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I deleted all my previous entries because I felt that they were the ramblings of utter shit and were really more written (or should I say typed?) for people to read rather than simply to get things off my chest. I think both reasons for blogging are a bit stupid. Everybody blogs and everybody thinks that it is their blog that is singled out among others, that is read, that is interesting, blah, blah, blah when the truth of the matter really is that they're not that distinguished among the masses.
To write in a blog for oneself is a bit stupid as well. Eventually you'll say something insulting or something that wasn't really supposed to be read by anyone else (which kind of defeats the purpose of keeping your blog set to public instead of private) and drama will eventually ensue and all will be lost. Boo hoo. So sad. Don't be stupid. Common sense was obviously not a virtue bestowed upon everyone.
I, however, am not blogging for either of those reasons. I wont be blogging to be read nor will I be blogging something I don't want someone to read. If you are reading my blog and happen to see something you don't like or disagree with or find something personally insulting, I pretty much don't care if you know it. Don't comment me with your drama, just call me, we'll duke it out. There might possibly be cookies.
Ever since the myspace phenomenon no one really reads livejournal anyway. Unless they're spying on you.
I felt like blogging today because I am just continually pissed off with my boss. I know it's the age old problem with authority rearing it's ugly head, but count me among the masses and be done with it. I had no idea it was possible to have a hate/love relationship with my job. I always knew that I wanted to take care of children and part of that career was the option of pre-school teacher, but my god, it's not just my boss, it's my students! Who knew a 2-4 year olds could bring ya down like that? Most certainly not me. I am continually reminding myself that I am 21, they are very very young, and I am stronger than them.
It's not like it's hard to teach pre-school. Abc's 123's shapes colors yadda yadda, the basics of which I've always been fond of, it's their behavior, i mean, my god, I've seen adults give me that look of "Oh heh, you're talking to me, well, yeah...*smirk*" but children do it so much better (or should I say worse). It's kind of hard to explain the particular few that make me want to tell their parents that all they REALLY need is some damn good whiplash on the derrier. Damn state laws.
Now that I'm here to blog about what a sadistic bitch my boss is, I don't really feel like it. I suppose I was really here to just get things started. Go figure. Later then, perhaps.
And I'm off. (Because I really have no idea how to end this any other way.)
To write in a blog for oneself is a bit stupid as well. Eventually you'll say something insulting or something that wasn't really supposed to be read by anyone else (which kind of defeats the purpose of keeping your blog set to public instead of private) and drama will eventually ensue and all will be lost. Boo hoo. So sad. Don't be stupid. Common sense was obviously not a virtue bestowed upon everyone.
I, however, am not blogging for either of those reasons. I wont be blogging to be read nor will I be blogging something I don't want someone to read. If you are reading my blog and happen to see something you don't like or disagree with or find something personally insulting, I pretty much don't care if you know it. Don't comment me with your drama, just call me, we'll duke it out. There might possibly be cookies.
Ever since the myspace phenomenon no one really reads livejournal anyway. Unless they're spying on you.
I felt like blogging today because I am just continually pissed off with my boss. I know it's the age old problem with authority rearing it's ugly head, but count me among the masses and be done with it. I had no idea it was possible to have a hate/love relationship with my job. I always knew that I wanted to take care of children and part of that career was the option of pre-school teacher, but my god, it's not just my boss, it's my students! Who knew a 2-4 year olds could bring ya down like that? Most certainly not me. I am continually reminding myself that I am 21, they are very very young, and I am stronger than them.
It's not like it's hard to teach pre-school. Abc's 123's shapes colors yadda yadda, the basics of which I've always been fond of, it's their behavior, i mean, my god, I've seen adults give me that look of "Oh heh, you're talking to me, well, yeah...*smirk*" but children do it so much better (or should I say worse). It's kind of hard to explain the particular few that make me want to tell their parents that all they REALLY need is some damn good whiplash on the derrier. Damn state laws.
Now that I'm here to blog about what a sadistic bitch my boss is, I don't really feel like it. I suppose I was really here to just get things started. Go figure. Later then, perhaps.
And I'm off. (Because I really have no idea how to end this any other way.)