today is christmas eve and i had a very odd dream last night. so a bunch of people and i were in vancouver. it was all the orginal sc crew. before stupid things started being said and friends started disowning each other. anyway it was christmas eve in my dream and all of us were on the bus trying to get home for christmas. but well catching the last cty bus to the ferry. i saw this one very dirty and extreamly young skinny lady put a five year old girl on the bus. she bent down to the girl and said "stay on this bus till you get to the final stop, then get on the ferry. your dad will pick you up on the other side". then the mother (who looked like a hooker in all honesy in my dream) got off the bus.
my friend karebear was sitting beside me on the bus and made some comment about not likeing kids and being dissapointed that we had to sit beside one during the whole bus ride to the ferry. i on the other hand was wondering what kind of mother would just ditch her child on the bus heading to the ferry well going downtown vancouver. (like i said this was an odd dream). during the bus ride in my dream i sat beside this child during most of the ride. and played with her, and amused her. then we got to the ferry. but well still on the bus. i realized that the girl did not have her shoes on. and all my friends had run off the bus without in a rush to get tickets for the most recent ferry. i quickly helped the girl put on her shoes and grab her backpack. then asked her were her jacket was, considering it is winter and she would be cold and all. The girl said that she did not have a jacket. i mumbled something under my breath about bad parenting i do not remember what it was.
i then told the girl that we would have to get off the bus and walk iver and buy some tickets to get on the ferry. when we finaly got to the booth. i asked the girl where the money was that her mom gave her to get on the ferry?. she surched her pockets and backpack and said that her mom must have not given her money cause there was none there. so i pulled out my visa and paid for both of us. thinking im not going to ditch a child at the ferry terminal cause either A) she lost her money or B) mostlikley her mom did not give her money in the first place.
i was also thinking in my dream well this was happening that there was a chance that sence she is meeting her father on the other side he could maybe pay me back for the ferry ticket. the next thing i know in my dream i hear someone yell "stop police". then i get arrested in my dream cause apperently the girl on the bus was kidnapped and was missing. and the police in my dream think that i kidnapped her.
then after being cuffed i wake up from this dream..
it was weird. what the hell was that dream saying?
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
update
yay winter break i am done my exams!!! i desperatly need a break. the sad thing is yes i am very exsited about christmas but thats not what im most exsited about. what im most exsited about is the fact that i get to sleep in more now. no more waking up at 6:50am to bus into victoria till january 6th.
its funny. their are about 8 presents under the three right now, and all of them are from me. i think its because im the person who likes to put the presents that i buy under the tree right away it makes the room look more christmasy, well my parents like to wait till it is even closer till christmas to put them under the tree.
today was also my last day at this practicum, i felt sad leaving. all the children in the practicum ended up singing me a good bye song. im going to miss them. also the my sponser educators gave me a christmas card and huged me good bye. they said if when i graduate i ever need refurances to get a job i am more then welcome to use their name, and that i am also more then welcome to come and visit them anytime as long as i am not to busy with school and my other practicum.
i also found out that when i graduate with ecce here it transfurs perfectly to be an ecce in england. so if i wanted i could go and work in england for a year. i think this would be really cool. The way that this degree works is after two years and graduating you get your licence to practice. then you have a year to get a cirten number of hours done, you need to get these hours done to keep your licence and also to get the licence to run your own preschool. i was thinking you know instead of staying here i could go and get thoes hours in another country that would be cool. i was orginally thinking when i graduate i would go volunteer in an orphanage in another country but i dont think that counts for the actual hours i will need to get unfrotinitly. so i have to work for a year. and if i do that i might as well go work in another country. i am thinking of seeing if it is the same in scotland. because the uk is pretty the same from what i know. it would be realy cool to go and get an appartment and work in scotland for a year as a preschool teacher and then come back if that was possible.
also addy, if i did that then i would be in the uk around the same time you would because we graduate the same year, you would be in the navy and i would be teaching little children. funny. although you will be able to stay and i would be going back home in a year.
so this is what im thinking, it would be cool.
this is all thats new with me. im glad i get a break
its funny. their are about 8 presents under the three right now, and all of them are from me. i think its because im the person who likes to put the presents that i buy under the tree right away it makes the room look more christmasy, well my parents like to wait till it is even closer till christmas to put them under the tree.
today was also my last day at this practicum, i felt sad leaving. all the children in the practicum ended up singing me a good bye song. im going to miss them. also the my sponser educators gave me a christmas card and huged me good bye. they said if when i graduate i ever need refurances to get a job i am more then welcome to use their name, and that i am also more then welcome to come and visit them anytime as long as i am not to busy with school and my other practicum.
i also found out that when i graduate with ecce here it transfurs perfectly to be an ecce in england. so if i wanted i could go and work in england for a year. i think this would be really cool. The way that this degree works is after two years and graduating you get your licence to practice. then you have a year to get a cirten number of hours done, you need to get these hours done to keep your licence and also to get the licence to run your own preschool. i was thinking you know instead of staying here i could go and get thoes hours in another country that would be cool. i was orginally thinking when i graduate i would go volunteer in an orphanage in another country but i dont think that counts for the actual hours i will need to get unfrotinitly. so i have to work for a year. and if i do that i might as well go work in another country. i am thinking of seeing if it is the same in scotland. because the uk is pretty the same from what i know. it would be realy cool to go and get an appartment and work in scotland for a year as a preschool teacher and then come back if that was possible.
also addy, if i did that then i would be in the uk around the same time you would because we graduate the same year, you would be in the navy and i would be teaching little children. funny. although you will be able to stay and i would be going back home in a year.
so this is what im thinking, it would be cool.
this is all thats new with me. im glad i get a break
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
agg, preschool stories
a story from a preschool. due to confidentiality i cannot say actual names or the place but i can do enitails.
so there is this boy ill call him x. and another boy in the preschool ill call him y. so x is new to the preschoo. he is a nice boy, a little quiet but his one challange is that he does not know how to express himself when people are buging him or getting in his way so he will push or hit them. We are working on getting him to use his words and he is honestly getting better there are less hittings and shoving happening in the preschool and more space sharing and all around friendly ness.
then there is boy y. boy y is an only child, clearly spoiled. and if i was not supposed to be more professional when working with children i would call him a brat. he has thrown his food around, spat gum on the floor (i dont know why his parents gave him gum) and likes to have lots of attention. he actually pulled his penis out of his pants the other day and ran up to children yelling look at me, which ill admit was a little bit funny but still.
anyway. so y and x are playing today and i am watching them but then this little girl got pant all over her hands and i had to help her go to the bathroom and wash her hands. when im done helping her and we come out of the bathroom y comes running up to me saying that x has hit him. so i go up to x and i talk with him i explain how we are not going to hit our friends because preschoo is a safe place. x says he did not hit y. i dont know what to say at this point becasue i did not actually see anyone hit the other person, but x is a hitter and a pusher. so i have a talk about making a friend feel better, and how we dont hurt our friends. x apologises and y smiles and walks off.
then later in the day i see y running through the class room with siccors waving them around well he runs. i see him doing it and i take his hands crouch down to his eye level and explain how its not safe to run with siccors. y looks and me and yells "x did it". it is at this point after i talk with my sponser educator that i learn that y has been tatleing on x all day for things that x has not doen, but its a way for y to get attention. becasue he has picked up on the fact that x has been hitting people and y can blame him for things.
i feel bad for most of the practicum after that. cause i remeber what it is like to be a kid who gets accused for something i did not do, and how much it sucked when the teacher did not belive. and then i just did that exsact thing. but i also understand how it is hard to see everything. but still, x apologized when he did not have to becasue y was pointing fingers and i belived y.
dang.
so there is this boy ill call him x. and another boy in the preschool ill call him y. so x is new to the preschoo. he is a nice boy, a little quiet but his one challange is that he does not know how to express himself when people are buging him or getting in his way so he will push or hit them. We are working on getting him to use his words and he is honestly getting better there are less hittings and shoving happening in the preschool and more space sharing and all around friendly ness.
then there is boy y. boy y is an only child, clearly spoiled. and if i was not supposed to be more professional when working with children i would call him a brat. he has thrown his food around, spat gum on the floor (i dont know why his parents gave him gum) and likes to have lots of attention. he actually pulled his penis out of his pants the other day and ran up to children yelling look at me, which ill admit was a little bit funny but still.
anyway. so y and x are playing today and i am watching them but then this little girl got pant all over her hands and i had to help her go to the bathroom and wash her hands. when im done helping her and we come out of the bathroom y comes running up to me saying that x has hit him. so i go up to x and i talk with him i explain how we are not going to hit our friends because preschoo is a safe place. x says he did not hit y. i dont know what to say at this point becasue i did not actually see anyone hit the other person, but x is a hitter and a pusher. so i have a talk about making a friend feel better, and how we dont hurt our friends. x apologises and y smiles and walks off.
then later in the day i see y running through the class room with siccors waving them around well he runs. i see him doing it and i take his hands crouch down to his eye level and explain how its not safe to run with siccors. y looks and me and yells "x did it". it is at this point after i talk with my sponser educator that i learn that y has been tatleing on x all day for things that x has not doen, but its a way for y to get attention. becasue he has picked up on the fact that x has been hitting people and y can blame him for things.
i feel bad for most of the practicum after that. cause i remeber what it is like to be a kid who gets accused for something i did not do, and how much it sucked when the teacher did not belive. and then i just did that exsact thing. but i also understand how it is hard to see everything. but still, x apologized when he did not have to becasue y was pointing fingers and i belived y.
dang.
Monday, December 07, 2009
its time for a less depressing blog. so update. that class where i got a bad mark i got a test back from it and got 100% on the test im going to say that, that is fucking awesome. christmas is getting closer and i am still a little kid and am getting exsited. as for shopping i have so far bought some friends presents, my dad a present but im getting him another, my mom a present but im spliting that one with mark and i want one to be just from me so im getting another, and one for mark and if i can find something else that looks interesting to him then i will buy him a second present also. oh oh and today i got a ginger bread house and i am totaly setting it up on wednesday that should be fun.
and i convinced my mom that we need to go and get a christmas tree this weekend so we will be doing that, and i really wanna put more decorations up to make that house more awesome.
im also hopeing that i will be the one who gets to set up the manger this year, cause my dad sets it up wrong when he does it. he puts the animals outside the manger and the people in, when the people are clearly supposed to be outside and the animals in. i mean common a women shows up to a barn to give birth they are not going to kick all the animals out in time before she goes into agonizing labour. her screams might scare them out, but i am sure animals have heard weirder things in their life time.
so hopefully more chrstmas things will be set up, winter break starts soon this is my last week of school for this semester it makes me ever so happy, i mean i am enjoying my classes but i really could use a break. im also going to tell my boss that i dont want extra hours because like i said i need a break, i hate going strait from fulltime school onto full time work it makes me so tired and stressed. i actually stated developing an eye twitch in the summer i was getting so tired and stressed from always working especially right after school. i think i hid it pretty well and it disapeared right after i went to san fransico on vaction. started to come back in the begining of the school year and shows up every once and a while but not that much and i hope that it stays that way.
that is why i need a break, and christmas with good friedns and awesome family is the perfect way for me to get a break.
merry christmas everyone
and i convinced my mom that we need to go and get a christmas tree this weekend so we will be doing that, and i really wanna put more decorations up to make that house more awesome.
im also hopeing that i will be the one who gets to set up the manger this year, cause my dad sets it up wrong when he does it. he puts the animals outside the manger and the people in, when the people are clearly supposed to be outside and the animals in. i mean common a women shows up to a barn to give birth they are not going to kick all the animals out in time before she goes into agonizing labour. her screams might scare them out, but i am sure animals have heard weirder things in their life time.
so hopefully more chrstmas things will be set up, winter break starts soon this is my last week of school for this semester it makes me ever so happy, i mean i am enjoying my classes but i really could use a break. im also going to tell my boss that i dont want extra hours because like i said i need a break, i hate going strait from fulltime school onto full time work it makes me so tired and stressed. i actually stated developing an eye twitch in the summer i was getting so tired and stressed from always working especially right after school. i think i hid it pretty well and it disapeared right after i went to san fransico on vaction. started to come back in the begining of the school year and shows up every once and a while but not that much and i hope that it stays that way.
that is why i need a break, and christmas with good friedns and awesome family is the perfect way for me to get a break.
merry christmas everyone
Saturday, November 28, 2009
i hate the school system
i have come to the conclusion that the school system is shit.
why is it that when i try really hard with a paper, i get it back and i get an F. but then when i compleatly and uterly bullshit a paper without actually doing the work. not to mention typing it up the night before when i get that paper back i get 86% on it.
does this seem wrong here to anyone else?
work= f
bull shit= A
hmm no no wonder todays youth is not really learning anything in this education system. well strike that we are learning something. but its not the material that we are supposed to be learning. what we are learning is how bullshit our way into getting good grades. how to say something that sounds an A rather then doing something that deserves an A. saying what the teachers whant to hear and getting a good grade, or putting in the effort and getting a bad grade.
the system is fucked. if i have learned anything this week it is that hard work does not seem to pay off in the education system. even though it should. what pays of is manipulation and knowing what to say and when to say it.
because in the end of the day. it appears that the only way to get good grades is to bullshit you way throught it.
why is it that when i try really hard with a paper, i get it back and i get an F. but then when i compleatly and uterly bullshit a paper without actually doing the work. not to mention typing it up the night before when i get that paper back i get 86% on it.
does this seem wrong here to anyone else?
work= f
bull shit= A
hmm no no wonder todays youth is not really learning anything in this education system. well strike that we are learning something. but its not the material that we are supposed to be learning. what we are learning is how bullshit our way into getting good grades. how to say something that sounds an A rather then doing something that deserves an A. saying what the teachers whant to hear and getting a good grade, or putting in the effort and getting a bad grade.
the system is fucked. if i have learned anything this week it is that hard work does not seem to pay off in the education system. even though it should. what pays of is manipulation and knowing what to say and when to say it.
because in the end of the day. it appears that the only way to get good grades is to bullshit you way throught it.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
fuck my school life
my face is streaked with tears and i feel like im going to throw up. no its not because im sick. its not even because i lost someone close to me. i just having a really bad fucking day. i feel like the shit is hitting the fan majourly. so this is how my day goes i wake up after a good nights sleep everything feels good. i pack my bag head downstairs and grab some food and go to turn on my computer. and guess what it is fucked up. the screen is all pixalaited and i cant do anything,. i officially hate pc laptops and am going to spend my money on a mac even if that causes me to be out 2 thousand dollers at least that way ill have a fucking computer that knows how to fucking work. then i get up to the bus stop. well waiting there i realize shit i forgot my text book. with no time to run back to my house and grab it i figure i can do without it for a day. then when i get to school today i look in my bag and i forgot my felt story, so i need to borrow one from the teacher for our group recordings. today we had to record ourself reading a story to our peers for our teacher to review and give us some tips before we actually do it in the feild.
after this i go to lunch and i start to feel a bit better. this is because originally i thought i had five papers due next week but cause classes got switched around i know only have four. which means less work for me. and i can type up the two papers that i have not yet done on the desktop that we have at home. i also get a paper back from a class that has a b grade. which makes me happy. and makes me less stressed out about my grades. then my last class comes around. and i get a paper back at the end of that class. thinking that i did a good job on this paper i flip to the back eagerly to see my mark. and what do i see...a fucking F. why the hell did i get an F. well i want to say its because my teacher is a stupid fucking bitch, but when i look at the grading system she says its because i did not include my observations.
is she blind they are stapled right to the fucking page. she said they were rough drafts so she did not mark them as observations, because they were hand writen. well i would understand anyother time getting a bad mark in a post secondary insitution for handing in something hand writiten this pisses me off becuase earlier she said that it was better if it was handed in hand writen that way she knows that we actually did the fucking observations instead of just bullshiting it and typing it up. and now because mine happen to be hand writen she give me an f? does this not seem unfair to anyone else.
so im upset. so much so that i feel like im going to throw up, like im not good enough. i mean i have been buged and teased enough by friends saying how easy this two year course to be a preschool teacher must be. so how stupid do i feel if i cant even get a good mark in this, how stupid am i if i cant get good marks in this. i feel like a fucking retard, like a looser. if i cant do this how am i ever going to amount to any career. i fear that i will be one of thoes people stuck in shitty part time jobs for the rest of my life. and thats not me, thats not what i want to do. if im going to be here on this planet i want a job that actually has an effect on the world. one where i make no a difference. and working in some shitty part time job does not make a fucking difference in the world. teaching would if i can get fucking good grades. and jobs that my friends want to get into would like
karen,: she writes and she wants to be in the navy, at least there she will be making a difference. same with addy, and josh who is going to be a history teacher.
all these people get decent grades and are doing well why arnt i what the fuck is wrong with me, why do i feel so stupid and uncapable right now. im thinking about previous years i had in college like when i took some history courses how come i was able to get b+'s in thoees course and not in a fucking early childhood course. what is up with this. and i think and think about other things that interest me and getting some sort of degree in history, or art history sound pretty fucking awesome. i dont know how much of a difference it would make but it sounds cool. but then there is this little voice saying if you switch degress again your just a quiter, your giving up. you already did that once to your parents and now your going to do it again. i feel even worse switching and getting bad marks cause its my parents money not mine.
they saved and saved and saved so that i could get an good education and when i get bad marks it feels like im just slapping them across the face. i mean it would be different if i was spending my own money for school but im not, i dont have that money.
and now i feel helpless, and stupid and like a failure, im doing bad in two courses. even though i feel like im trying.
i dont know what to do, part of me say switch programs to history thats something you really find interesting. other say dont if you do your just a quiter and youll be costing your parents to much fucking money. and you will have waisted your time. another part of me says i should just struggle through this semester live with whatever marks i get and then take a year off to go traveling but then there is the voice saying its too late to do that, and you dont really have enough money. and once again you will be letting your parents down.
i really dont know what to do. like i said i feel like a failure and a disapointment.
i traped under a rock of bad grades
overall this has just been a really shitty day!!
after this i go to lunch and i start to feel a bit better. this is because originally i thought i had five papers due next week but cause classes got switched around i know only have four. which means less work for me. and i can type up the two papers that i have not yet done on the desktop that we have at home. i also get a paper back from a class that has a b grade. which makes me happy. and makes me less stressed out about my grades. then my last class comes around. and i get a paper back at the end of that class. thinking that i did a good job on this paper i flip to the back eagerly to see my mark. and what do i see...a fucking F. why the hell did i get an F. well i want to say its because my teacher is a stupid fucking bitch, but when i look at the grading system she says its because i did not include my observations.
is she blind they are stapled right to the fucking page. she said they were rough drafts so she did not mark them as observations, because they were hand writen. well i would understand anyother time getting a bad mark in a post secondary insitution for handing in something hand writiten this pisses me off becuase earlier she said that it was better if it was handed in hand writen that way she knows that we actually did the fucking observations instead of just bullshiting it and typing it up. and now because mine happen to be hand writen she give me an f? does this not seem unfair to anyone else.
so im upset. so much so that i feel like im going to throw up, like im not good enough. i mean i have been buged and teased enough by friends saying how easy this two year course to be a preschool teacher must be. so how stupid do i feel if i cant even get a good mark in this, how stupid am i if i cant get good marks in this. i feel like a fucking retard, like a looser. if i cant do this how am i ever going to amount to any career. i fear that i will be one of thoes people stuck in shitty part time jobs for the rest of my life. and thats not me, thats not what i want to do. if im going to be here on this planet i want a job that actually has an effect on the world. one where i make no a difference. and working in some shitty part time job does not make a fucking difference in the world. teaching would if i can get fucking good grades. and jobs that my friends want to get into would like
karen,: she writes and she wants to be in the navy, at least there she will be making a difference. same with addy, and josh who is going to be a history teacher.
all these people get decent grades and are doing well why arnt i what the fuck is wrong with me, why do i feel so stupid and uncapable right now. im thinking about previous years i had in college like when i took some history courses how come i was able to get b+'s in thoees course and not in a fucking early childhood course. what is up with this. and i think and think about other things that interest me and getting some sort of degree in history, or art history sound pretty fucking awesome. i dont know how much of a difference it would make but it sounds cool. but then there is this little voice saying if you switch degress again your just a quiter, your giving up. you already did that once to your parents and now your going to do it again. i feel even worse switching and getting bad marks cause its my parents money not mine.
they saved and saved and saved so that i could get an good education and when i get bad marks it feels like im just slapping them across the face. i mean it would be different if i was spending my own money for school but im not, i dont have that money.
and now i feel helpless, and stupid and like a failure, im doing bad in two courses. even though i feel like im trying.
i dont know what to do, part of me say switch programs to history thats something you really find interesting. other say dont if you do your just a quiter and youll be costing your parents to much fucking money. and you will have waisted your time. another part of me says i should just struggle through this semester live with whatever marks i get and then take a year off to go traveling but then there is the voice saying its too late to do that, and you dont really have enough money. and once again you will be letting your parents down.
i really dont know what to do. like i said i feel like a failure and a disapointment.
i traped under a rock of bad grades
overall this has just been a really shitty day!!
Monday, November 16, 2009
zeppelinphan the super clutz
i have come to the conclusion that how i am going to die is by triping over something down to my death. i am such a clutz. i triped three times today.
the first time was when my practium was done and i was walking up stairs away from my practicum towards the bus stop. i was texting at the time and i triped well walking up the stairs. luckaly i managed to do that retarted run thing to prevent myself from falling. i will consider this one my own fault becasue like i said i was texting and not really looking. im just considering my self lucky that as i triped i did not drop my phone. i have droped that thing so manytimes.
the second time was after school. my mom picked me up and we went to visit my uncle and chill at his house for a bit. my mom wanted to have a smoke before we went inside and she told me to go up the stairs and knock on the door. so i start walking up the stairs. but i trip on one of the steps and start to fall. the only thing that prevents me from falling on my face was the fact that my hand slammed on the door. then my mom looks up at me and was like "what kind of retarted knock was that" and laughs at me. i back off a couple steps to avoid embaressment when my uncle opens the door. and then we get invited inside.
the third and final time that i triped to day was a couple minutes ago. im sitting here on my lappy and i see that my mom takes a bag of chips out of the cubord. she says that i can have some so i step down and walk over to the bag of chips. but then i trip over my own pajama pants and once again to prevent my self from falling i put out my hands. this time i landed on my mothers bag of chips that are sitting on the table. and it makes a really loud CRUNCH. my mom looks at me and is like wtf are you trying to destroy my chips. then i tell her no i just triped. and she calles me claudet, because im such a clutz.
what a joyful day. this is why im probs going to die from tripping over something. probably over my own shoes or something and ill fall out of my appartment window.
the first time was when my practium was done and i was walking up stairs away from my practicum towards the bus stop. i was texting at the time and i triped well walking up the stairs. luckaly i managed to do that retarted run thing to prevent myself from falling. i will consider this one my own fault becasue like i said i was texting and not really looking. im just considering my self lucky that as i triped i did not drop my phone. i have droped that thing so manytimes.
the second time was after school. my mom picked me up and we went to visit my uncle and chill at his house for a bit. my mom wanted to have a smoke before we went inside and she told me to go up the stairs and knock on the door. so i start walking up the stairs. but i trip on one of the steps and start to fall. the only thing that prevents me from falling on my face was the fact that my hand slammed on the door. then my mom looks up at me and was like "what kind of retarted knock was that" and laughs at me. i back off a couple steps to avoid embaressment when my uncle opens the door. and then we get invited inside.
the third and final time that i triped to day was a couple minutes ago. im sitting here on my lappy and i see that my mom takes a bag of chips out of the cubord. she says that i can have some so i step down and walk over to the bag of chips. but then i trip over my own pajama pants and once again to prevent my self from falling i put out my hands. this time i landed on my mothers bag of chips that are sitting on the table. and it makes a really loud CRUNCH. my mom looks at me and is like wtf are you trying to destroy my chips. then i tell her no i just triped. and she calles me claudet, because im such a clutz.
what a joyful day. this is why im probs going to die from tripping over something. probably over my own shoes or something and ill fall out of my appartment window.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
stupid customers
s i have not updated this blog in along time and i feel like i need to so this is probs going to be random considering that im starting to write it at 12:30 in the morning. but i was thinking about all of the stupid customers that come in at work. and i know that this is not a creative rant as there is a whole website dedicated to customer stupidity. but this blog entry is going to be about what customers have said and what i secreatly wish i could say in response.
stupid customer #
1) "hey do you work here"
actual response "yes can i help you"
what i wish i could say *sarcasim* "no i dont, im just standing here in a full uniform that happens to match the uniforms that all the emplyies that work here happend to be wearing. becasue i find it wonderfully fun and joy full to go into stores and fuck people over on my days off when i could be hanging with friends instead of being here"
2) this customer was standing right beside the frige with all the water
"do you sell water"
actual response: "yes it is right beside you, if you wanna grab it i can scan it in"
wish i could say: "did you even look, or are you so uncapable of doing anything that you have to ask without even trying to look for things"
3) "do you sell coffee"
actual response: no sorry but the starbucks right across from us does
wish i could say. "well if you turned around you would notice that the huge fucking store across from this little kiosk actually is a coffee shop. and being a kiosk there is no room for even a simple coffee maker so what makes you think i could make coffee"
thoes are what i wish i could have said now for story time. this stort is called lazy dumby
lazy dumby:
this lady is standing by the chocolate bars stairing at them and she is there for a fair amount of time so i assume that she just trying to decide what it is she wishes to buy. then after 20 minutes she grabs a coffee crisp waves it around and yells "EXCUSE ME.. CAN I GET SOME HELP OVER HERE". i look at her and say "yes, i would be pleased to help you if you could just walk over to the till i can ring in your purchas" "oh" she says. "well i guess that its my job to make things easier for you and not for you to make things easier for me" she walks around to the till and slams the chocolate bar on the counter. i ring it up and she starts to pay for her chocolate. then she continues on how she should not have had to walk around and how i should have come to her and i should have served her. now if this lady was in a wheel chair i would have been glad to do so seeing as the counters on the kiosk are high and its difficult to manuver around but seeing that she is a perfectly healthy female who has the ability to use thoes legs that god so generously gave her i figured she could manage to walk to the till.
any way after several minutes of her lecturing me on crappy service my politeness could only take so much and i looked up at her and said " im sorry mam, but i cannot physically pick up the till and movie it to whicever side of the kiosk that you wish. it is much eaier for you to just walk around". she does not have a response to this so she grabes her chocolate bar and walks off in a huff.
oh the joy of work. i cant wait till the days when i have a job were im actually exsited about going to work instead of dreading it and thinking in the back of my head. what the hell is going ot happen today
stupid customer #
1) "hey do you work here"
actual response "yes can i help you"
what i wish i could say *sarcasim* "no i dont, im just standing here in a full uniform that happens to match the uniforms that all the emplyies that work here happend to be wearing. becasue i find it wonderfully fun and joy full to go into stores and fuck people over on my days off when i could be hanging with friends instead of being here"
2) this customer was standing right beside the frige with all the water
"do you sell water"
actual response: "yes it is right beside you, if you wanna grab it i can scan it in"
wish i could say: "did you even look, or are you so uncapable of doing anything that you have to ask without even trying to look for things"
3) "do you sell coffee"
actual response: no sorry but the starbucks right across from us does
wish i could say. "well if you turned around you would notice that the huge fucking store across from this little kiosk actually is a coffee shop. and being a kiosk there is no room for even a simple coffee maker so what makes you think i could make coffee"
thoes are what i wish i could have said now for story time. this stort is called lazy dumby
lazy dumby:
this lady is standing by the chocolate bars stairing at them and she is there for a fair amount of time so i assume that she just trying to decide what it is she wishes to buy. then after 20 minutes she grabs a coffee crisp waves it around and yells "EXCUSE ME.. CAN I GET SOME HELP OVER HERE". i look at her and say "yes, i would be pleased to help you if you could just walk over to the till i can ring in your purchas" "oh" she says. "well i guess that its my job to make things easier for you and not for you to make things easier for me" she walks around to the till and slams the chocolate bar on the counter. i ring it up and she starts to pay for her chocolate. then she continues on how she should not have had to walk around and how i should have come to her and i should have served her. now if this lady was in a wheel chair i would have been glad to do so seeing as the counters on the kiosk are high and its difficult to manuver around but seeing that she is a perfectly healthy female who has the ability to use thoes legs that god so generously gave her i figured she could manage to walk to the till.
any way after several minutes of her lecturing me on crappy service my politeness could only take so much and i looked up at her and said " im sorry mam, but i cannot physically pick up the till and movie it to whicever side of the kiosk that you wish. it is much eaier for you to just walk around". she does not have a response to this so she grabes her chocolate bar and walks off in a huff.
oh the joy of work. i cant wait till the days when i have a job were im actually exsited about going to work instead of dreading it and thinking in the back of my head. what the hell is going ot happen today
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
people who anny me on the bus
people who annoy me on long bus rides.
1) the girls who wear too much perfume: okay wearing a little bit of perfume is fine but im talking about thoes people were you can smell them as soon as you walk into a room and you feel like your going to sufficate becasue you dont have anymore fresh air. its even worse when they continue to spray themselfs during the bus ride and you start coughing from the stench but they still dont take the hint. this happend to me once on an hour long bus ride from my house into victoria. dear god i wanted to punch this women in the back of the head because she was sitting right infront of me. why did i not move you ask? because the bus was full. why did i not open a window? because i was up stairs on a dubble decker. that was not fun. i spent the entire trip breathing into my sweater just so i did not have to smell her overpowering perfume. lets just say yes, i did take a big deep breath of fresh air as soon as i got off the bus.
2) people who open the windown during winter (cold, rain): this pissis me of because usualy the bus drive himself has to blast the heat just to keep people warm. and then some idiot who desides that he wants "fresh air" has to open the window. and when you ask them to close it they dont listen to you then just tell you to move away from the window. or there is the other senario for me were the person who opend the window is one of thoes bus creepers who you dont even want to talk to. there are also the ones who open the window who are big intimidating men, and me being a small cowerdly female dont have the guts to ask them to close the window. so in that perspective i guess becuase of my cowerdness i have not right to complain. but in all the other cases you find yourself sitting there shivering becuase this person wanted to open the window. also the onse that say they are too hot and are wearing like five layers. if your too hot, do every one else on the bus a favor and please take off your jacket, or some of your layers. we do not wanna be cold because of you
3) people who do not respect personal space: okay i get on the bus sometimes it is full and you all have to act friendly and squish together. it is understandable especially when your one of the people on the bus who is standing. but i do not get people really getting into your personal space when you have your own seats. ill give an example. so yesterday i was on the express but going down to school. and then this older lady sat beside me. normaly i prefure that if i have to sit beside someone on the bus that it be an older person. cause you can talk with them about stuff. and there is usualy less a chance that they will be a creeper. but this old lady sat down beside me pulled food out of her bag started eating and then was partially leaning over me so she could look out the window. i know i should have just asked her to traid seats that would have been a problem solver. but really lady, come on. if you want the window that bad you can ask. i dont need your food crumbs to fall into my lap just because you want to see view out of the bus window. its kind of annoying.
4) creepiers: if you have ever taken the bus you know these people. not to be sterotypical but all the creepiers on the bus are usualy men. its rare that i have run into a female creeper. they are the onse that will get on the bus and kinda stager. not becuase they have a mental dissability or anything but becasue they are sometimes drunk and its not that its a bad thing for people who have had to much to drink to get on the bus. but its the people that look dirty, smell bad, give you the really creepy vibes like oh my god please dont sit beside me please dont sit beside me. and its the fact that you probs on the 2 in the afternoon bus and they smell of alchole. I find that whenever i have the option for a double decker bus i go up stairs. it seems to wean out the creepiers. they dont go up stairs as often. i know i sound really judging people who might just be having a hard time in life. but like i said if you have ever taken a bus. especially if your female and you have taken the bus alone you know thoes vibes were your like hmmm something is wrong with that person. please for the love of god do not let them sit beside me.
those are all the people i have for now. im sure anyone who reads this can think of more types of annoying people on the bus. feel free to give me your examples in the comments.
1) the girls who wear too much perfume: okay wearing a little bit of perfume is fine but im talking about thoes people were you can smell them as soon as you walk into a room and you feel like your going to sufficate becasue you dont have anymore fresh air. its even worse when they continue to spray themselfs during the bus ride and you start coughing from the stench but they still dont take the hint. this happend to me once on an hour long bus ride from my house into victoria. dear god i wanted to punch this women in the back of the head because she was sitting right infront of me. why did i not move you ask? because the bus was full. why did i not open a window? because i was up stairs on a dubble decker. that was not fun. i spent the entire trip breathing into my sweater just so i did not have to smell her overpowering perfume. lets just say yes, i did take a big deep breath of fresh air as soon as i got off the bus.
2) people who open the windown during winter (cold, rain): this pissis me of because usualy the bus drive himself has to blast the heat just to keep people warm. and then some idiot who desides that he wants "fresh air" has to open the window. and when you ask them to close it they dont listen to you then just tell you to move away from the window. or there is the other senario for me were the person who opend the window is one of thoes bus creepers who you dont even want to talk to. there are also the ones who open the window who are big intimidating men, and me being a small cowerdly female dont have the guts to ask them to close the window. so in that perspective i guess becuase of my cowerdness i have not right to complain. but in all the other cases you find yourself sitting there shivering becuase this person wanted to open the window. also the onse that say they are too hot and are wearing like five layers. if your too hot, do every one else on the bus a favor and please take off your jacket, or some of your layers. we do not wanna be cold because of you
3) people who do not respect personal space: okay i get on the bus sometimes it is full and you all have to act friendly and squish together. it is understandable especially when your one of the people on the bus who is standing. but i do not get people really getting into your personal space when you have your own seats. ill give an example. so yesterday i was on the express but going down to school. and then this older lady sat beside me. normaly i prefure that if i have to sit beside someone on the bus that it be an older person. cause you can talk with them about stuff. and there is usualy less a chance that they will be a creeper. but this old lady sat down beside me pulled food out of her bag started eating and then was partially leaning over me so she could look out the window. i know i should have just asked her to traid seats that would have been a problem solver. but really lady, come on. if you want the window that bad you can ask. i dont need your food crumbs to fall into my lap just because you want to see view out of the bus window. its kind of annoying.
4) creepiers: if you have ever taken the bus you know these people. not to be sterotypical but all the creepiers on the bus are usualy men. its rare that i have run into a female creeper. they are the onse that will get on the bus and kinda stager. not becuase they have a mental dissability or anything but becasue they are sometimes drunk and its not that its a bad thing for people who have had to much to drink to get on the bus. but its the people that look dirty, smell bad, give you the really creepy vibes like oh my god please dont sit beside me please dont sit beside me. and its the fact that you probs on the 2 in the afternoon bus and they smell of alchole. I find that whenever i have the option for a double decker bus i go up stairs. it seems to wean out the creepiers. they dont go up stairs as often. i know i sound really judging people who might just be having a hard time in life. but like i said if you have ever taken a bus. especially if your female and you have taken the bus alone you know thoes vibes were your like hmmm something is wrong with that person. please for the love of god do not let them sit beside me.
those are all the people i have for now. im sure anyone who reads this can think of more types of annoying people on the bus. feel free to give me your examples in the comments.
Monday, October 19, 2009
the attack of the purity ring
this is just a disclaimer before people read this. thoes who are sensitive to my sort of talk which involves sex. dont read. although in my mind this post is very tame:
story time yay. the attack of the purity ring
so i go over to karens house. and she is trying to pick a necklass to wear before we go out and hang out for the day. Then well looking through her jewlry cabnit she finds her old purity ring and this is what happens.
me: omfg karen why do you have a purity ring lol
her: lol that was from my christain days.
me: ha ha im going to put it on
her: um laura...y?
me: for the irony. the irony of the fact that. i am wearing a purity ring. rofl
her: omg. why am i friends with you
me: shut up you love me.
*addy walks into the room*
me: he he addy im wearing a purity ring. rofl IRONY
addy: *just makes that face like omg why laura*
.... 2 minutes later
me: uh karen i cant get it off....*pulls* shit its not comming off. *starts flailing and jumping around*. I CANT GET IT OFF I CANT GET IT OFF!!!
Addy: ha ha you cant have sex till your married now.
me : no no do not want get it of get it off i dont like this im being taken over by christain belife in a ring ahhhh get it off get it off.
karen: now your pure. no sex for you lol
me: FUCK PURITY i dont wanna be pure. get off my finger you stupid ring. ( in this time there was more profanity)
...and much more flailing i think i actually started spinning around well pulling on my finger well swearing hopeing that the stupid ring would come off.
me: I DONT WANNA BE MARRIED TO JESUS GET THIS THING OFF MY FINGURE!
karen: lol
finaly i got the ring off of my finger and threw it onto the floor. were it bounced and dissapeared under a blanket.
karen: umm Laura were did my ring go?
me: i donno im free to have sex now HA HA!! die ring die.
ya that was a fun day. same day i bought a lable maker. he he he so many things in karens room now say penis. <3
story time yay. the attack of the purity ring
so i go over to karens house. and she is trying to pick a necklass to wear before we go out and hang out for the day. Then well looking through her jewlry cabnit she finds her old purity ring and this is what happens.
me: omfg karen why do you have a purity ring lol
her: lol that was from my christain days.
me: ha ha im going to put it on
her: um laura...y?
me: for the irony. the irony of the fact that. i am wearing a purity ring. rofl
her: omg. why am i friends with you
me: shut up you love me.
*addy walks into the room*
me: he he addy im wearing a purity ring. rofl IRONY
addy: *just makes that face like omg why laura*
.... 2 minutes later
me: uh karen i cant get it off....*pulls* shit its not comming off. *starts flailing and jumping around*. I CANT GET IT OFF I CANT GET IT OFF!!!
Addy: ha ha you cant have sex till your married now.
me : no no do not want get it of get it off i dont like this im being taken over by christain belife in a ring ahhhh get it off get it off.
karen: now your pure. no sex for you lol
me: FUCK PURITY i dont wanna be pure. get off my finger you stupid ring. ( in this time there was more profanity)
...and much more flailing i think i actually started spinning around well pulling on my finger well swearing hopeing that the stupid ring would come off.
me: I DONT WANNA BE MARRIED TO JESUS GET THIS THING OFF MY FINGURE!
karen: lol
finaly i got the ring off of my finger and threw it onto the floor. were it bounced and dissapeared under a blanket.
karen: umm Laura were did my ring go?
me: i donno im free to have sex now HA HA!! die ring die.
ya that was a fun day. same day i bought a lable maker. he he he so many things in karens room now say penis. <3
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
a question that came to my mind becasue of addy and karen
what would you do with a drunken sailer early in the morning?
Sunday, October 04, 2009
the lovely bones
i read a book this weekend that i really enjoyed and found interesting. it was called the lovely bones. its basically about a girl who is fourteen. its the seventies. and in the begining of the book she gets raped and murdered by her neibour. the rest of the book is about her family coping in its different ways. welll the book is being nararated by the murderd girl whose name is suzie. i thought it was a really interesting book the way that it showed how her family tryed to cope with the murder. and it was also showing how carefully the neibour who murdered his was covering her tracts.
( warning spoilers so if you wish to read this book without knowing what happens further i suggest your stop reading this blog post. but if you dont care then read on)
throughout the book suzies dad suspects that it was the neibour all along and is trying to prove it. doing anything to find evidence. walking his dog past the house in the middle of the night trying to see if there is anything suspect. and also his other daughter who is still alive suspects it was that neibour also so she actually breaks into the guys house trying to find evidence and of course gets out of the house just in the nick of time. the book goes through the lives of the boy she liked who also happend to be her first kiss shows how he is coping and it shows how sometimes two people who might have not even acknolaged each other before seem to find each other when some one they both know dies. and how the people that seemed like her true friends dont seem that sad they just easily move on with there life.
all in all i thought it was a really good book. it keeped me drawn and a managed to read it in two days. which is good considering that i am a slow reader all in all.
although the book was good i dont think that i would read it again. this is mainly because i was disapointed in the ending. the ending did not satisfy me. i think this was mainly because every thing did not end up being perfectly fine with suzies family. as well as the fact that even though the person reading the book knows perfectly who killed suzie. the murderer gets away with it. he is never caught. although he does get killed by an icecle , from it falling on him. at the end of the book when he movies away but it still does not seem like justice enough.
i mean here is a family in this book that is compleatly suffering over the loss of there 14 year old daughter. there 13 year old daughter who is still alive ends up being talked about at school as the dead girls sister and going through that alot of her life because she is growing up in a small town.
suzies younger brother buckly starts off being an emo 4 year old over the loss of his favorite sister and by the end of the book he is a frustrated 12 year old who hates his family and wishes everyone would move on and have a normal life. his point of view is yes she is gone. and we are all still sad but fuck just move on (me paraphrasing of course)
then there is suszies mom who compleatly breaks when this happens. she realizes she never wanted to be a stay at home mom she wanted to work, she wanted to travel. she wanted to get out and do something. so in the middle of the book she cant take it anymore after loosing her daughter she just up and leaves. and you dont see her again till the end
then there is suzies father who because off all this has and emo family and has lost his favorite daugher (he does not say it but its implyed) and now his wife. of course she comes back but the family never gets fully back together.
every thing seems in shambles. i think the book might be to realistic for me. i think thats why i did not like the ending. were the family is still a bit broken and the murderer gets away. i know the author is probably trying to show that, that is real life. the bad guys dont always get caught. and things dont always work out. and sometimes you have to really really struggle through mass amounts of pain. in hopes of one day just finding a little bit of joy.
i prefure the happy endings that is why i read fiction. i dont like to read emo. although im sure i learn more from it.
anyway that is why the ending of the book was disapointing. i guess the one good happy ending for this book was the fact that suzie who was nararating after seeing her murderer get killed by and icicle and her family managaing to grab onto a little bit of hope. she herself could move on. go to "heaven". instead of being stuck watching her family and friends for about 8 years.
i still wish there was justice. i wanted to see the bad guy caughts. i wanted to read justice. but like i said. i think the author was trying to make the point that, thats not realy life. sometimes things dont get compleatly better.
either way I'm still a sucker for happy endings
( warning spoilers so if you wish to read this book without knowing what happens further i suggest your stop reading this blog post. but if you dont care then read on)
throughout the book suzies dad suspects that it was the neibour all along and is trying to prove it. doing anything to find evidence. walking his dog past the house in the middle of the night trying to see if there is anything suspect. and also his other daughter who is still alive suspects it was that neibour also so she actually breaks into the guys house trying to find evidence and of course gets out of the house just in the nick of time. the book goes through the lives of the boy she liked who also happend to be her first kiss shows how he is coping and it shows how sometimes two people who might have not even acknolaged each other before seem to find each other when some one they both know dies. and how the people that seemed like her true friends dont seem that sad they just easily move on with there life.
all in all i thought it was a really good book. it keeped me drawn and a managed to read it in two days. which is good considering that i am a slow reader all in all.
although the book was good i dont think that i would read it again. this is mainly because i was disapointed in the ending. the ending did not satisfy me. i think this was mainly because every thing did not end up being perfectly fine with suzies family. as well as the fact that even though the person reading the book knows perfectly who killed suzie. the murderer gets away with it. he is never caught. although he does get killed by an icecle , from it falling on him. at the end of the book when he movies away but it still does not seem like justice enough.
i mean here is a family in this book that is compleatly suffering over the loss of there 14 year old daughter. there 13 year old daughter who is still alive ends up being talked about at school as the dead girls sister and going through that alot of her life because she is growing up in a small town.
suzies younger brother buckly starts off being an emo 4 year old over the loss of his favorite sister and by the end of the book he is a frustrated 12 year old who hates his family and wishes everyone would move on and have a normal life. his point of view is yes she is gone. and we are all still sad but fuck just move on (me paraphrasing of course)
then there is suszies mom who compleatly breaks when this happens. she realizes she never wanted to be a stay at home mom she wanted to work, she wanted to travel. she wanted to get out and do something. so in the middle of the book she cant take it anymore after loosing her daughter she just up and leaves. and you dont see her again till the end
then there is suzies father who because off all this has and emo family and has lost his favorite daugher (he does not say it but its implyed) and now his wife. of course she comes back but the family never gets fully back together.
every thing seems in shambles. i think the book might be to realistic for me. i think thats why i did not like the ending. were the family is still a bit broken and the murderer gets away. i know the author is probably trying to show that, that is real life. the bad guys dont always get caught. and things dont always work out. and sometimes you have to really really struggle through mass amounts of pain. in hopes of one day just finding a little bit of joy.
i prefure the happy endings that is why i read fiction. i dont like to read emo. although im sure i learn more from it.
anyway that is why the ending of the book was disapointing. i guess the one good happy ending for this book was the fact that suzie who was nararating after seeing her murderer get killed by and icicle and her family managaing to grab onto a little bit of hope. she herself could move on. go to "heaven". instead of being stuck watching her family and friends for about 8 years.
i still wish there was justice. i wanted to see the bad guy caughts. i wanted to read justice. but like i said. i think the author was trying to make the point that, thats not realy life. sometimes things dont get compleatly better.
either way I'm still a sucker for happy endings
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Silverstein - True Romance lyrics
I'm not here to judge you
I'm just here to tell you what you have done wrong.Beautiful girl looking her best, takes off a towel,
Puts on a dress.
Fixes her hair to look good for someone.
Waits in a car to go to a motel.
...to a motel.
I may not always be perfect.
But I'll always try.
Will you say your prayers, just to be honest with yourself?
Will you save your soul? Is this what you wanted all along?
Husband can't bear to just lie to himself.
Stock market falls and he loses it all,
He sleeps alone for the third time this week.
He's become numb, he just wants this to be.
I may not always be perfect.
But I'll always try.
Will you say your prayers, just to be honest with yourself?
Will you save your soul? Is this what you wanted all along?
Blood on the floor.
What have you done?
Heart in your hands.
What have you done?
I may not always be perfect.
But I'll always try.
Will you say your prayers, just to be honest with yourself?
Will you save your soul? Is this what you wanted all along?
Beautiful girl sleeps by herself.
Half the bed's cold, she knows it's her fault.
She's given in and admitted defeat.
She'll be fine.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
princess of the daycare
true story of one of my days at practicum
(due to confedentiality agreement i am not allwed to say were the preschool is the teachers names or any of the kids names)
little girl: miss laura. i got stuff together for you to play dress up with me. do you want to come play
me: of course (inserte name here) i would love to
little girl: okay im going to dress you up now
--- the girl then preceds to put five necklaces on me. four braclets. a crown, a yellow featherd wig, a crown on top of the yellow feather wig, some sea shells on top of that crown and some strings of beads on top of that.
little girl: there. now your princess laura!!!
me: oh thank you.
class teacher: wow look at miss laura doesent she look silly
little girl: shes a princess
other little girls: I WANNA BE A PRINCESS DRESS ME UP.
original little girl: miss princess laura go look at your self in the mirror
me: i would love to but i have a fear if i move all the pretty things that you put on me will fall off
---i attempt to stand up and look in the miror. as i stand up i can feel and hear all the sea shells the wig and one of the crowns falling off my head. so i take everything else off so some of the girls can dress each other up
original little girl: oh no..all of your stuff came off. dont worry we can help you and dress you all back up again!!!!
---this happend about 3 or for times during the day. oh the joy of being a princess in a preschool setting :D
(due to confedentiality agreement i am not allwed to say were the preschool is the teachers names or any of the kids names)
little girl: miss laura. i got stuff together for you to play dress up with me. do you want to come play
me: of course (inserte name here) i would love to
little girl: okay im going to dress you up now
--- the girl then preceds to put five necklaces on me. four braclets. a crown, a yellow featherd wig, a crown on top of the yellow feather wig, some sea shells on top of that crown and some strings of beads on top of that.
little girl: there. now your princess laura!!!
me: oh thank you.
class teacher: wow look at miss laura doesent she look silly
little girl: shes a princess
other little girls: I WANNA BE A PRINCESS DRESS ME UP.
original little girl: miss princess laura go look at your self in the mirror
me: i would love to but i have a fear if i move all the pretty things that you put on me will fall off
---i attempt to stand up and look in the miror. as i stand up i can feel and hear all the sea shells the wig and one of the crowns falling off my head. so i take everything else off so some of the girls can dress each other up
original little girl: oh no..all of your stuff came off. dont worry we can help you and dress you all back up again!!!!
---this happend about 3 or for times during the day. oh the joy of being a princess in a preschool setting :D
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
gahhh
im coughing, im congested. im tired. i wanna sleep. i am gettin drained from school and i think it is happening faster becasue i am sick.
ahhh dieing. i just wanna get better. i dont like this feeling. i dont like having to breath out my mouth and have my lips become dried and chaped. i dont like feeling physically drained ..i get home and i just wanna sleep.
but i managed to slug through my homework today. luckly i have a mom who wants to look after me and make me feel better.
i really hope i get better soon if not for my sake, for the sake of the kids at the preschool that im working at. i will feel horrible if they catch a cold from me.
compleatly off topic..i have random urges to watch repo the genetic opera and my fair lady which is kinda funny cause even though thoes two movies are both musicals they are compleatly different.
ahhh dieing. i just wanna get better. i dont like this feeling. i dont like having to breath out my mouth and have my lips become dried and chaped. i dont like feeling physically drained ..i get home and i just wanna sleep.
but i managed to slug through my homework today. luckly i have a mom who wants to look after me and make me feel better.
i really hope i get better soon if not for my sake, for the sake of the kids at the preschool that im working at. i will feel horrible if they catch a cold from me.
compleatly off topic..i have random urges to watch repo the genetic opera and my fair lady which is kinda funny cause even though thoes two movies are both musicals they are compleatly different.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
school, my future, and my lack of social life.
there is a saying that i heard, and that i also currently have as my facebook status. "sleep, a social life and good grades. you are in college you can only have two of the three". well looking at this year i am honestly believing that, that is true. i have six courses this semester and that is including a practicum. i think i might be running on lack of sleep because i think if i have to go an entire semester without seeing friends i might go a little crazy suffering from cabin fever or something.
but it will be worth it at the end of these two years. i was talking with some of the girls that are in my ECCE classes (early childhood care and education). if you did not know already that's what I'm going to school for. to be a preschool teacher. there was one girl who got offered a job already that is how desperate this job market is. apparently the girl who runs the preschool that she was volunteering at said that when she was done her two years at college getting the degree that she should go back and she will get a job at that daycare. other girls in my class were saying things like oh ya..there are so many preschools in Victoria that are desperate good trained workers its ridiculous. and i have been hearing that they are very desperate for work down at the military base.
but as i look around and i see all these girls in my class a little bit of worry comes over me. oh shit yes these are girls that i am going to be come close friends possibly with some of them because i will have every class with them. but when school is done, and we have graduated. all these girls will be all the people i will be competing with for the jobs out there. where i will have to prove that i am the one that should be hired....that will be fun *note sarcasm*.
i get a little bit less worried about competing with them when i hear a large group of the girls saying that they are just getting this degree so they can have a temporary job that makes them more money then there currant job. then they can go to uvic and get a different degree. hmm so that knocks down some of the competition, but it seems that a lot of the girls in the class don't see this degree as something that will lead to a career but instead a temporary job.
i on the other hand am looking at it as a career opportunity. something that i wanna do with my life because its what i enjoy doing. but there is the little voice inside me wondering if i am going about the wrong way seeing as a good deal of people in my class are not seeing this future job as a career. should i be worried by that? or happy because i will have a little less competition when i graduate.
another thought do i want to work as soon as i do graduate. if i can find a good paying job right away sure. but i don't know what the chance of that really is. even though it sounds good from talking with the girls in my class.
i was thinking more along the lines of traveling when i graduate. there are so many programs were if your young and in your twenties you can go to another country and work in orphanages, or work in preschools. and you can go and do that for a year. that is what i think i would really like to do once i graduate. cause when i graduate i will be 22 that will still be really young. i would rather have the degree then go and work with children that really need help in some orphanage in another country. kids that need the workers and the help. it will be draining. but that is what i wanna do. that seems as more of a way to make a difference then in the preschools here. not that i would not love to work with kids here.
anyway this tangent should probably come to an end. to summarise. i hope i don't die from school this year. i really wanna travel to another country and work in an orphanage or something when i graduate. but if i get offered a good paying job were the people cannot wait for me to come back, or travel for a little bit i guess i will have to take it so i don't come back from traveling with no job opportunities.
do i think to much about my future?
but it will be worth it at the end of these two years. i was talking with some of the girls that are in my ECCE classes (early childhood care and education). if you did not know already that's what I'm going to school for. to be a preschool teacher. there was one girl who got offered a job already that is how desperate this job market is. apparently the girl who runs the preschool that she was volunteering at said that when she was done her two years at college getting the degree that she should go back and she will get a job at that daycare. other girls in my class were saying things like oh ya..there are so many preschools in Victoria that are desperate good trained workers its ridiculous. and i have been hearing that they are very desperate for work down at the military base.
but as i look around and i see all these girls in my class a little bit of worry comes over me. oh shit yes these are girls that i am going to be come close friends possibly with some of them because i will have every class with them. but when school is done, and we have graduated. all these girls will be all the people i will be competing with for the jobs out there. where i will have to prove that i am the one that should be hired....that will be fun *note sarcasm*.
i get a little bit less worried about competing with them when i hear a large group of the girls saying that they are just getting this degree so they can have a temporary job that makes them more money then there currant job. then they can go to uvic and get a different degree. hmm so that knocks down some of the competition, but it seems that a lot of the girls in the class don't see this degree as something that will lead to a career but instead a temporary job.
i on the other hand am looking at it as a career opportunity. something that i wanna do with my life because its what i enjoy doing. but there is the little voice inside me wondering if i am going about the wrong way seeing as a good deal of people in my class are not seeing this future job as a career. should i be worried by that? or happy because i will have a little less competition when i graduate.
another thought do i want to work as soon as i do graduate. if i can find a good paying job right away sure. but i don't know what the chance of that really is. even though it sounds good from talking with the girls in my class.
i was thinking more along the lines of traveling when i graduate. there are so many programs were if your young and in your twenties you can go to another country and work in orphanages, or work in preschools. and you can go and do that for a year. that is what i think i would really like to do once i graduate. cause when i graduate i will be 22 that will still be really young. i would rather have the degree then go and work with children that really need help in some orphanage in another country. kids that need the workers and the help. it will be draining. but that is what i wanna do. that seems as more of a way to make a difference then in the preschools here. not that i would not love to work with kids here.
anyway this tangent should probably come to an end. to summarise. i hope i don't die from school this year. i really wanna travel to another country and work in an orphanage or something when i graduate. but if i get offered a good paying job were the people cannot wait for me to come back, or travel for a little bit i guess i will have to take it so i don't come back from traveling with no job opportunities.
do i think to much about my future?
Sunday, August 30, 2009
back in san fran from L.A
I'm going to try and make this quick because Fiona is sitting beside me trying to use facebook. yay for point form summarising what has happened to us.
-woke up went to la
- got tricked into going into the airport
-at to pay 13 extra dollars to get to hostel by shuttle, shuttle driver got lost, and thought we were from England could not get it in his head that we were from Canada. thought we drove on the left side of the road...he did not shut up
- had to share a bed the first night cause we got there so late
- got half price for sharing a bed
- went to beach
- got burned
- went to beach again
- got burned again
- meet stalker...bought us alchol. would not leave us alone
- he got the hint and left
- partied with people from all over the world in hostel
- got drunk threw oranges at Swedish guy
- got drunk climbed on roof
- flimed myself and Australians climbing on roof
- went to knots berry farm
- went to Hollywood
- chilled by beach tyred to stay covered cause i turned red from the sun. it hurt to wear underwear.
- came back today
- went shopping
- tyred to up date blog in point form.
having a blast missing every one Fiona's still waiting for computer so that's why this is my attempt to say what happened well keeping it short. miss you guys.
-woke up went to la
- got tricked into going into the airport
-at to pay 13 extra dollars to get to hostel by shuttle, shuttle driver got lost, and thought we were from England could not get it in his head that we were from Canada. thought we drove on the left side of the road...he did not shut up
- had to share a bed the first night cause we got there so late
- got half price for sharing a bed
- went to beach
- got burned
- went to beach again
- got burned again
- meet stalker...bought us alchol. would not leave us alone
- he got the hint and left
- partied with people from all over the world in hostel
- got drunk threw oranges at Swedish guy
- got drunk climbed on roof
- flimed myself and Australians climbing on roof
- went to knots berry farm
- went to Hollywood
- chilled by beach tyred to stay covered cause i turned red from the sun. it hurt to wear underwear.
- came back today
- went shopping
- tyred to up date blog in point form.
having a blast missing every one Fiona's still waiting for computer so that's why this is my attempt to say what happened well keeping it short. miss you guys.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
day 3 in cali
so last night fiona and i decided to go and look for china town. that was lots of fun. and there was a crap load of cheep gift stores down there. i have so far bought as of today william, rachel and matthew oh also my mom gifts. i also bought myself something else. anyway ya china town was cool. all lit up at nght. looked like a mini vegas. then we walked through little italy, i felt like i was actually in italy. it was weird. walking through one part were everyone was speaking chines to every one speaking italian.
we took the trolly back to the hostle last night. our hostle is clean and nice. its funny thought cause its right across the street from the hilton.
today we went to fishermans warf again. lots of cool shops. wanted to go to alcatras but its sold out. there was a music box store and there was a tiny gift bag phantom of the opera music box. me being me could not resist buying it. there were bigger ones that were actual snow globs but i did not wanna try and get that back without it breaking. bought my moms gift at the market aswell.
here is a hint mom: its a shirt.
not going to tell you what it says but i think you will like it. cause well i like it and you seem to like to steal my cloths so i think youll like it.
we wanted to see golden gate bridge today but they are doing construction so maybe we will have better luck next time. for tonight we are just haning out in the hostle with people. because we have to wake up early and catch a bus to LA tommorw.
still having a blast
dont worry addy ill get you candy from disney land!!
we took the trolly back to the hostle last night. our hostle is clean and nice. its funny thought cause its right across the street from the hilton.
today we went to fishermans warf again. lots of cool shops. wanted to go to alcatras but its sold out. there was a music box store and there was a tiny gift bag phantom of the opera music box. me being me could not resist buying it. there were bigger ones that were actual snow globs but i did not wanna try and get that back without it breaking. bought my moms gift at the market aswell.
here is a hint mom: its a shirt.
not going to tell you what it says but i think you will like it. cause well i like it and you seem to like to steal my cloths so i think youll like it.
we wanted to see golden gate bridge today but they are doing construction so maybe we will have better luck next time. for tonight we are just haning out in the hostle with people. because we have to wake up early and catch a bus to LA tommorw.
still having a blast
dont worry addy ill get you candy from disney land!!
Friday, August 21, 2009
day two in california
its my second day here in san francisco. so far fiona and i have had fun. this is going to be a quick post cause im heading out soon to go and explore china town so dad, and other editors please try and ignore all spelling errors.
we wondered down to castro today and took lots of pictures of rainbow flags. and i bought my friend stephan a present. sorry stephan but its not what you wanted cause i dont wanna get stoped at customs on the way back with a calender from castro in my bag..that would be embarassing. we also went to hight and ausbery(i know im saying that wrong). omg soo many pot shops. and hippy stores. i bought myself a shirt.
last night fiona and i wondered around till like ten at night. we walked down to fishermans warf and back that was fun. there was a random band set up infront of old navy.
anyway im having lots of fun. and im staying safe.
ps fiona and i saw a drag queen kinda in castro and wanted to take our picture with him but thought he would be offended if we asked. oh well. he seemed cool.
dont worry mom and dad. everythings good
we wondered down to castro today and took lots of pictures of rainbow flags. and i bought my friend stephan a present. sorry stephan but its not what you wanted cause i dont wanna get stoped at customs on the way back with a calender from castro in my bag..that would be embarassing. we also went to hight and ausbery(i know im saying that wrong). omg soo many pot shops. and hippy stores. i bought myself a shirt.
last night fiona and i wondered around till like ten at night. we walked down to fishermans warf and back that was fun. there was a random band set up infront of old navy.
anyway im having lots of fun. and im staying safe.
ps fiona and i saw a drag queen kinda in castro and wanted to take our picture with him but thought he would be offended if we asked. oh well. he seemed cool.
dont worry mom and dad. everythings good
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
going to california
today is my last day at home. then i am heading off on a plane with fiona towards california. hoping to be a hippy in san francisco . chill on the beach in santa barbra, and hit up as many amusment parks as we have money for in L.A. it should be a party full of adventures and i am exsited to get off of this little island that i call my home for a bit.
fiona who i am traveling with is bringing her laptop i belive, or at least she said that she was the last time that we talked. so i will try to update this blog with anything interesting that happens to us in the next two weeks.
im exsited. dont worry i will come back.
peace, love, rock and roll <3
fiona who i am traveling with is bringing her laptop i belive, or at least she said that she was the last time that we talked. so i will try to update this blog with anything interesting that happens to us in the next two weeks.
im exsited. dont worry i will come back.
peace, love, rock and roll <3
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