That's right, folks. I'm on week number three at my new job.
AND I STILL LIKE IT!!!!
Can you believe that???? I'm so happy I've found a job that I like, rather than tolerate (because I would have settled for the latter, if need be).
The boss and I get along really well, and the kids seem to be adjusting to me fine for the most part.
And I've made up my mind on which big item I would like to save up for first - my own apartment. Why? Because, dammit, it's time. I'm almost 23 years old and need to be independent from Mommy and Daddy. Being broke makes you that way. But I appreciate all their help, and it's good to know they're always there if I need them.
This is going to be a short post because it's 9:30 and I need to go to bed, for I have to get up at 7 tomorrow.
Good night, folks!
21.7.08
5.7.08
Sitting on the Children.
I started working at the daycare on Tuesday, just a few hours after she hired me. So far, it's been fun.
I get to wear pretty much whatever I want as long as it's not slutty, and I can walk around barefoot in the house. At what other job can you do that, I ask? I work a set schedule for the most part - she has me working no earlier than 8am, and I get off no later than 5:30pm, Monday through Friday. Which is a pretty sweet deal if you ask me.
I'm really liking my new job, and I hope I stay there for awhile. I'm currently on probation for three months (which is pretty standard for any job), and I hope when that is over she'll decide that I'm awesome and keep me for longer.
The kids are pretty cool as well. Some of them have their moments, but overall, they're well behaved. They just need to get used to me being there and being "boss". Some are finding it a bit hard to adjust to that, understandably so.
I'm looking forward to the paychecks and saving up for my own apartment, or a '01-'08 cherry red VW Beetle. I haven't decided which one will be first, though. I'm thinking it'll be a lot easier to save up for the Beetle while I still live with my parental units rather than on my own paying rent. But I desperately want to be completely independent and have my own place for a change. I'm already having dreams about it.
So we'll see which big item I'll save up for first. But before I go saving up for the big item(s), I have a few other things on my list which need to come first. Like fixing my laptop. It's been on the fritz long enough, and I miss it terribly.
Well. I think that's about it for now.
I get to wear pretty much whatever I want as long as it's not slutty, and I can walk around barefoot in the house. At what other job can you do that, I ask? I work a set schedule for the most part - she has me working no earlier than 8am, and I get off no later than 5:30pm, Monday through Friday. Which is a pretty sweet deal if you ask me.
I'm really liking my new job, and I hope I stay there for awhile. I'm currently on probation for three months (which is pretty standard for any job), and I hope when that is over she'll decide that I'm awesome and keep me for longer.
The kids are pretty cool as well. Some of them have their moments, but overall, they're well behaved. They just need to get used to me being there and being "boss". Some are finding it a bit hard to adjust to that, understandably so.
I'm looking forward to the paychecks and saving up for my own apartment, or a '01-'08 cherry red VW Beetle. I haven't decided which one will be first, though. I'm thinking it'll be a lot easier to save up for the Beetle while I still live with my parental units rather than on my own paying rent. But I desperately want to be completely independent and have my own place for a change. I'm already having dreams about it.
So we'll see which big item I'll save up for first. But before I go saving up for the big item(s), I have a few other things on my list which need to come first. Like fixing my laptop. It's been on the fritz long enough, and I miss it terribly.
Well. I think that's about it for now.
27.6.08
Time for a Happy Post....for a Change.
So I have a new job prospect, and it is WAY more suited for me than my previous one.
It's working as a home daycare assistant, which means that I'll be working with children. This should make my life interesting because, let's face it, kids are amusing.
I'm pretty sure I'll get hired, but before she can hire me, I have to go through a series of tests and achieve a certificate.
I have to take a CPR/First Aide class, get fingerprinted, and get tested for TB (which I did today). ::shudders:: I hate needles. But I got a really cool circus band-aid.
I've been kind of scatterbrained lately because I've been so busy trying to figure out everything I need for the job, and setting up and preparing to puppy-sit for Lindsey's little bundle of joy, Jada.
It's day 1.5, and Jada seems to be adjusting well. She and my lovely Charlie play all the time - they're favorite game being tug-of-war. They're so cute. I've got lots of pictures.
I apologize to myself, and to anyone who reads this, for the lack of intelligence in this post, but, like I said earlier, scatterbrained is I. Or me. Correct grammar has left me momentarily.
Anyway...that's about it.
'Till next time.
It's working as a home daycare assistant, which means that I'll be working with children. This should make my life interesting because, let's face it, kids are amusing.
I'm pretty sure I'll get hired, but before she can hire me, I have to go through a series of tests and achieve a certificate.
I have to take a CPR/First Aide class, get fingerprinted, and get tested for TB (which I did today). ::shudders:: I hate needles. But I got a really cool circus band-aid.
I've been kind of scatterbrained lately because I've been so busy trying to figure out everything I need for the job, and setting up and preparing to puppy-sit for Lindsey's little bundle of joy, Jada.
It's day 1.5, and Jada seems to be adjusting well. She and my lovely Charlie play all the time - they're favorite game being tug-of-war. They're so cute. I've got lots of pictures.
I apologize to myself, and to anyone who reads this, for the lack of intelligence in this post, but, like I said earlier, scatterbrained is I. Or me. Correct grammar has left me momentarily.
Anyway...that's about it.
'Till next time.
21.6.08
Untitled (Thoughts).
I'm tired of being angry and depressed.
It's so terribly draining, and it's preventing me from living my life.
It takes too much energy to be so damn pessimistic all the time, and dwelling on things that shouldn't be dwelled upon. Most things in life are trivial, anyhow, and don't deserve a second thought.
I need to try my best not to hold grudges, to let things go, to let the past be the past and move on.
I need to work on being less judgmental... I claim not to be, but I know I am. But isn't everyone? But some are more than others. I at least know that I am not the most judgmental person in the world, but I'm not the least, either.
The only reason why I am even considering changing the way I am is not for other people's sakes, as selfish and hard as that may seem, but you shouldn't change for other people - you should change for you, because that is the only way you'll be able to do it. You may have a reason to start, and one or the same reason to help you and motivate you to get through it, but ultimately, it's your decision, and you are the one performing the tasks to get where you want to be.
People need to realize, and completely understand, that you can't change people. Period. There's no "unless they want to change". You just can't change them. They, and they alone have to make that decision. You can help lead them there, but you can't make them.
So do yourself a favor and don't try to change someone because you think you have all the answers and the "magic touch" to do so - it will only lead you nowhere, get you frustrated and upset, and it could have irreparable damages in the end.
People need to make their own mistakes, and learn from them. Why? Because nobody's perfect.
I'm not perfect.
But that's okay, because I have an awesome family, and great friends (as few as they may be). I've said it before, and I'll say it again: those of you who are my friends are pretty special, because anyone who can deal with me has to be.
So thank you. It means more to me than you'll ever know.
It's so terribly draining, and it's preventing me from living my life.
It takes too much energy to be so damn pessimistic all the time, and dwelling on things that shouldn't be dwelled upon. Most things in life are trivial, anyhow, and don't deserve a second thought.
I need to try my best not to hold grudges, to let things go, to let the past be the past and move on.
I need to work on being less judgmental... I claim not to be, but I know I am. But isn't everyone? But some are more than others. I at least know that I am not the most judgmental person in the world, but I'm not the least, either.
The only reason why I am even considering changing the way I am is not for other people's sakes, as selfish and hard as that may seem, but you shouldn't change for other people - you should change for you, because that is the only way you'll be able to do it. You may have a reason to start, and one or the same reason to help you and motivate you to get through it, but ultimately, it's your decision, and you are the one performing the tasks to get where you want to be.
People need to realize, and completely understand, that you can't change people. Period. There's no "unless they want to change". You just can't change them. They, and they alone have to make that decision. You can help lead them there, but you can't make them.
So do yourself a favor and don't try to change someone because you think you have all the answers and the "magic touch" to do so - it will only lead you nowhere, get you frustrated and upset, and it could have irreparable damages in the end.
People need to make their own mistakes, and learn from them. Why? Because nobody's perfect.
I'm not perfect.
But that's okay, because I have an awesome family, and great friends (as few as they may be). I've said it before, and I'll say it again: those of you who are my friends are pretty special, because anyone who can deal with me has to be.
So thank you. It means more to me than you'll ever know.
7.6.08
From Comment Whore to Losing Friends; and Gaining a Whole Lot More.
So I've decided that I'm a comment whore.
Looking back at more of my earlier Xanga posts, I discovered that I was pretty popular. Most of my readers were my friends, but quite a few were just random people who discovered my site and enjoyed what I wrote.
I think that was the allure of the aforementioned blogging site - the excitement of the comments to come; to see what people had to say in regards to your posts.
It's a new-age way of communication that's not so new. Feedback from people is always nice, especially when they praise you for what you say. It's encouraging to know that you're not just spouting off useless babble (even though sometimes I know I did, but often even that turned into something somewhat intelligent), that they actually read and hear what you're saying.
My old posts also made me a little sad.
Only two or three of my loyal readers/commenters have remained my friends. The others just sort of...slipped away. People change and drift apart, I know, but it's also confusing when they tell you that you are "so awesome" and that they "love you sooooooooooo much" one minute, and the next they don't return your call for days. And then from there, it's the domino effect, where eventually they don't even call at all.
Funny how life turns out.
But I am very thankful for those who have stuck by me and remained the best friends I could possibly ever ask for.
I've learned that time is a good filter - as the years pass, some friends slip through the holes, but others, no matter how hard you may subconsciously try to shake them out, are too big and important to lose.
And those are the ones who make the losses worth it.
Looking back at more of my earlier Xanga posts, I discovered that I was pretty popular. Most of my readers were my friends, but quite a few were just random people who discovered my site and enjoyed what I wrote.
I think that was the allure of the aforementioned blogging site - the excitement of the comments to come; to see what people had to say in regards to your posts.
It's a new-age way of communication that's not so new. Feedback from people is always nice, especially when they praise you for what you say. It's encouraging to know that you're not just spouting off useless babble (even though sometimes I know I did, but often even that turned into something somewhat intelligent), that they actually read and hear what you're saying.
My old posts also made me a little sad.
Only two or three of my loyal readers/commenters have remained my friends. The others just sort of...slipped away. People change and drift apart, I know, but it's also confusing when they tell you that you are "so awesome" and that they "love you sooooooooooo much" one minute, and the next they don't return your call for days. And then from there, it's the domino effect, where eventually they don't even call at all.
Funny how life turns out.
But I am very thankful for those who have stuck by me and remained the best friends I could possibly ever ask for.
I've learned that time is a good filter - as the years pass, some friends slip through the holes, but others, no matter how hard you may subconsciously try to shake them out, are too big and important to lose.
And those are the ones who make the losses worth it.
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