I'm not that girl
Okay, back up. It's been almost a week since Gina's updated livejournal. That just doesn't happen. Sorry for slacking, guys. I'm sure you all missed me ;)
This is going to be a short post since I need to go call my dad and (gulp) ask for a loan. Pray for me...
So I absolutely love my new job. I think I like working with kids because they're random just like me. That, and kids always make you feel needed. (This is inherent in most girls: the need to feel needeed). When I worked at the law firm, they'd tell me, "Oh, this is not that urgent. Just do that when you get a chance." But children need your attention. They need you to play with them, hold them, teach them. And that's why I leave work feeling like I really did something.
If you haven't heard the musical Wicked....you poor thing, I'm just so sorry.
I think I'm doomed, too
This is going to be a short post since I need to go call my dad and (gulp) ask for a loan. Pray for me...
So I absolutely love my new job. I think I like working with kids because they're random just like me. That, and kids always make you feel needed. (This is inherent in most girls: the need to feel needeed). When I worked at the law firm, they'd tell me, "Oh, this is not that urgent. Just do that when you get a chance." But children need your attention. They need you to play with them, hold them, teach them. And that's why I leave work feeling like I really did something.
If you haven't heard the musical Wicked....you poor thing, I'm just so sorry.
I think I'm doomed, too