Tick Tock

This post is going to make people angry....this is probably going to be my most controversial post yet, even more than my "don't bring your baby to a movie" post. In fact, I think this post is going to create a lot of conversation among the two people who actually read my blog...so here goes...

I am not quite a full week into my summer holidays and...I'm bored. I know, I know, you guys are busting your asses, working your 60 hour work week, bringing home the bacon and you don't want to hear me whine about my excess of free time. I totally recognize that I'm a jerk for even thinking that this is a "problem", I hear you, I agree with you but suspend your disapproval long enough to read my rant, then you can yell at me in the comments.

So, it's hard to find things to do by yourself in the middle of the week. Everyone I know has a real job and they're working all day. I'm killing time by cleaning my house and reading perezhilton.com, it's sad really. There is nothing good on TV in the middle of the day, and, since I'm not being paid, I have no money to just shop my days away. Imagine, if you will, how I spent the other day. I woke up about 8AM, 'cause I'm too old to be able to sleep in, wandered around my house for a bit, read Perez, answered some email, checked my facebook, went for a bike ride (by myself), called my Mom, checked my email, checked my facebook (oh look, someone added some random application...that's moderately interesting), vacuumed my stairs, turned on the TV, turned off the TV, checked my facebook....you get the picture, the only thing missing was the song "All by Myself" playing in the background.

Now don't get me wrong, this is a problem I'd rather have than being worked off my ass, and in the realm of problems, it ranks pretty low. So I'm throwing this question out to you, poor hard-working souls. What would you do if you had infinite (albeit independent) time on your hands? FILL MY TIME PLEASE!! 'Cause I think I'm developing a problem/addiction to facebook.

Growing Pains and Snot Bubbles

Do you ever have that moment where you think, "holy crap, I'm a grown-up"? Usually it hits me when I'm standing in front of a class full of 12 year-olds. I'll have a moment of panic where I think someone has made a terrible mistake and left me in charge. All of a sudden the monkeys are running the zoo; all the kids are looking at me and doing what I tell them and I feel like a fraud. But then the panic subsides and I think, "holy crap, I'm a grown-up".

Today I'm having HCIAGU moments all over the place. First of all a "real" grown up asked me for some help on her masters thesis, which is hilarious. At one time in my life I was obsessed with New Kids on the Block, and now someone wants me to help them write a dissertation. (HCIAGU!)

Then, I went to my best friend from kindergarten to grade 12's pre-wedding social. I look over and the girl who used to make me pee my pants laughing by blowing snot bubbles on command, was standing beside her future mother-in-law. Just for a second I thought, "You're not old enough to have a mother-in-law! You just got your driver's license!" But then I remember, she's almost 30 (HCIAGU!).

I honestly never feel old. In fact I still feel like a kid sometimes. I think part of it is teaching elementary school, it somewhat stunts your maturity in that you're constantly reliving experiences from adolescence, just from a different perspective. However, I think watching my oldest friend get married this weekend may be a turning point. I may just have to accept that I'm a grown up. I'm still going to look forward to recess though, and blow the occasional snot bubble.

ihate the iphone

I'm sick of hearing about the iphone. Here's some advice people, save your money 'cause in 6 months it'll be cheaper, smaller and better, just like the ipod, ipod nano, ipod shuffle and ipod video.

However, this video is awesome, it's totally the universe telling this stupid lady: "you're awful and pretentious and as such karma's gonna bite you in the ass". Money may talk but in this case it’s just telling you that you’re an idiot.