pop up commercials? really?!
well, if i have to see that again, i may not ever return here. wtf livejournal. really?!
i hate you.
well now.
so, i'm doing field experience at timken high school and have befriended the "self-proclaimed cool kid," who also reminds me of a mixture between josh ison and myself. like, our hideous love child.
in order to understand what these bags of emotions are going through, i am reading this book called "a trib apart" that was written in the 90's. still trying to figure out how understanding what teenagers in the 90's has to do with teenagers in the 00's. besides... i was a teenager in the 00's. i'm pretty sure I know what's "down." wurd.
classes for education are monotanous. strange. and easy. it's all really common sense for the most part. The class that I learned the most in had to do with children with mental disabilities. i actually learned something new in there. everything else is just repeating itself.
i have a class with paula trippe. that's kind of weird.
I'm finally starting to understand that it doesn't matter if i'm not included into a "group." i've ALWAYS been the by-stander in groups -- going from one to the other, but never fully included. but, that's okay. so long as I have people to talk to and hang out with who actually care about me, yes. This realization came upon getting casted into a play and being pissed to discover that everybody in the play already knew each other and hang out with each other outside of the play. well, krystian gets no phone calls to hang out, but it's okay. they are now just "play aquaintences," and i will not be angry with them for petty bullshit. i feel like this is a big step for me. hahaha.
I am also starting to come to terms with my image. i'm not skinny, and I probably never will be. but being fat does not neccessitate being ugly. movies and magazines tell me this, but it's not true. I've seen MANY beautiful big women. maybe i am one of those? Well, I'm not hideous. that's at least a start.
i hate you.
well now.
so, i'm doing field experience at timken high school and have befriended the "self-proclaimed cool kid," who also reminds me of a mixture between josh ison and myself. like, our hideous love child.
in order to understand what these bags of emotions are going through, i am reading this book called "a trib apart" that was written in the 90's. still trying to figure out how understanding what teenagers in the 90's has to do with teenagers in the 00's. besides... i was a teenager in the 00's. i'm pretty sure I know what's "down." wurd.
classes for education are monotanous. strange. and easy. it's all really common sense for the most part. The class that I learned the most in had to do with children with mental disabilities. i actually learned something new in there. everything else is just repeating itself.
i have a class with paula trippe. that's kind of weird.
I'm finally starting to understand that it doesn't matter if i'm not included into a "group." i've ALWAYS been the by-stander in groups -- going from one to the other, but never fully included. but, that's okay. so long as I have people to talk to and hang out with who actually care about me, yes. This realization came upon getting casted into a play and being pissed to discover that everybody in the play already knew each other and hang out with each other outside of the play. well, krystian gets no phone calls to hang out, but it's okay. they are now just "play aquaintences," and i will not be angry with them for petty bullshit. i feel like this is a big step for me. hahaha.
I am also starting to come to terms with my image. i'm not skinny, and I probably never will be. but being fat does not neccessitate being ugly. movies and magazines tell me this, but it's not true. I've seen MANY beautiful big women. maybe i am one of those? Well, I'm not hideous. that's at least a start.