Pulled In Many Directions

Not-so-daily rambings about my life and my thoughts

Thursday, September 29, 2005

I'm Entitled to a Work Vent!

I generally am enjoying my classes and I think most of the kids I teach are the coolest ones I have known in a long time. Yet there is this one boy I teach who drives me bananas and to make things worse, apparently his parents don't care what he does, as long as he is happy.

This boy supposedly is the son of a very important Hong Kong person and I had been told earlier in the year that I am strongly encouraged to not single him out for disciplining, no matter what kind of little shit he is being, as his mom will complain to the school and threaten to withdraw him or ask for my removal otherwise. Yesterday he started bawling cause I took his chair. I didn't even know I took his chair. He didn't tell the Chinese teacher I took his chair until he started wailing. I swear to God I thought he was going to get sick, he was crying so much. And today I discovered two very sad things. If a student gets any words wrong on their spelling test, they must write out each word three times and then hand the book back in to the teacher. Yet this boy, and most likely backed by his mother, will only write out each word once. I don't care what kind of little prince his mom says he is when she tucks him into bed each night. He still has to do the work everyone else has to do.

But the saddest thing of all is that he can not spell his own name in English. He regularly spells it with only the first three letters. Out of 4. But still.

Thank God he is the only one like that. The other kids, I fear are going to turn me into a clucky beast more sooner than later.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Help! A Family Is Holding Me Hostage!

The Medicis.

It's all my fault actually. I let them into my life. I created them. Yes, I am talking about my adventures with The Sims 2. It's so strange how a game where you have to take care of a person's health, hygeine, hunger and personal life can so quickly make you forget to mind your own. (Well, I have *yet* to tell any friends that I am too busy to see them, cause I need to get little Anthony's grades up and Veronica needs a new boyfriend, but I sure have not been getting enough sleep as of late, as I have been too engrossed in keeping my family happy.)

I had a family of four: Paolo, Gianna, Veronica and Antonio Medici. (They lived in Veronaville. What can I say?) and as of now, only one original family member remains, Veronica. Paolo and Gianna were an elderly couple living with their two grown children. Somehow, Antonio went into the bathtub and refused to come out, forgetting to eat, sleep and pee. He ju8st sat there and sat there, as I helplessly watched his mood meter fall into the red. The he got out of the bed and got dressed to meet the Grim Reaper. He was taken in front of his family, save for Veronica who was at work at the time. They were all devastated. Now Antonio wanders the house at night, complaining he has no bed. Not sure why that is, as he is now taking a nice long sirt nap under a weeping willow tree Veronica's new live-in boyfriend (Edward Mellon) wanted to own.

When I last left them, Edward and Veronica's son, Anthony, had grown up to be a happy bright child who is a C student(for now) and Edward caught Veronica flirting with one of his closest friends. So now he is all shattered and won't speak with her, even though Veronica still loves Edward. (She wants everyone to love her; that's her life's goal.)

When I get around to it, I will have to post some pics of my new family. It's just surreal and funny how obsessed with this game I have become. I'm already now thinking of introducing a new family into the mix. Maybe they'll be Asian and I will call them the Tamagotchis (or Tamagrouchis) or something like that.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

A Memo From the Desk Of He's Just Not That Into You

I thought I was going to have a real horrible night this evening, and that would have sucked with it being two of my friends' celebrating their birthdays with dinner and drinks. I went out with a friend last night and that was fun, until I got into my bed and realized I can no longer drink 3 large glasses of Coke without suffering some effects. I had a really fitful night's sleep, and then, the does-he-or-doesn't-he guy (OK, I'm sure I know the answer!) decided to message me at 2:15 a.m. asking me the same question that I had asked him a couple days earlier, whether he was going to go to this party or not. His response to my question: "..." Well, not really. There was no ellipsis.

Messaging him is starting to feel like dropping a coin down a dark well. I think the coin reached the bottom, but I have no way of really knowing that for sure. So strange my friends were all convinced he really liked me, but I'm just not reading that. My friend thinks I myself may not like him that much, which could very well be true. I guess I'll just chalk it up to experience and get going.

Thankfully I have a bunch of good friends here and that does include Mr. Dhodh. I just have to keep faith that by being true to myself, I will make it easier for the right guy to come into my life and really knock my socks off.

Monday, September 19, 2005

Mid-Autumn Festival Post Mortem

Almost literally. It seems all my friends are dead today, having partied too hard. I've sent out a few texts and even dared to call one, but it seems that collectively, we must all have just barely two brain cells to rub together to form any coherent thoughts. I have heard from no one today! Heh.

I feel OK right now, but definitely not 100 percent, and last night I barely drank anything at all. Quite the change of pace from Friday night, which I am definitely not going to get into here. (All in the name of remembering good things, you know!)

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Taking a Mini-Break

Just popping in to say that my computer develops a migraine every time I try to play my newly bought Sims 2 game. So I took it into the shop and it'll be a bit, maybe Friday, maybe more likely Monday or Tuesday before I get it back to me, hopefully upgraded and fixed so I can play my game! So I haven't blogged much because of that.

The date I had went much better than I had planned and I guess my attitude's been upgraded to "Let's see how this goes." My friend told me some pretty funny things about how I essentially need to hit him over the head and tell him I like him, but that's too high schoolish for me. I am going to go out with this guy and see what develops. It's weird fielding questions from our mutual friends though! But he is easy to talk to and has a good sense of humor. I'm not in any mood right now to rush into anything so soon so I can complain that he never shuts up nor takes anything seriously! ;) (Yeah, I'm a total romantic, what can I say?)

Friday, September 09, 2005

A Deep Breath is Necessary

I just backed myself into a date with the guy I had talked about earlier. He wanted to go see Stomp, I've always wanted to go see that show, I enjoy his company, but before I knew what was going on, he said OK, it's a date. Have to be very careful with this. I know it's only one date but don't want to again risk putting anyone else's feelings before my own. I like him, but I just want friends right now.

I got an email from a guy I must not have said more than 10 words to in all of high school. A pretty nice email. He seemed impressed with what I was doing (Kind of nice to re-read especially as today my kids were off the wall and I had a "What the hell am I doing???" moment) and it's kind of funny as in his profile, he talked about traveling through Europe, something I have always wanted to do.

Funny thing with this guy is that in 10th grade or something, someone called me up pretending to be him and this person was all "I really like you, how'd you like to meet me at the mall this weekend and we could go out." kind of thing. I didn't bite for it, as "his" voice sounded awfully strange and I thought I was being had.

I have to say I respect him emailing me cause there have been other people I have wanted to get in contact with, a former hippie friend turned Air Force Captain (I think) for one, but it's been so long since we last talked, I feel goofy saying anything at all. So good for him for writing me. I'll write him back once my email stops flaking out.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Figures (How Not to Run A Business 101)

After asking my boss how it happened my paycheck was stuck and then getting nowhere, I stupidly forged ahead and told my boss today I was disappointed this whole thing happened. She said to me:

"OK, thank you!"

I get it. I am so beyond caring now. I got my money but damn, if that isn't a message to shove off she's not interested, I don't know what else would be!

Monday, September 05, 2005

Work Sucks, I Know...

I know I am risking my job when I complain about it here on this blog, but today has been such a painful day, so much so that if I do get canned it might be a relief.

I did not get paid today after all.

Well, I did. It's sitting there in my bank account, but I can not apparently get at it until 4 p.m. tomorrow because some genius decided to forego the autopayment and have a check cut for me. Which now needs to clear.

I guess that would be OK, but they did not in any way shape or form tell me this had happened this morning when I first came in, that something had happened to my payment. I had been told in passing sometime last week that maybe something had happened, but I figured there would have been enough time to get things straightened out on their own. I even found a note this morning that had Chinese writing all over it, then said "Miss Kate" at the bottom. When I asked the head teacher what that was about, she said "Something about your check, but I don't know." The worst thing is that I had to find out ON MY OWN that I was not getting paid today. And NO ONE who represents the management of my school is taking responsibility for the mistake or offered an advance or were upfront about having made a mistake. A coworker lent me some money for tonight. Another one gave me some crackers to take home, worried I had no food in the house. But no one who really could do anything, who had the power to do anything to help me out, did anything to help me out.

And it just got sillier. My boss said to me "I'd lend you some money but I am sooooooo busy. Let me know if you need anything though!" Well, duh! I need money!

I am planning on going to see my boss tomorrow to ask what happened and hope for some kind of assurance that this will not happen again. I hate it when people do stupid shit like this, cause then it makes me wonder if it was the luck of the draw, or do they respect me soooooo little that they think that can get away with this kind of crap.

Tomorrow we'll see what happens. I may start to save up for a month-long move to Thailand!

Sunday, September 04, 2005

In A Crank

Cause I'm all tired and get moody cause of it and my friends just want to go go go all night clubbing. I wish I could still do that. Even with tomorrow being Sunday, it's rare I want to see the sun come up in the morning.

Tomorrow going to try for dim sum on the 98 dollars I have left to spend for the month. Thank God Monday is pay day.

Nighty night, kiddies!

Saturday, September 03, 2005

A Meme Just Cause I Don't Want To Dwell on Anything Else

Want to join in?
Go to Music Outfitters
Type in the year you graduated high school under "Search"
Bold the songs you like, leave alone those you hate, italicize the ones you can't remember.

1. Gangsta's Paradise, Coolio
2. Waterfalls, TLC
3. Creep, TLC
4. Kiss From A Rose, Seal
5. On Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
6. Another Night, Real McCoy
7. Fantasy, Mariah Carey
8. Take A Bow, Madonna
9. Don't Take It Personal (Just One Of Dem Days), Monica
10. This Is How We Do It, Montell Jordan
11. I Know, Dionne Farris
12. Water Runs Dry, Boyz II Men
13. Freak Like Me, Adina Howard
14. Run-Around, Blues Traveler
15. I Can Love You Like That, All-4-One
16. Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman?, Bryan Adams
17. Always, Bon Jovi
18. Boombastic / In The Summertime, Shaggy
19. Total Eclipse Of The Heart, Nicki French
20. You Gotta Be, Des'ree
21. You Are Not Alone, Michael Jackson
22. Hold My Hand, Hootie and The Blowfish
23. One More Chance-Stay With Me, Notorious B.I.G.
24. Here Comes The Hotstepper, Ini Kamoze
25. Candy Rain, Soul For Real
26. Let Her Cry, Hootie and The Blowfish
27. I Believe, Blessid Union Of Souls
28. Red Light Special, TLC
29. Runaway, Janet Jackson

30. Strong Enough, Sheryl Crow
31. Colors Of The Wind, Vanessa Williams
32. Someone To Love, Jon B.
33. Only Wanna Be With You, Hootie and The Blowfish
34. If You Love Me, Brownstone
35. In The House Of Stone And Light, Martin Page
36. I Got 5 On It, Luniz
37. Baby, Brandy
38. Run Away, Real McCoy
39. As I Lay Me Down, Sophie B. Hawkins
40. He's Mine, Mokenstef
41. December, Collective Soul
42. I'll Be There For You-You're All I Need To Get By, Method Man-Mary J. Blige
43. Shy Guy, Diana King
44. I'm The Only One, Melissa Etheridge
45. Every Little Thing I Do, Soul For Real
46. Before I Let You Go, BLACKstreet
47. Big Poppa / Warning, Notorious B.I.G.
48. Sukiyaki, 4 P.M.
49. I Wanna Be Down, Brandy

50. I'll Make Love To You, Boyz II Men
51. Dear Mama / Old School, 2Pac
52. Hold On, Jamie Walters
53. Keep Their Heads Ringin', Dr. Dre
54. The Rhythm Of The Night, Corona
55. Roll To Me, Del Amitri
56. Scream / Childhood, Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson
57. Freek'n You, Jodeci
58. I Wish, Skee-lo
59. Believe, Elton John
60. Carnival, Natalie Merchant
61. You Don't Know How It Feels, Tom Petty

6 2. Back For Good, Take That
63. Tootsee Roll, 69 Boyz
64. You Want This-70's Love Groove, Janet Jackson
65. Tell Me, Groove Theory
66. Can't You See, Total
67. All I Wanna Do, Sheryl Crow
68. This Lil' Game We Play, Subway
69. Come And Get Your Love, Real McCoy
70. This Ain't A Love Song, Bon Jovi

71. Secret, Madonna
72. Player's Anthem, Junior M.A.F.I.A.
73. Feel Me Flow, Naughty By Nature
74. Every Day Of The Week, Jade

75. The Sweetest Days, Vanessa Williams
76. Short Dick Man, 20 Fingers Featuring Gillette
77. Brokenhearted, Brandy
78. No More "I Love You's", Annie Lennox
79. You Used To Love Me, Faith Evans
80. Constantly, Immature
81. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me, U2
82. 100% Pure Love, Crystal Waters

83. Ask Of You, Raphael Saadiq
84. Sugar Hill, Az
85. Good, Better Than Ezra
86. Brown Sugar, D'angelo
87. Turn The Beat Around, Gloria Estefan
88. 'Til You Do Me Right, After 7
89. 1st Of Tha Month, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

90. Like The Way I Do If I Wanted To, Melissa Etheridge
91. I Live My Life For You, Firehouse
92. Dream About You-Funky Melody, Stevie B
93. Cotton Eye Joe, Rednex
94. Thank You, Boyz II Men
95. I'll Stand By You, Pretenders
96. I Miss You, N II U
97. Give It 2 You, Da Brat
98. Best Friend, Brandy
99. Misery, Soul Asylum
100. Can't Stop Lovin' You, Van Halen

Friday, September 02, 2005

News Overload

I just can't watch the news anymore. All the talk is about the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. Thousands have died and it seems a good majority of those who are living are looting, rioting, shooting, raping and assaulting others now.

September 11 was a real tragedy and while maybe my memories of the events during and after it have softened over time, I really don't remember any news of the people there developing a sense of lawlessness. I know September 11 happened in a more localized area, but why can't some people in New Orleans simply be happy they are alive and not try to harm anyone else?

Compliments You Never Hear Much...

It's always good when someone compliments you of course, but it's really good when it's from someone you respect or when it's about something you already like about yourself and someone else notices.

My coteacher really has her act together, as far as I can see, and she seemed impressed with the idea I had to store my flashcards in a small postcard album I bought for 10 dollars at a local department store. She said she would follow my thinking with her flashcards. That just about made my day.

And then when I was at the other school, just waiting it out and chattering to two of my coworkers, one of them remarked how he liked how I spoke; that I come up with the strangest connections within my conversations and also have an interesting vocabulary.

I'm very proud of my non sequiturs and my view of the world, thank you.