Ramblings, Comments, and Pure Fluff

Insecure and Unfair Fighting Tactics

2005-11-26T12:31:35Z

I got sucked into another co-dependent relationship recently and got burned. I got a really nasty response to a comment I left in another LJ and got ye ole blockaroo from posting again. Heh. The thing that rots my socks is not that people are seriously pissed at me (for some legitimate reasons, I will admit), but I was not given the benefit of telling my side of the story and a chance to explain my actions. It's frustrating.

I blame Dr. Phil.

Nah, it's my fault for caring about someone I obviously had no business caring about.

Insecure guys in long distance relationships are bad news. Lesson learned and moving on. This is in here in case the long distance girlfriend is checking in here as I was in hers to see what the hell was up with her moody-assed boyfriend.

Sigh, someone roll the credits, crank up the Hammond organ music, and advertise soap powder . . . pronto.b

Fake Teacher

2005-11-24T21:20:10Z

I am doing my practice teaching at the elementary school I attended from 1977-1981 and I love it! This is exactly what I am supposed to be doing and I am so glad I am back in this school for my final year. It's quite literally my dream school. I can see my old house from the windows by the stairs and my French teacher is still there.

I made a mental note today to call my brother to let him know I smelled a school fart (you know what it is, c'mon), and that they still use that green powder stuff on vomit. Haha.

I had an awful time last year my first time out and it's so refreshing feeling good about my career choice if but for once in this journey I have been on.

Visa sent me to collection though so getting a car and a house after I graduate will be a fucking bear now. Cripes!

Bonsai

2005-10-18T17:18:44Z

My camera is packed after move # 6754431 in my life. Otherwise, I'd do a side-by-side with my userpic there and the wee tree I found in the dump N run a couple weeks ago. It was just lying there in one of those peat starters and was pretty established with a root system. I brought it home and planted it in an old pot I got in one of those mini Bonsai kits they sell at the book store. I purchased what I thougt was another kit but instead was only the copper wire, a book, and a clay bearded Japanese guy in a blue robe. I have no idea what I am doing and with my luck, I have picked up a cat spruce, but it's all bent into a cool shape and not brown. Here's hoping!

I was at the pile of garbage scoping out an exercise bike. It was the colour of a rotton avacado and had a speedometer. A pal was digging around in the pile with the grill and plastic lawn table and offered to hold onto it until I could find a way to bring it back to the bachelorette pad. I came back to get it and found that the weight of it coupled with the fact it would eventually become a clothes hanger made me chuck it back onto the pile. My pal told me a chubby kid came along and got it later that night before the garbage trucks arrived. I'm glad it didn't end up in the dump and I am sure it will be put to better use than I would have done. It clashed with my decor anyway.

Back To Bloggin

2005-10-18T17:05:09Z

I had a similar username and kept forgetting the password. The email I attached it to is now defunct and I really had nothing to write about anyway. Any comments were added anonymously and then I forgot all about the space.
I still have nothing really to write about but have found myself observing things that would have been so suited for this journal. It would be great if I could think of them now, eh?

I have six months of school left of a seven year stint. I am at the point of rejoicing at the prospect of finishing and at the same time am terrified as all get out. It's like the ending of The Graduate -- I found it really sad and scary. What next?
People keep telling me how rich I am going to be and all the material goods I will be able to hoard and stockpile. Um hi, I am going to be in debt up to my eyeballs and have no idea what the fick. It's scary. I am thus a bit of an emotional wroeck these days as the month of May 2006 rolls around faster than I can believe some days. I'll at least have an employable piece of paper hanging on my wall next to my bill basket full of overdues and late notices. I heart you life.

The East Coast is flooding.