fickle and lazy
subject says it all really. i'm torn between art and english. I usually like to combine the two. But i'm leaning towards english now because I am lazy as fuck and can't wait to get the hell out of school. Sooo that would make me an English major or something with education as a minor so that I can teach english. whatever. I have way more credits in English and English has always come really easy to me. thus the laziness. Whereas I know I am moderately talented in the art department, i really have no confidence when it comes to art, but i also know that picking art as a major would be completely challenging and difficult for me. not to say that english wouldn't be challenging or difficult. i just think i would be able to keep my head above water easier than i would in art. maybe one day i'll be like chris van allsburg and write a book and illustrate it like i used to do when i was five.
i'm in 3 classes as of right now at suffolk, but i'm thinking about adding another one. an english one. to kickstart my ass into gear.
work has been somewhat dramatic as of this past week due to disputes with jenny and the school district. it's completely luticris (sp?) what they are doing to her. The entire thing is totally based on hearsay. It's completely highschool. It's sad that an entire school district of middle aged adults can be such bullies and caddy even more so. I really hope Jenny comes out tonite and meets up with us. I think she needs to drink and cheer up. She's got enough people on her side to help her pull through and this bullshit so hopefully everything will be ok.
sickness is getting the best of me. well the best of my appearance, that is. Stupid cold and stupid horrible tissues have caused a bunch of cuts on my nostrils. They hurt me like hell. I feel all chopped up. I went tanning to heat the sickness out of me. I guess it partially worked, but it burnt my face so now my face is peeling. I feel so disgusting and gross. It really makes me feel insecure, but luckily none of the children at work have said anything about it which means a, they haven't noticed (yeah right) or b, they actually have some manners. Kids are usually the first people to say anything about anything new about your appearance so for them not to have said a thing must mean I have done something right.
and also this week i found out that one of my favorite children at childcare is actually offspring from someone i went to school with and a nephew of someone in my grade. weird. it would be really weird to see people my age that i know from school to start dropping off kids at childcare.
i'm in 3 classes as of right now at suffolk, but i'm thinking about adding another one. an english one. to kickstart my ass into gear.
work has been somewhat dramatic as of this past week due to disputes with jenny and the school district. it's completely luticris (sp?) what they are doing to her. The entire thing is totally based on hearsay. It's completely highschool. It's sad that an entire school district of middle aged adults can be such bullies and caddy even more so. I really hope Jenny comes out tonite and meets up with us. I think she needs to drink and cheer up. She's got enough people on her side to help her pull through and this bullshit so hopefully everything will be ok.
sickness is getting the best of me. well the best of my appearance, that is. Stupid cold and stupid horrible tissues have caused a bunch of cuts on my nostrils. They hurt me like hell. I feel all chopped up. I went tanning to heat the sickness out of me. I guess it partially worked, but it burnt my face so now my face is peeling. I feel so disgusting and gross. It really makes me feel insecure, but luckily none of the children at work have said anything about it which means a, they haven't noticed (yeah right) or b, they actually have some manners. Kids are usually the first people to say anything about anything new about your appearance so for them not to have said a thing must mean I have done something right.
and also this week i found out that one of my favorite children at childcare is actually offspring from someone i went to school with and a nephew of someone in my grade. weird. it would be really weird to see people my age that i know from school to start dropping off kids at childcare.