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made it to millwaulkee and saw my brother and his wife.
good news, 10 weeks into a pregnancy, and she has kept baby alive
i am using my brothers labtop and it is a bitch to type on
i really think it is time to start to fly, and imyaj has a valid point about the alchamist. i do need to read that book. I am spedning way too much money, but that is beside the point.
i found some old report cards and went through them. what a joke. some of the written comments on the ones from elementry school were a joke. has a hard time paying attention, needs help with blends (I have no fucking clue what a blend is), needs to improve handwritting, is attentinve. some of them were very personally attacked and i ask myself, who in the right mind are these people and why do I give a shit about thier opinons. in hs the report cards were printed out, and the commetns were a joke, predetmerined and typed in. attentive in class. pleasure, in class. nothing was specific, or originall.
I had a hard time dealing with if I should keep them or not, but who really fucking cares what grade I got in phys ed in the 5th grade. it doesn't matter.
it doesn't matter at all. it is all materialistic itmes, with no real meaning or behind it. and what kills me to know end is the power the teachers had over us. who gave them this power, and who decided if we were intellegent or not. Most recently after having dinner with teachers, meeting them post education, and also find out that one of the teachers in hs was a pot head, that they are human, they are people, who happen to have the job of teaching us. teach me teacher, i want to learn said the girl in the back the one with the perm. and they are not the closet superheros that we thought. they have thier own problems, there own house, and family. I am not trying to put down teachers, or lesson thier significance in life, but I just hting sometimes we put them on this pedastel, that we created, in our imagination, that really should be there.
I am looking fwd to seeing my shrink when i get back in the groove of things. I realise that alot of times I make up these rules or situations in my head, and follow through, when i should look at things for face value. just basic face value.
this vacation has allowed me to think more that I wanted to, travel more than i thought I would, and reflect on itmes and pieces of my past, that I once thought was lost fogotton.
A shout out to Imyaj. I;ll be home soon.
good news, 10 weeks into a pregnancy, and she has kept baby alive
i am using my brothers labtop and it is a bitch to type on
i really think it is time to start to fly, and imyaj has a valid point about the alchamist. i do need to read that book. I am spedning way too much money, but that is beside the point.
i found some old report cards and went through them. what a joke. some of the written comments on the ones from elementry school were a joke. has a hard time paying attention, needs help with blends (I have no fucking clue what a blend is), needs to improve handwritting, is attentinve. some of them were very personally attacked and i ask myself, who in the right mind are these people and why do I give a shit about thier opinons. in hs the report cards were printed out, and the commetns were a joke, predetmerined and typed in. attentive in class. pleasure, in class. nothing was specific, or originall.
I had a hard time dealing with if I should keep them or not, but who really fucking cares what grade I got in phys ed in the 5th grade. it doesn't matter.
it doesn't matter at all. it is all materialistic itmes, with no real meaning or behind it. and what kills me to know end is the power the teachers had over us. who gave them this power, and who decided if we were intellegent or not. Most recently after having dinner with teachers, meeting them post education, and also find out that one of the teachers in hs was a pot head, that they are human, they are people, who happen to have the job of teaching us. teach me teacher, i want to learn said the girl in the back the one with the perm. and they are not the closet superheros that we thought. they have thier own problems, there own house, and family. I am not trying to put down teachers, or lesson thier significance in life, but I just hting sometimes we put them on this pedastel, that we created, in our imagination, that really should be there.
I am looking fwd to seeing my shrink when i get back in the groove of things. I realise that alot of times I make up these rules or situations in my head, and follow through, when i should look at things for face value. just basic face value.
this vacation has allowed me to think more that I wanted to, travel more than i thought I would, and reflect on itmes and pieces of my past, that I once thought was lost fogotton.
A shout out to Imyaj. I;ll be home soon.