I've never failed a math test in my life. My heart sunk when I saw that F. I'm really down on myself right now... how am I supposed to teach calculus one day when I'm failing this? Given, it's Calc 2... the most dreaded undergrad math class to ever exist... but still, I don't know. I went to my professor and I left realizing all of my mistakes. Here's to doing better next time? I was doing all the homework fine... getting concepts in class... answering questions... but apparently that's not enough in this class. Crazy. After all that, plus a few hours of lectures, I headed over to the high school to do an observation. Surprise! Teacher wants me to do a lesson. It went very well. I taught how to solve equations involving trigonometic substitutions. I pride myself on knowing trig COLD, so I was able to answer a slew of questions. Now, keep in mind this is NOT the same section as last time. It's still Algebra2/Trig but it's not the honors section. Everything was going great until this one kid decided he wanted to be a smartass and ask irrelevant questions... "why do you write your t's like that?" "why is it called ARCsin?" (okay that one was fun but he didn't care about the answer) "why don't we just write SINE instead of SIN? kind of sacreligious if you ask me". I was getting really annoyed, so I said "If you want to ask any more questions that aren't relevant to understanding this material, please come to me or Mr. K after class." so he says "Wait, I have one more!" and I ask "Is it relevant to this material?" "No but---" "So I said see me or Mr. K after class." So he groans and mutters under his breath "****ing faggot". I thought I heard him say it, so I stopped and looked at him, and saw some of the students looked SHOCKED. So I looked at the teacher and he gave me a look as if to say "Handle it, I'm not here." So I looked at the student and said "Excuse me?" and he said "You heard me. I know you're a faggot." Then I was able to confirm what he said the first time. So, without hesitating, I said sternly "Get your things together." Went to the phone, called security for an escort ASAP. Turned back toward the kid and said "Get out of my classroom. That kind of language is absolutely unacceptable and I will NOT tolerate it. There are kids out there being bullied and killing themselves because of words like that." So he retorts "You can't prove I said it." At that point security came running into the room (talk about ASAP...) and I let them take him. Class erupts into applause. I was sort of shocked. Bell rings. I get back in front of the room and ask the students to wait a minute. I said "I'm very sorry you had to see and hear that. But please understand that that sort of language is extremely hurtful and nobody should tolerate it. I obviously do not." Wished them a good day and sat at my desk. It was 9th period so everyone was leaving. Teacher closed the door and sat next to me. At that point I had my head buried in my hands and started to cry... it was just all so overwhemling. That was the LAST thing I was expecting to happen. I'm part of the lgbt community, and I have friends who have self-harmed and one who attempted suicide because of bullying and their sexuality... and his comment cut right to my heart. Brought me right back to high school. I guess I need to learn to be able to control myself if something like that ever happens again. Teacher told me I did the right thing and I handled it as best as could be expected. He gave me a tissue, told me to clean up, and we headed to the main office to talk to the VP. We explained everything exactly as it happened, and the VP was ******. She actually got up and gave me a hug. She called the kid in and long story short he was suspended. I feel so bad... but I guess it's a necessary evil. I really am so lucky to be placed in this district. I have an amazing "host" teacher and the faculty is incredible and really dedicated to this school. I couldn't be happier here. Phew. Long, long, long day.