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Name: Gina
Birthday: 9/21/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: Anything strange or unusual. I adore poetry and music, movies that make you cry, and finding out how people's brains work. Anything Irish is cool, and I love Canadians, especially Blackfoot Piikani Indians.
Expertise: I'm not particularly that GOOD at much, but I am good at having fun, and I love to laugh. I'm mediocre at playing piano, I have a decent Canadian accent, and I love working with children. (I connect with them on THEIR level, mmmm...)
Occupation: Accounting/Finance
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
11/20/2003
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| There is nothing but this blank white screen in front of me and I don't
know what to say. So much spins in my head, so many feelings and lack
of feelings and happiness and sorrow and I can't really contain it all.
I fear it may kill me.
I've come to some important realizations:
1. You know you hate your job when:
You hope to get sick so you can have some days off.
The best part of your day is your
trip to the bathroom because then you get some peace.
2.Money is the stupidest thing ever made.
3.Adulthood is highly overrated.
And that kids, is the best I can do.
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| The Life and Times of Beauregard
(I'm Gina's dog in case you're wondering)
Well, today was a pretty good day. I woke up, pooped, ate, slept,
pooped some more (I love it because Gina has to clean it all up when
she gets home!!) then I ate and slept again. When Gina got home I acted
happy to see her (of course this is just a ruse to get food and a
backscratch) and then she let me out to play!!! I ran around in
circles, pooped, buried some cornbread, ate some porkchops, and ran
around in circles again. Then I stopped for a backscratch. Gina always
wants to stop scratching too soon though so I had to bite her to remind
her that her hands should be busy doing their most important task ever.
Then I just bit her hand for fun. Humans taste funny. Then I ran around
in circles some more, pooped, and ran again, then I stopped to play
that game where I chew on Gina's hair. It's so funny!! I love the way
she screams and backs away. You'd think the girl liked her hair or
something. It sure is funny that she's only hairy on the top though;
how do humans stay warm? Then she put me back in my little home and I
got to eat more, and now I'm thinking about pooping again, just to make
sure Gina feels like she is valuable to me, but instead I think I'll
just go to sleep.
Sigh.
It sure is good to be a dog.
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| So.... I've been really busy.
Yeah.
I work....all the time. With children. And I'm tired. It's sad when the
highlight of your day is when the kids go to sleep so you can actually
get something done. Actually I'm thinking about quitting. My boss
expects waaaayyyy too much from her employees. Right now I'm teaching
Spanish (these are 4 year olds mind you), music, and character 3 times
a day, plus at some point I'm supposed to test all three classes
(totaling nearly 45 children) in their language skills and fine/gross
motor development. These are doing things like finding out if each
child knows how to catch a ball, walk a straight line, hold a pencil,
know the difference between "up" and "down".... the list goes on and
on. There are over 100 questions and I have 3 weeks left to finish. The
work load is getting split between the three teachers, but still we
spend all our class time testing so we never actually get to what we're
supposed to be teaching. Then, my boss had the brilliant idea of
putting on a Christmas play. These kids have to learn 7 songsin like a
month--and we're not talking some easy choruses; I mean like all 4
verses of "We Three Kings" . She came and listened to the kids sing
today--I thought they were doing really well, but she said they really
needed a lot of work and we'd have to start working on it every day.
I'm like with what time? Every second is scheduled, and now we're
getting rid of recess to make time. How sad that these little
kids don't get time to play.
And....I got a puppy. He's adorable. I named him Beauregard (which you
would know if you read my sister's site.) I love him dearly and he's
very fat and cute but he requires much love and attention. He loves
cornbread however and can be satisfied with lack of attention as long
as cornbread is offered.
And I'm getting married. And I'm buying a house. And my parents hate me
and kicked me out of the house. So ....yeah, I'm busy. That's why
I've been neglecting all of you. Because at some point in there, I'm
attempting to have a life and enjoy time with my Scottie.
Kids, don't grow up. By all means, fall in love, but don't grow up. Go to Neverland with Peter Pan while you can.....
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| So, wow...it's been a long time and things are all different on xanga. Just when I thought I was somewhat computer savvy they put on all these new buttons and I have no idea how to work them....
sigh.
In other news, I have worked over 60 hours this week, most of the time w/ rude but adorable and very trying four-year-olds. And I am tired. I"m standing at the beauty salon (my part time job) and I want out of here very badly. I'm feeling somewhat cagey and I have the worst urge to go get something pierced or cut all my hair off, just for a change. Ironically, despite the fact I work this much I have no money...sad but true. Being a grown-up sucks.
In yet other news: I saw a Ronald McDonald film w/the kids in which good 'ol Ronnie had to save the world from evil squirrels. So maybe I'm not so crazy after all. Hmmph!
And yet, I'm the one watching Ronald McDonald films..... | | |
| Well, I am no longer a beloved xanga-er. No one visits me anymore, only a choice few leave me comments....I realize this has nothing to do with the fact that I'm never on xanga, nor do I write anything interesting, nor did I manage to estrange myself from half my xanga pals by not dating Jeremy anymore....it couldn't be any of that. Solution: you all are jerks and I'm the poor defenseless martyred Gina left with no friends and no life.....
Sigh. Sucks to be me.
In all actuality, it does not suck to be me right now. I have wonderful news!!! I got a real-life, grown-up full-time job!!! We're talking paid vacations, paid holidays, benefits, the whole shebang. Hourly salary...not as great as to be expected, but I can afford to live on my own if I like. YIPPEEE!!! And WHAT is the phenomenal job, you may ask??? The best job in the world for me: I'm a preschool teacher. HOW COOL IS THAT??????!?!?!? Words are not enough to express my excitement. Oh, I know, I'll be ranting about how the kids drive me crazy in no time. But hey, at least I'll have something to write about....
Maybe then you all will like me. | | |
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