Sunday, October 29, 2006

I got my tattoo colored yesterday...and...EESH I'm sore!

yeah that's the update for the day. Joe Muggs called me back and I've got an interview set up for Tuesday. This daylight savings time stuff is throwing me off.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

you know you're not awake when....

you tried to microwave your bowl of Lucky Charms (complete with spoon) as opposed to the glass of milk for hot cocoa.

at least I caught it when I turned around and saw the milk. the Lucky Charms are unharmed.

Monday, October 23, 2006

oh, and for the record, I did come down with a nasty virus last Tuesday (that'd be about a week ago, since I woke up and puked Monday night). it was yick.

long time no blog, huh?

yeah so I've been really busy. nothing horribly eventful, but for ONCE I actually worked the hours I need to in a week (got 21 last week). however, for at least the next two weeks I'm only scheduled 10 hours or so, and I need to make up for all these 10 hr weeks. so I'm trying to get a second job somewhere. but I doubt anyone's going to want to hire me for 10-15 hours a week.

(let me just revel in the dorkiness here for a moment - I *finally* got the old-school TMNT theme song as my main ringtone. YESSSSS COOLEST THING EVER!)

school is boring. I don't know. All this crap with one of my friends(something happening to her via the faculty, not, combined with the fact that I *don't* want to be there, and people speaking up to say brainless things when they'd be better off keeping their mouths's not cool. I just kind of want to make faces at the faculty in general, a few people in particular...there are some of the teachers who are good people and are trying to make a (positive) difference, but there's also some that have no business teaching.

Like the teacher I had last year for language. This is the teacher about whom I made the comment that her class was killing my brain cells, which if you'll recall, got me in hot water with the principal, because if someone is using the school resources they need to only be saying positive things about the school. Except that, if I recall correctly, the reason they tried to get me in trouble for accessing my blog during school hours was that it constituted giving out personal information (which was in the technology agreement that I signed, however nothing about blogging was). Which it didn't, because as you'll notice I don't mention my full name on here. If you read this blog, you probably do know who I am, but not necessarily just because of the contents. It's also interesting how that was what I got in trouble for, but we had another teacher make us all get emails for class that consisted of our first initial (or name possibly, I'm not sure I remember) and last name. THAT doesn't constitute putting out personal info? So, all in all, I ended up being threatened with how lucky I was that I wasn't being hauled off in handcuffs for libel (when I didn't mention the teacher's name specifically, so I'm not sure it would apply anyways) and etc. etc.

BUT that's aside from the point. This teacher was a pretty pathetic excuse for one. Not only did we spend half the year, literally, on grammar exercises (as a junior class), but we had many assignments that were exactly the same as the sophomores. And she was a poor teacher - she didn't know anything about half the things we went over, and since last year's "theme" or what have you involved a lot of stories from different cultures, she really never failed to make the other cultures sound pretty barbaric and misinterpret their beliefs. I don't know. The class as a whole really was a waste of brain cells, whether the principal likes me saying it or not. Oh, and there's a particular incident (actually, this happened on the day when I made the comment that got me in so much trouble) where she kept insisting that fate and coincidence were the same thing, despite the dictionary saying the opposite. Why? Because she "went to seminary and knows the difference!". Uh-huh. Rightio. (found the two posts about it - first here, second here)

So I gather there were complaints about her, through outlets other than myself. What does the school do? Find a teacher better suited for the job? Nooo, they bump her down to 8th grade/Freshman language instead. Great. So now she can be telling BS to people who don't know the freakin' difference instead of people who do (or at the very least have a vague idea).

It's stupid. I'm tired of this place, of the inane rules, of the sitting in class every day wishing I could be at home reading something that's worth my time, hearing stories of how none of the staff can keep their effing mouths shut about student confidentiality and people throwing fits because students who are supposed to be smart aren't acting as they're expected.

What do you think is going to happen?! You ignore our needs, put us in a box, put us in classes that give us no intellectual freedom or room for thought or anything, and treat us like a freaking dog at a show - a test score to brag about - why the HELL would we want to do anything for this school? Why would I *want* to jump through your inane hoops so that you can show the state how much we're learning, when it's not how much we're learning, we don't learn anything, we already knew it and the school had little to no part in it. Why do I want to give anything back to you people. How can you be surprised when we act out in some way with the way we get treated. I feel no loyalty to the school as a whole, to the vast majority of the student/faculty body. I've counted, there are 15 people at most in the entire high school that I genuinely like, and probably 3 teachers.

I dunno. it's all futile anyways. I'm in school for a PE credit. that's it. only a few more months.

Friday, October 13, 2006

oh, and, I was right, I think I'm coming down with something...probably due in large part to all those grimy little kids. yick!


but yeah I did an awesome job at work tonight. put up 75+ pairs of shoes, stacked 35 boxes of freight (I wasn't counting, it was on all the labels), and made over 100 percent on both my weekly goal(this is the only day I've worked this week) and my daily goal. In four hours.

Damn I'm good.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

so, no surprise, but the school people annoy me.

I go into the counsellor to talk to him about honors admissions to MSSU, get an application, we start discussing what I want to do. He...didn't exactly tell me, but strongly implied that there is no market here for an independent music store/venue because "we have Walmart".


Then, I explain that I was wondering if it was possible to switch from an elementary office aide first hour to a HS library aide first hour. Why? Well, the main reason I told him was that I keep missing out on senior meetings and stuff during first hour, because they announce it over the intercom and I'm all the way over in the elementary. Which is true. The other stuff I didn't mention is that

a. I really really don't want to walk all the way over there and back once it gets veryfreakingcold
b. I'm sure that all the little kids are going to be one big virus come the winter, I get pretty sick sometimes without the help of lots of little sugar-pumped germs running around to help me
c. some of the people kind of annoy me and they get in arguments while I'm there which are mildly awkward. that and they make semi-rude comments at points. also I'm tired of listening to their choice of radio station. (guesses, anyone?)

But anyways, I thought it was a fairly menial request. I don't do anything over there anyways except for read and put up the flag. His response is "well, let's talk to [the high school secretary] about fixing that." I'm like, uh, okay. We go to her, and she goes (very snotty too, like I personally offended her by saying something) "What, your classmates don't say anything to you?" "Um, yeah, but I still miss whatever it was and sometimes that leaves me little lost, and sometimes they just forget to tell me." (something like that, don't remember) "WELL, I send the bulletin out every day to every single staff member, even the nurse (right, this affects so they should tell you when something is going to come up. I mean, I send it out at about nine."


First hour ends at 9:07. I normally start walking back to the high school at nine or thereabouts. Whatever the meeting is is usually in the middle of first hour.

Yeah, that will definitely solve the problem. They can tell me about it when I'm already gone and it's already happened.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR HELP. You certainly made an effort to understand what I was trying to get across and did something about it. Something effective, yessiree.

Would it be so much harder to stick me in the library for crying out loud? talk about your frustration...

DECA trip tomorrow. I guess the upside is that I get to go to Springfield and eat at Incredible Pizza. Downside, incredibly anal dress code. I'll change as soon as the speaker's done, so I guess it's all good.

Monday, October 09, 2006

I keep hearing people arguing against things by saying it's not natural.

What is today? Are cars natural? Is plastic natural? Is pumping our bodies full of McDonald's and steroids and preservatives and hormones put into our food before it's even dead natural? And then after all of that, our bodies look like crap, so we pump them full of collagen and silicone and more plastic to make us look like we're 25 when we're 50. And people want to argue against gays because they're not natural. We're so distanced from nature any more, almost all of us, that we don't even know what to do with ourselves any more, our thoughts or feelings or anything, there's no room for individuals or ME in this world of "buy this so you'll be like everyone else". This coming from a salesperson. What a hypocrite.

A 13 year old brought an AK-47 to a school 30 minutes from where I live. At most. 10 minutes from where I work. Thirteen years old. There's been gods-know-how many shootings in the last month. A girl had to say "please, shoot me and let the other ones loose." Nobody should ever say that. Not least a thirteen year old girl. What is the world coming to? 13 year old would-be-murderers? Twelve year old anorexics? Rapes and assualt and beatings. Child abuse, animal abuse. Hate crimes. Why?

It's not because of godlessness. Hell no, our country has more gods that it can handle. Starbucks. GAP. Abercrombie and Fitch. Hollister. Fast-food restaurants. So many things that make it a whole lot easier to just buy buy buy. I don't even know if this has anything to do with anything but it bothers me so it's going in here. People pay $30 for a shitty shirt made out of cheap material by 5 year olds in a third world country. And it's hard to avoid stuff like that any more.

It kind of worries me. There's this kid at school who, yes, is annoying as hell, and pretty weird too. People are rude to him. That doesn't bother me so much, it's a fact of life. Then I heard someone tell me today that these guys beat the crap out of him on a regular basis. He doesn't deserve that, no matter how obnoxious he is. Mean I can handle. Outright cruelty? Why? What drives people to do that?! Is your life really so awful that humiliating and hurting someone else will make it better? This from supposed Christians. Do unto others as you would have others do unto you. Let he without sin cast the first stone.

An it harm none, do what you will.

What could make someone be so empty inside that they'd want to make someone else feel less than human?

Everything we say affects someone else. Everything we do. The only things that don't are our thoughts and that affects the way we act so that does as well. Every action of our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.

I can't help but wonder, if I saw someone being cruel to someone else, if I would try to the best of my ability to stop it. Am I that good of a person? I can only hope.

Are you?

Sunday, October 01, 2006

so my tattoo doesn't hurt any more. IT ITCHES. arrrrgh!

other stuff, but mostly I'm just annoyed. but I'm making fuzzy cute wristwarmers so it's ok.