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Name: mel
Country: Canada
State: Ontario
Metro: Toronto
Birthday: 4/22/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: Shoes, Patrick Dempsey, take out, laughing at stuff, dogs, and my vast collection of what my brother likes to call "turdy 80's music".
Expertise: Apparently, bunching roses. I have worked there for a month and a half and have gotten 2 raises? What can I say except: "I rule".
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Member Since:
4/20/2004
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| The problem with teaching is that you have to think about and practice it so much that it is hard to keep it separate from the part of you that is not a teacher. And then, to top it all off, your job is to talk about the touchiest subject of all: other people's kids. So, when an angry parent criticizes your teacher self in a yelling sort of way, it is hard not to take it personally ...uhhhhAKA sob uncontrollably so that all of your sentences end in "oo-hoo-hoo"s. What I really need a nice thick outer shell. Or, a closet to hide in. Or, a thick-skinned person hiding behind a bookshelf ready to jump out and defend me. Where do you think I can get one of those? | | |
| General Weirdnesses of Late:
1. I am liking my job. What the heck. I guess I have accepted the fact that I have to work most of the time and am not really minding. Sometimes I am sad about the fact that I have no social life beyond school... but then I usually console myself by going to H&M and buying something awesome-looking. A healthy consolation, I think.
2. Valentine's Day is looming and I don't even care. Generally full of singleton outrage on this most contrived of all holidays, I console myself by glaring at anybody looking couple-y or even a little bit happy. Not this time. I am even going to wear pink and red and white. Don't worry -- my singleton self is not dead. I yelled in rage yesterday as I searched the racks for a nice b-day card for the omster and all the "Congrats You're Really Old" cards were blatantly couple-esque (i.e. "You bring joy to our family" or "You inspire us"). I guess single people don't feel that way about their grandparents, right? I mean, what the hell!!?!?!?!
3. At the family reunion yesterday, nobody even asked me about the apparent lack-of-date. Not even the kooky aunts. Not-a-one.
4. My doctor removed all of my stitches on Wednesday, sans one. Yes, he left a little souveneir of surgeries past right there at the top of my head.
5. My computer crashed. ?!?!?!? When I went to check my email she was breathing raspily and would not wake up from sleeping. It finally started back up after I freaked out and banged the keyboard and the power button a billion times and now seems to be fine, but I thought that macs were not supposed to do that? The commercial even bragged about that???
6. Crazy neighbour Willie offered to sell me a bag of cigarettes for $15. Oh wait, that's normal. I declined, but promised I would tell every single one of my friends about his generous offer. If interested, see Willie, Apt. 404 (ring bell, please). | | |
| snow day! yessss! this is the best day ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(yes, this is the most exciting thing that has happened to me in months, and yes, it is 6:30).
laaaa la laaaaaaaaaaaaa. | | |
| i think i have lost the touch. i am having a writing block. *flops onto chair in concerned, depressed manner* i just can't seem to convert my whiny opinions into interesting drivel. until i can begin to do so, you will not be hearing from me. in continuing with my 974 day ritual, i will not post things that actually have meaning or pertain to anything; nor will i support xanga by going premium. i hereby pledge my undying support to pointlessness. | | |
| Mel's Life: An Acrostic
B - Boys, cute, lack thereof. Also, Boys, ages 6 & 7, too many of. B is also for Bedtime, which is 9:30.
O - Overwhelmed. Over-worked. Oh my.
R - Red duvet cover. Nice in small doses (the package), but the overall effect of a whole red bed is blinding.
I - Intelligent. The MENSA online fun test I took said I was practically a genius. You are so lucky to know me.
N - New stuff. I got some new stuff. Yep. Oh, and Nerd, I am a huge.
G - Grey's Anatomy, Season II. Also, G is for Get off your lazy ass and entertain me via comments. Love Mel. | | |
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