Monday, March 09, 2009

Talking to the voices in my head

Can you tell I've been to therapy???? Self Reflection

“Deep down even the most hardened criminal is starving for the same thing that motivates the innocent baby: Love and acceptance"

“The only thing that will make you happy is being happy with who you are, and not who people think you are."

“As you become more clear about who you really are, you'll be better able to decide what is best for you”

“There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout:
This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.

“Don't rely on someone else for your happiness and self worth. Only you can be responsible for that. If you can't love and respect yourself - no one else will be able to make that happen. Accept who you are - completely; the good and the bad - and make changes as YOU see fit - not because you think someone else wants you to be different."

“Tears are words the heart can't express"

Sunday, March 01, 2009

If that's what I am...what are you?

Ok kiddies some more trash talk from the classroom.....I know how you all love to hear about my day with the juvenile delinquents and future ditch diggers so here goes...

So part of my day is spent in the general education classroom where I support my's more like well paid babysitting, well not really. But I do spend a large amount of time simply dealing with behaviors and telling them to not act like a bunch of tards.

Anyway...I am helping one of my lower functioning kids and he asks me how to spell a word, I tell him it's right on the page of the book and to copy it. That's when the smart assed kid (a gen-ed-er, not one of my students) pipes up and says "yeah it's right in the book", you know a way of getting a dig in that well my student isn't quite as smart as him.

Now normally I would just shrug this off but this kid is a complete freak with a fucknut for a mother. He's a total Mommy's boy, dresses like he's a 4 year old with his matching little tracksuits and his little fidgety toys that he plays with when he's "stressed out". Seriously this kid is completely twisted and I predict one of following scenarios: A: one day he's going to get so fed up with his controlling mother that he's going to go all Lizzie Borden on her in her sleep hacking her into a million little pieces and spreading her remains all over the state or B: he's going to become one of those freaky serial killers like that guy from the Silence of the Lambs....I can just hear him now "It put's the lotion in the basket, or else it gets the hose. Either way it doesn't bode well for society.

Of course my student immediately told him to mind his own business, and I piped up that I agreed that he needed to take care of himself. That's when this shithead mumbles "jerk" under his breath.

Ok people this is the shit I live for...honestly given his history I was a bit insulted. I mean come on...this kid called the lunch lady a "Fucking Bitch" just last week. Is that the best you got you little shit? Seriously what do I have to do to get a legitimate diss, donn a hairnet and spoon out Tatar tots onto your lunch tray you little prick?

Needless to say the little pinhead got written up for calling me a jerk, and I am sure that Mommy Dearest will be requesting a meeting to discuss how I am demeaning her son and picking on him....I'd just love to tell her the only picking going on is her son who has his finger up his nose daily and wipes it on his cool track suit.
And they say my kids swim in the shallow end of the gene pool, at least their mother's haven't turned them in the sniveling little shit your son has become.