Hmmm..so apparently the girl i was sorta seeing before i left is well on her way to becoming a crack addict among other things with her new friend Drugs. Fuck....if i wasn't ten thousand plus miles away i'd like to try and do something, but i know that you can't help someone who doesn't want to be helped. Lord knows my family so painfully learned that lesson with my sister who's been on a decade long bout of alcoholism, substance abuse and abusive relationships with aweful, aweful men.
I don't want to see that happen to anyone else i know but i wouldn't know how to help from ten feet away let alone ten thousand miles. There's only four outcomes once you walk down that path of teh hardcore drugs--death, jail, ruined tragic life or recovery and sobriety. And so far i haven't seen any recovery or sobriety.
In better news, i met a girl the other day while grocery shopping. 6 foot tall blonde
She seems really cool and we'll hopefully get together at some point this weekend. I've never really been with someone this tall before so, should things develope, it will be nice to not have to bend my body into a U shape to kiss a girl. We'll see what happens.
Work still suckity suck sucks. And i have a feeling i'm not going to get paid for this hell i'm going through. There's hope though...i just have to find the time to start applying to other places and get in contact with recruiters out here. It's hard when you're basically trapped in your work place for a 11 exhausting ohours a day. I did however figure out that instead of trying to teach two classes of multiple knowledge levels, i'll just play a game like scrabble, boggle, or hangman with them. Less frustration for all in that scenario. Plus the kids like it...even inf they're not learning much. It pisses me off that i can't teach them like i want, but when thrust into a position like this, there's only so much you can do.
I don't want to see that happen to anyone else i know but i wouldn't know how to help from ten feet away let alone ten thousand miles. There's only four outcomes once you walk down that path of teh hardcore drugs--death, jail, ruined tragic life or recovery and sobriety. And so far i haven't seen any recovery or sobriety.
In better news, i met a girl the other day while grocery shopping. 6 foot tall blonde
She seems really cool and we'll hopefully get together at some point this weekend. I've never really been with someone this tall before so, should things develope, it will be nice to not have to bend my body into a U shape to kiss a girl. We'll see what happens.
Work still suckity suck sucks. And i have a feeling i'm not going to get paid for this hell i'm going through. There's hope though...i just have to find the time to start applying to other places and get in contact with recruiters out here. It's hard when you're basically trapped in your work place for a 11 exhausting ohours a day. I did however figure out that instead of trying to teach two classes of multiple knowledge levels, i'll just play a game like scrabble, boggle, or hangman with them. Less frustration for all in that scenario. Plus the kids like it...even inf they're not learning much. It pisses me off that i can't teach them like i want, but when thrust into a position like this, there's only so much you can do.
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And sorry to hear about the 10,000-mile away girl, but right on! regarding the tall blonde from the grocery store.
for some reason, I'm reminded of the following lyrics:
My baby she long
My baby she tall
She sleep with her head in the kitchen
And her feets out in the hall...
Good luck!
-BD