F my life...

Before I start, let me just say that if you don't want to hear me bitch and complain, don't read any further.


Before I even got to work this morning, people were pissing me off. I was driving to work and I got to an intersection where my light was red. I was looking around and I saw this guy walking. The thing about it though was that he was walking across the street when his light (also mine) was red. It really pissed me off because it made me think that if this guy gets hit by a car crossing the intersection legally, it's gonna be the driver's fault because "The pedestrian always has the right of way." WTF man? So, even when this guy is breaking the law and being a dumb ass idiot, it's the driver's fault for hitting him. I HATE that. So right away, my day started off with me getting mad.


Then, I get to work. Currently, I have posted 22 class cancellations on the school website and with those cancellations, I have to fill out faculty absence sheets, class cancellation notices to go on the classroom door, and take (thankfully not all 22) them to their locations. That's not such a bad thing because that's happened before, but the thing that gets me angry about some of these teachers is that:


1. Sometimes, they neglect to give me important information, like, their name or the class they teach. This causes me to have to search around for the teacher's name or class which takes up time and makes me irritated because these teachers are supposed to be competent enough to know that we can't just assume we know who's talking on the phone.


2. They sometimes give me the wrong class information or location. Like, this morning I had a chemistry teacher call in sick and she said that her class was located in one room but it was in another room, which then caused me to have to go back and post another notice on the correct room.


3. A lot of times, teachers call in at the last possible minute, literally, to cancel their class. I HATE THAT MOST OF ALL! Because not only does it make me have to go to the class and announce that their class is cancelled, but then I have to answer questions like, "Why do you wait until the last minute to post these?" and "How far in advance are teachers supposed to call in their absence?" and deal with disgruntled students because this is their only class that they had today and they drove 20 miles in the rain to get here and now they don't have a reason to be here. I feel like saying to them, "Tell this to your douche bag teacher because I didn't get the call until two minutes before I showed up," but I'm too nice, plus I'm pretty sure I'd get penalized by my boss for saying something like that.


But, on days like these when I'm angry, my co-workers make it better by playing loud disco music, as Sonik just did as I was writing this. They're definately the reason why I haven't quit yet because if I had to deal with crummy co-workers AND crummy teachers, I would've quit long ago.


That is my rant for the day. Hope you've enjoyed it.

Kürtőskalács!!!

After 3 LONG years of searching for the name of the most delicious tasting pastry I've ever had, I have succeeded! It's called Kürtőskalács. The english translation is: Stove Cake. It's a Hungarian pastry that comes from the Transylvanian region of Hungary. They are typically eaten at celebratory events like weddings and Christenings but they are frequently sold to tourists in Budapest, which is where I fell in love with this delicious gift from heaven. You have no idea how incredibly excited I am about this!

Share the good news! Celebration!

A few months ago, I posted a blog about my Aunt Cheryl and how she was given one year to live. There was cancer found in the lining of her brain and it was inoperable. She decided to undergo radiation therapy. Then, about a month ago, she was told that she had lost 90% of her kidney function and that kidney failure was going to kill her before the cancer would. Her doctors took her off most of the medication she was on and hoped for the best. Well, I am now proud to say that as of her last PET scan and blood work, there is no signs of cancer in the brain and she is gaining function back in her kidneys! The doctor said that her "death sentence" has been lifted! This is the best news I've received in a long time. It seemed like everytime she went into her doctor's office during the past 2 or 3 months, she was receiving bad news about her condition. And although the doctor told her that the specific chemotherapy she has to take for the cancer is running out, it doesn't matter because she now has longer than 1 year to live! BEST NEWS I'VE RECEIVED ALL WEEK!!!!

Why do I keep doing things that go against my morals?

It only sets me up for a world of hurt. Is it because I need to experience humility? Because I have. On more than one occassion at this point. I'm now disappointed in myself, in others, hurt by said others, etc. I'm angry, frustrated, sad all because I did something I shouldn't have. Ugh. And I can't stop thinking about it either. And about the other person involved (actually, they are all I've thought about the past couple of days). I hate that. I'm trying not to regret what I did because regretting it doesn't change the fact that it happened. I just need to move on. I need to refocus and work towards achieving my goals. But it's easier said than done when you can't get your mind off of someone. Please don't let this hurt like it did the last time someone hurt me because I honestly can't take it. I know I probably won't survive it because I barely survived the last time. I have to move on. Hopefully I can.

You can dance, you can jive!

Warning: the following contains just random thoughts that are running through my head.


As I listen to the song "Dancing Queen" more and more, I have come to realize that it is my favorite song. Not because it is well written (because I know songs that are well written, and this is not one of them), but because it is an upbeat, "Celebrate Life!" type of song. And it reminds me of a time in life when I was young(er) and carefree. And, it reminds me of Alex and Phi doing their gay dance during Unconcert which ALWAYS makes me laugh, even 7 years later. This song, no matter what mood I'm in (and lately, I've been in a bad mood), always brightens my day.


Visions that run through my mind on a consistent basis: Running around the UN trying to save the world from cruelties beyond our grasp. And teaching high school government; being that teacher that truly inspires her kids; if I do become a government teacher, one thing I'd implement in my class is holding elections so that my kids know what to expect and then I would use their votes to decide who I should vote for because I see my vote as counting for the amount of kids I teach. UCLA. Maybe Occidental. Meeting someone special and starting a family.That's it.

On being a hermit.

In recent weeks, I've realized that I have become somewhat of a hermit. I guess it's mostly due to the fact that I'm trying rather hard to keep my grades up. Since the last summer session, I've been averaging a 3.0 GPA, however, due to my past laziness, my overall GPA is currently a 2.94. But all is not lost. If everything goes according to my plan, I should have a 3.0 by the end of the semester (possibly higher if I get a C on that Poli Sci final that I had to makeup earlier this week. I took an "incomplete" for one of my Poli Sci classes that I took in fall because at the end of the semester I got incredibly sick and missed like 2 weeks of class). So, for now, this is my life.

As much as I am loving the fact that I am getting good grades, I've come to realize that I miss socializing with people. I seem to have distanced myself from the people around me and am in this sort of state of "friend limbo," as I like to call it because I don't feel connected to the people I usually hang out with anymore. I've come to think that maybe I don't fit in anymore because I have a different plan than they do. And by that, I mean that my plan is to actually move on from a community college. I seem to get frustrated with them when they don't go to their classes, but I feel like I shouldn't judge them because it was not that long ago that I was the same way. I think this is also contributing to my "hermit-ness."

I've also been looking into the colleges that I want to apply to. Doing this is getting me so excited to transfer. Right now, my top two choices are UCLA and Occidental (they're really tied for first at this point), followed by Berkeley. And the more colleges I look at, the more I feel the need to apply to not just one or two, but I feel I should apply to like 10 just to make sure that I get in somewhere (because I have this fear that the schools will look at my past grades and say, "She's had a lot of withdrawls and a couple of F's, I don't think we should let her in"). I'm just being prepared I guess.

I wish I could say that my life is more exciting right now, but really, this is about it. And, thus, I'm ending this blog abruptly.

30 Hours

This is how I'm spending my weekend. My youth group decided to be apart of World Vision's "30 Hour Famine" in which we raised a little over $1,000 to go towards starving children all over the world. I'm so pround of my kids for doing this because that means they're raising awareness of something that is extremely important. WE ARE SO AWESOME!!!