Ah. Breath in. Count to ten. And chant uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
ZEN!!!!! Where are you? Why can't I find my inner goddess?????? Have I lost my Karma? And where are my crystal bowl?????
Nah.
I enjoy my playlist, mark some papers and let my frustration transfer towards lack of inversion, adjectives and other interlanguage mistakes. And then the sweetest bit of it all. I can play the almighty judge and put an E or D on the students' papers. Who said I have to use the whole scale?