::baby steps::
little things turn tragic so quick: is this for wanting some form of excitement in my life? nothing's happened as of late, but my dreams turn reality upside down & i wake up feeling horrible. or, it's my allergies. yesterday & today i just wish i could cry: my eyes hurt so much.
i'm not thinking much these days on the future. a little bit at a time, everyday. this new job is a big step for me. there are pieces of my past that i still stumble over now and again (here i go getting vague again)... i like to rub salt on my wounds, is that it? i must stop torturing myself! school is like an ominous forboding giant waiting for me to try and get past perpetual junior college life. it's cheap, but will i ever move up in the world? i must sound so unhappy about the whole thing, but i'm not. it's just the way things are going to have to be for me. two years spent trying to be a musician when i finally realized that i want to be a teacher. kudos to teri for taking on the junior highers. i'll stick with the little kids! (elementary)
only 4 days left (!!!) at the bank & thankfully i haven't had too many major obstacles preventing me from doing my work and wrapping up unfinished business. the new place suits me nicely, even if it is "glorified secretarial work" as i call it. hey, when one doesn't know what one's official job title is, one must improvise.
BY THE WAY...a rant about my distance education videos: Political Science has turned out to be surprisingly interesting AND up-to-date. Whereas, Child Developement, on the other hand, appears to date back to the early 90's, sporting bad haircuts and one Amish-looking PhD with a comb-over. Nice beard, dude. Mental note: this is the complete opposite of what I expected.
i'm not thinking much these days on the future. a little bit at a time, everyday. this new job is a big step for me. there are pieces of my past that i still stumble over now and again (here i go getting vague again)... i like to rub salt on my wounds, is that it? i must stop torturing myself! school is like an ominous forboding giant waiting for me to try and get past perpetual junior college life. it's cheap, but will i ever move up in the world? i must sound so unhappy about the whole thing, but i'm not. it's just the way things are going to have to be for me. two years spent trying to be a musician when i finally realized that i want to be a teacher. kudos to teri for taking on the junior highers. i'll stick with the little kids! (elementary)
only 4 days left (!!!) at the bank & thankfully i haven't had too many major obstacles preventing me from doing my work and wrapping up unfinished business. the new place suits me nicely, even if it is "glorified secretarial work" as i call it. hey, when one doesn't know what one's official job title is, one must improvise.
BY THE WAY...a rant about my distance education videos: Political Science has turned out to be surprisingly interesting AND up-to-date. Whereas, Child Developement, on the other hand, appears to date back to the early 90's, sporting bad haircuts and one Amish-looking PhD with a comb-over. Nice beard, dude. Mental note: this is the complete opposite of what I expected.
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