curb stomping

is what I wanted to do to my students last night. They got the best of me. I admit it. They made me cry but luckily I pull off a good "mad" face until I get out of the room and lose it, cause it would be all over for me if they had seen me cry. They fought tooth and nail against me ALL DAMN NIGHT for two hours straight, and when I was at the END of my rope, they left a goddamn dead huge beetle on my desk. Sad to say, but a beetle was the straw that broke the karna's back. The officers kicked them out for the night. Tonight they apologized in their felon way..."you know we were just fuckin with ya right? We didn't mean to make you mad, we were fuckin with ya". Haha. That's the best apology I could hope for out of them so I am happy.