Sep 18, 2006 22:38
Sooo. Second week of work at the daycare center. It's not so bad, there's up and downs. Work = $. Hurrah? My dad keeps asking how/when I get paid. I'm not really going to walk up to my boss and ask. I'm still a nub at work. I feel bad for continually going to my boss to figure out where I have to be. I showed the other head teacher my schedule and never got it back... I guess I'll confirm with my boss tomorrow on some stuff. :x Deheh. Little kids suck. Especially since their parents don't know how bad they are. It kinda pisses me off that they don't. Asian parents kinda piss me off. Oh, and joy for being stuck with the problem child. He just sits there kinda sleepy-looking and then he kept chucking his worksheets on the ground. The pencil too.
It depresses me because I had a flashback today of me in a daycare at Vallco mall. They had the glass windows looking out into the mall, and I remember always pressing my face against the window, looking for my parents... it made me incredibly sad. :\ I have just a bit of childhood trauma. Another thing that still bothers me today is that trip to the teddy bear factory in like, first grade. My parents didn't write me a check (I can't remember why that is, but I'm almost 100% sure it wasn't me that forgot to ask them) and I never got to make a bear. So, when people talk about their teddy bears... it just, hits me. I can't take it still.
Mm, worries about college stuffs. It's really depressing that a 5th grader at work asked me what college I was going to and what I was going to major in. 'Cause I don't know. I don't know where I'm going from here. I was looking at CSU stuffs, but I keep getting the CSU bashingness. And Jenny says she'll kill me if I go to a CSU (aside from the Cal Polys). I'm applying to UCs and CSUs. I don't want to apply to any privates, not just because of the hassle, but also because I'm just not interested. I really wouldn't mind going to De Anza then transferring either. Meh. I don't know. The CSU business stuffs looks alright. Whatever... to be honest, I'm so outright utterly sick of school at the moment. Just... everything. I don't mean to be emo, but I hate it. I hate it so much.
(Mm, I have this song stuck in my head. I blame you just a bit, Phil. :x But it's not like I wasn't listening to it a lot anyway.)
I keep dreaming you’ll be with me
And you’ll never go
Stop breathing if
I don’t see you anymore
Foolish? :\ Maybe...
But it's why I keep moving along.