My loyal readers, I write to inform you of an idiot among us in the world. This idiot is in the form and a nineteen year old male named B. L.. This said idiot is under the impression that women belong only in the kitchen, bare-foot and pregnant. He also casts stones at my profession. Though he is studying to be a teacher himself, he insists that substitute teachers are not real teachers. I beg to differ. If if wasn't for us the regular teacher would get no time off, no sick leave, and no chance for sanity. We keep the students on track and maintain order. We are real teachers with back up lesson plans and the same degrees (or better) that the regular teacher has. I call on women of the world to unite and put donkey's behinds like B.L. in their place: Under our collective boots!
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Things I have had enough of.
In my life I have had my share of ups and downs and there are a few things I would like to officially say I have had enough of:
1. Being accused of being lazy. While it might seem like I spend way too much time locked in a room with my computer, I am actually quite productive. A write and edit on top of scouring the Internet for a new job. Some people I know can't realize that finding a job requires this.
2. People trying to tell me how to spend the money I earn. It's my money folks and until it becomes yours upon my demise, leave it alone! If I don't want to blow money on a life insurance thing, leave it alone. If I'm trying to save for a car, don't ask for a loan. If you want me out of your house, don't ask me to pay for your take out pizza! You want to throw me you, go ahead, but once you do, don't expect my respect. And never, ever, accuse me of trying to stick you with my bills. If I die with out that damn insurance you want me to have: dig a hole in the backyard and put me in it! I'll be dead and won't give a flying fart in space!
3. Being told I have a bad attitude. If it seems that I have a bad attitude, it's probably you. No offense, but half of the bad attitudes in the world are caused by the person doing the accusing.
4. Short jabs. I realize that I may be under what is considered normal height, but PLEASE, normal is vastly overrated. Napoleon was my size and he conquered Europe.
5. Slurs against me because I am female and where I live. We all live in an age where we should be able to argue a point without senseless name-calling and slurs. I might be a girl, but that doesn't make me a second class citizen and where I'm from no longer has any bearing on where I am going. The quickest way to end an argument is not by calling me a dumb broad, B****, or calling me a "river rat". F*** you is also not an effective way to end and argument and you only show your lack of intelligence by doing so.
6. Insult my education. By this I mean my choice in major and what I am doing with it. If you pushed me to get this degree, but aren't satisfied with where I am, LEAVE IT ALONE. You want my life so bad, try being me: you will come crawling back begging for your pathetic life.
7. Push me too far. I'm hanging on to my sanity and my will to live by a thread, push me just one inch over that line and you will be giving my eulogy.
1. Being accused of being lazy. While it might seem like I spend way too much time locked in a room with my computer, I am actually quite productive. A write and edit on top of scouring the Internet for a new job. Some people I know can't realize that finding a job requires this.
2. People trying to tell me how to spend the money I earn. It's my money folks and until it becomes yours upon my demise, leave it alone! If I don't want to blow money on a life insurance thing, leave it alone. If I'm trying to save for a car, don't ask for a loan. If you want me out of your house, don't ask me to pay for your take out pizza! You want to throw me you, go ahead, but once you do, don't expect my respect. And never, ever, accuse me of trying to stick you with my bills. If I die with out that damn insurance you want me to have: dig a hole in the backyard and put me in it! I'll be dead and won't give a flying fart in space!
3. Being told I have a bad attitude. If it seems that I have a bad attitude, it's probably you. No offense, but half of the bad attitudes in the world are caused by the person doing the accusing.
4. Short jabs. I realize that I may be under what is considered normal height, but PLEASE, normal is vastly overrated. Napoleon was my size and he conquered Europe.
5. Slurs against me because I am female and where I live. We all live in an age where we should be able to argue a point without senseless name-calling and slurs. I might be a girl, but that doesn't make me a second class citizen and where I'm from no longer has any bearing on where I am going. The quickest way to end an argument is not by calling me a dumb broad, B****, or calling me a "river rat". F*** you is also not an effective way to end and argument and you only show your lack of intelligence by doing so.
6. Insult my education. By this I mean my choice in major and what I am doing with it. If you pushed me to get this degree, but aren't satisfied with where I am, LEAVE IT ALONE. You want my life so bad, try being me: you will come crawling back begging for your pathetic life.
7. Push me too far. I'm hanging on to my sanity and my will to live by a thread, push me just one inch over that line and you will be giving my eulogy.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Hello all my avid readers (sarcasm intended!)
Hello everyone! I just thought I would give you an update. I am still upset over the events mentioned in my last entry. Heartbroken is more like it, but I am taking my hurt day by day (it's all anyone can do really). I have managed to get mad a few times, but I usually end up crying. Not something I like to admit to anyone, but it's the truth, why hide it. I'm at the point where I think what he did was rather cowardly, but that's his damn problem. I've been very lucky to have friends who actually give a rat's ass about my well being, unlike a few people I can think of and for that I am grateful. I'm going to spend some time working on myself and show him EXACTLY what he is missing!
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