I wake up to the morning sun beating down on my face, 'causing me to squint. There's a slight breeze sneaking through my cracked window. I roll onto my back, stretch and finish the roll out of bed. I stumble to the kitchen and try to catch what time it is while rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Wow. 11:00 already. I feel a little bit of guilt for not being as productive as I should be, but only a little. I poor my favourite cereal and plop myself down in front of the TV to watch what's being passed off as cartoons these days. I find Inspector Gadget and settle in. No, it's not the weekend. It's MARCH BREAK!
I'm writing this for the simple, yet emense pleasure to piss off all you suckers who picked a 9 to 5 job that makes you get up 6 days a week while looking forward to the brief vacation you'll get. I write this to annoy all those who foundly remember the weekends, holidays, snow days and, of course, summer vacation. You poor, poor people who have entered the "real world".
You can whine and complain about the time off, the short work days and shorter weeks. I wont deny any of it. I knew full well what I wanted. Hell, I even told them in the interview I wanted to teach so I can watch Saturday morning cartoons. But, you all went to school. All of you know how school works. It's not my fault your teachers did a good job inspiring you to be successfull and you went and got one of those "real life" jobs. The teaching opportunity was there for all of you, you just decided otherwise.
I'm not going to debate teachers' pay, our work load, or the apparent stress--I don't have any stress, I get weekends off. I'm not going to justify, or criticize our time off. You'll never hear me complain about our pay, the kids, or the parents. That said, I could tell you stories that will leave you shaking your heads and questioning whether you should have kids.
Oh, Inspector Gadget, you clown; you'll never catch Dr. Claw!
To those who disagree with the "perks" teachers recieve, there's still time for a career change. Two more years in university would go by fast. Take that pay cut and start working for $38 grand a year. The summer sun misses you!
3/14/2007
3/12/2007
Facebook. It Has Come to This
Long before Facebook, MySpace, and Window's Live Messenger there was the "Uh-oh" of ICQ. Then there was msn; a program people continue to use to often complain about their life, publish their most recent Soap Oprah, how drunk they were last night, or profess their undying love for someone/something. This idea of expressing ones' self with emoticons and profile pics lead to a slew of friend networks such as Hi5, or FaceBox. Microsoft wanted a piece of the action, so they came up with MySpace. Eventually, the friends network known as Facebook emerged and flooded my hotmail account with emails from people I already rarely talk to on msn.
It seems to me the majority of people add absolutely anybody they recognize to their facebook. I log into hotmail fully expecting to see at least 4 or 5 facebook emails--even if I've checked my account just a couple of hours ago--I proceed to facebook hoping a friend has left me a funny comment, or perhaps that girl I had a crush on back in High School has excepted my friend request (who I found through long hours of searching and feeling slightly like a stalker) But, no. It's more often someone I met breifly, or somone I haven't talked to in years. Facebook is contageous, addictive, and too cluttered when I have Joe-Blow filling up my wall with "Hey, what's up?", inviting me to ridiculous groups, and telling the world what religious revelations they've recently experienced while jerking off.
People, you have to wonder why you haven't spoken with someone in years. Maybe our personalities clash. Maybe I hit on your sister, or maybe even your mother (anything goes these days). Maybe you're a tool and have yet to realize it. I don't want these people on facebook and I certainly don't want to be on yours.
Then you have to consider how close you are to the person you're inviting. Facebook can get pretty personal. Compramising pictures and stories can surface at thee most inconvient of times. Keep the socially inconsiderate off of your facebook, they'll tarnish the image you've worked so hard to create. I'm keeping facebook limited to my friends I have spread across the world. I'm keeping facebook to those who I've spent more than just a couple of minutes chatting with, or a random drunken night when you lost your real friends and had to hang out with some clown.
I don't mean to be rude. Friend networking is great. It introduces you to women who might otherwise would never have talked to you and people who might be able to get you a sweet job. But honestly, does everyone need to know everyone? It's already hard enough to go out in Halifax and not worry about running into someone who will ruin your night by bringing up a part of your past you've tried to escape. Or, some socially annoying busy body who wants to hang out because they're on your facebook.
Cheers
KAZ
It seems to me the majority of people add absolutely anybody they recognize to their facebook. I log into hotmail fully expecting to see at least 4 or 5 facebook emails--even if I've checked my account just a couple of hours ago--I proceed to facebook hoping a friend has left me a funny comment, or perhaps that girl I had a crush on back in High School has excepted my friend request (who I found through long hours of searching and feeling slightly like a stalker) But, no. It's more often someone I met breifly, or somone I haven't talked to in years. Facebook is contageous, addictive, and too cluttered when I have Joe-Blow filling up my wall with "Hey, what's up?", inviting me to ridiculous groups, and telling the world what religious revelations they've recently experienced while jerking off.
People, you have to wonder why you haven't spoken with someone in years. Maybe our personalities clash. Maybe I hit on your sister, or maybe even your mother (anything goes these days). Maybe you're a tool and have yet to realize it. I don't want these people on facebook and I certainly don't want to be on yours.
Then you have to consider how close you are to the person you're inviting. Facebook can get pretty personal. Compramising pictures and stories can surface at thee most inconvient of times. Keep the socially inconsiderate off of your facebook, they'll tarnish the image you've worked so hard to create. I'm keeping facebook limited to my friends I have spread across the world. I'm keeping facebook to those who I've spent more than just a couple of minutes chatting with, or a random drunken night when you lost your real friends and had to hang out with some clown.
I don't mean to be rude. Friend networking is great. It introduces you to women who might otherwise would never have talked to you and people who might be able to get you a sweet job. But honestly, does everyone need to know everyone? It's already hard enough to go out in Halifax and not worry about running into someone who will ruin your night by bringing up a part of your past you've tried to escape. Or, some socially annoying busy body who wants to hang out because they're on your facebook.
Cheers
KAZ
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