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real life actual update + personal journal to-do list
I'm thinking of doing this in a nifty bullet-list...
Yeah. I will.
CUTS AHOY, BITCHES.
ஐ NINE TO FIVE ஐ Work is work. Nothing really all that big is changing about it. A couple of the new little ones are headaches with legs. One of them, Kid A, is three, and is the poster child for youth obesity. Seriously, he's three? And he weighs like 85 pounds. He also whines and cries more than any kid I've ever had experience with. Seriously, and if one adult tells him not to cry and to just go play, he'll sic whatever adult comes into the room next. Parents, one of us coming out of the bathroom, one of us going from one end of the room to the other... For fuck's sake, kid, shut up. Then there's the kid that's a violent screaming spastic mess of grr and twitch. We're not getting into details on that. I think it's pretty self-explanatory. And there's psycho-coworker... I don't care about your real life stress as much as I care about these kids, woman, and if you can't handle the heat? Get the fuck out of the kitchen so that I can work year-round. Thanks, bye. Stop taking your moods out on the kids. They didn't bloody do it. FUCKING BREATHE. And stop being snippy with your BOSS.I am secretly hoping she quits or gets fired so that I can have her job and not need to look for another one come fall. Does this make me a horrible person?
ஐ LERN'N ஐ Psych 101. Boring. Yawny-yawn-yawnfest. But, whatever, it's an introductory psychology course. It's core, and I have to get it out of the way. Easy ace in the hole, no matter how much I feel like I'm monotone when I do the discussion board assignments or whatever they are. I'm looking forward to getting past the initial 'general information' chapters and into some of the more interesting material. Because I'd like a writing assignment. Truth be told, the only writing I've been doing lately? Some fanfiction, occasionally, but mostly just pretendyfuntiems roleplaying and stuff. I need to get back into the swing of my collegiate writing. GIMME AN ESSAY, MOTHERFUCKERS. And none of that APA shit.
ஐ OMG IMMA GROWNUP? ஐ So, in August (quite probably; though some details are still kinda fuzzy to me since I'm not directly talking to up-top Mister Landlord Face), I'm moving out. Hopefully for good. I don't know how permanent the housing situation will be; I don't know what the girls' plans are for their futures after the next year. But at least for a year, I know that I'll have a housing situation. It's only about five or ten minutes, walking, from where I live now. And I'm really, really excited. It's a two-story house in one of the newer housing neighborhoodly bits. Part of my motivation for staying close is Nana's cancer, as most of you know about; and this way I'll be able to stretch my legs and be independent without having to go too far. If I'm needed, I'll be here. And that, to me, is more important that anything
As above mentioned, I'm hoping for a solid job where I'm still at based on my coworker's crappy performance - but I'm not holding my breath, and I'm still looking elsewhere in the meantime. I'm thinking that, if all else fails, substitute teaching (German experience will really help me land this) will work. I'm also saving up more than I am spending this summer so that I have padding once rent and utilities and groceries and HOLYCRAPREALLIFEAAAAAAH start happening, even if I'm still on the hunt for a new job. Looking into other daycare places around the area, checking out what I'm familiar with. Avoiding retail and fast food if at all possible, since I've kinda gotten past that and I've got the skills to actually get a desk job if need be; but I'm not shutting out any options at this point.
TL;DR I AM EXCITE.
ஐ MISCELLANEOUS ஐ I'm still trying to figure out just who the hell I am. I know I'm me. That's not... really detailed enough for me. It's not like I want to profile myself, but the journey to self-discovery is really kicking my ass. I think I should start meditating again, regularly, and be a little more devout in my spiritual endeavors. Even if I don't fit into a specific religious niche, I know what I do feel connected to, and there should be some effort there on my part. I can't expect cosmic shit to align if I don't help it along its way, right? Also, the government needs to stop stealing my fucking money. I hate you, IRS.
That's the end of my REAL LIFE z0MG spiel... The below is simply a list of shit I want to do with this journal. Feel free to completely disregard.
Yeah. I will.
CUTS AHOY, BITCHES.
ஐ NINE TO FIVE ஐ Work is work. Nothing really all that big is changing about it. A couple of the new little ones are headaches with legs. One of them, Kid A, is three, and is the poster child for youth obesity. Seriously, he's three? And he weighs like 85 pounds. He also whines and cries more than any kid I've ever had experience with. Seriously, and if one adult tells him not to cry and to just go play, he'll sic whatever adult comes into the room next. Parents, one of us coming out of the bathroom, one of us going from one end of the room to the other... For fuck's sake, kid, shut up. Then there's the kid that's a violent screaming spastic mess of grr and twitch. We're not getting into details on that. I think it's pretty self-explanatory. And there's psycho-coworker... I don't care about your real life stress as much as I care about these kids, woman, and if you can't handle the heat? Get the fuck out of the kitchen so that I can work year-round. Thanks, bye. Stop taking your moods out on the kids. They didn't bloody do it. FUCKING BREATHE. And stop being snippy with your BOSS.
ஐ LERN'N ஐ Psych 101. Boring. Yawny-yawn-yawnfest. But, whatever, it's an introductory psychology course. It's core, and I have to get it out of the way. Easy ace in the hole, no matter how much I feel like I'm monotone when I do the discussion board assignments or whatever they are. I'm looking forward to getting past the initial 'general information' chapters and into some of the more interesting material. Because I'd like a writing assignment. Truth be told, the only writing I've been doing lately? Some fanfiction, occasionally, but mostly just pretendyfuntiems roleplaying and stuff. I need to get back into the swing of my collegiate writing. GIMME AN ESSAY, MOTHERFUCKERS. And none of that APA shit.
ஐ OMG IMMA GROWNUP? ஐ So, in August (quite probably; though some details are still kinda fuzzy to me since I'm not directly talking to up-top Mister Landlord Face), I'm moving out. Hopefully for good. I don't know how permanent the housing situation will be; I don't know what the girls' plans are for their futures after the next year. But at least for a year, I know that I'll have a housing situation. It's only about five or ten minutes, walking, from where I live now. And I'm really, really excited. It's a two-story house in one of the newer housing neighborhoodly bits. Part of my motivation for staying close is Nana's cancer, as most of you know about; and this way I'll be able to stretch my legs and be independent without having to go too far. If I'm needed, I'll be here. And that, to me, is more important that anything
As above mentioned, I'm hoping for a solid job where I'm still at based on my coworker's crappy performance - but I'm not holding my breath, and I'm still looking elsewhere in the meantime. I'm thinking that, if all else fails, substitute teaching (German experience will really help me land this) will work. I'm also saving up more than I am spending this summer so that I have padding once rent and utilities and groceries and HOLYCRAPREALLIFEAAAAAAH start happening, even if I'm still on the hunt for a new job. Looking into other daycare places around the area, checking out what I'm familiar with. Avoiding retail and fast food if at all possible, since I've kinda gotten past that and I've got the skills to actually get a desk job if need be; but I'm not shutting out any options at this point.
TL;DR I AM EXCITE.
ஐ MISCELLANEOUS ஐ I'm still trying to figure out just who the hell I am. I know I'm me. That's not... really detailed enough for me. It's not like I want to profile myself, but the journey to self-discovery is really kicking my ass. I think I should start meditating again, regularly, and be a little more devout in my spiritual endeavors. Even if I don't fit into a specific religious niche, I know what I do feel connected to, and there should be some effort there on my part. I can't expect cosmic shit to align if I don't help it along its way, right? Also, the government needs to stop stealing my fucking money. I hate you, IRS.
That's the end of my REAL LIFE z0MG spiel... The below is simply a list of shit I want to do with this journal. Feel free to completely disregard.
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