| Apr. 12th, 2006 @ 11:13 pm drama and more more of it. |
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Current Music: Tarkan - Bu Sarkilar da Olmasa
What a week...
One thing's for sure...I'm going to Germany! for 6 days on the 16th of June...basing myself out of Frankfurt. Gonna hang out at my buddy's place and he said that if he isn't there he's gonna hook me up with a place to stay, so that's cool. I'll try my hardest to get a ticket for the Netherlands vs Argentina on the 21st... in Frankfurt, but even if I don't get one it's gonna be cool to be in one of the host cities for the World Cup. One week in Frankfurt and then off to Romania for 3 weeks. It'll be cool to see cousins I haven't seen since '98.
And seeing as how I'll only have a month and a week back home I'm gonna cut my trip to Toronto short...real short. Maybe 4 days or so, can't skip out on Wednesday hockey at the YMCA...man I miss the guys. And I'm so psyched to play on Friday. I miss the boyz, the lockeroom humour...plus I've worked really hard on my shoulder and it's feeling very nice.
This past week has been awesome with my kids. I love them so much and I think I'm gonna cry like a baby the last day of school. They're my first class and they're all awesome and I'll miss them. It'll be hard teaching a new batch of kids and having my 4's in another class. Oh well...at least I have another 8 weeks with them :) gotta make the most of it.
Now for the shit I've had to put up with.
I've finally put my foot down with my roommate and refused to be pushed around anymore. Let's just say there was a very heated argument 2 days ago. I swear I live with a 36yr old child. I'm sleeping, the door that leads to the bedrooms is closed which we both know means (be quite) Well he comes in with his Finacée and they're talking a little loud ...again. This after we've had a discussion (a nice and productive one in fact) that if the door is closed no one makes noise. I hit the wall...ask them to keep it down, then go to the livingroom...walk around and shake my head at the incosideratness that is my roommate. He then tells me...hey you shouldn't even be sleeping that long...so fuck you. Yup that's what I was told..pretty much. I though to myself...hmmmmmm...is he my mother??...does he dictact when I can and can't sleep?? like what if I was sick and just need to sleep for hours on end?? So I told him that hey...both he and his finacee could hang out at her place for a change... until the end of school. This of course is with her present.
Next day I just went right to the head principal and ever since then he's been extra nice to me. I went to my elementary principal in Novemember and after he found out he was super pissed...lectured me...blah blah blah. This time I won't let myself get pushed around anymore. I don't know why I let myself get into those situations to begin with. Jeez...well at least I'm stopping it after 5 months instead of a few years. So I guess that's good. Sad that it took this long...I should have done it right away. Maybe I just have to get used to standing more firmly instead of letting stronger-willed personalities get the better of me.
I also follwed up today with my Principal and after the discussion he left me with the clear impression that he supported me. He asked at first if I wanted a meeting with the 3 of us. I was very hesitant but now I feel as though if my roommate pissed me off one more time I'll feel very confortable and super confident that if I call a meeting things'll work out quite nicely, which is nice because through all this my roommate has said that hey," If I wanted to I could smoke in the house, but I'm 'compromising' by keeping it in my room"... even though he's got the huge bedroom and him and his fiancee have monopolized the backyard patio, not to mention that either the houseboy cleans the kitcken or I do. Him...no way...hasn't mopped once since I've been there. His reason for not spliting the house-boy bill...he's morally opposed because it's 'paid slavery' BUT ...get this...he's paid the gardner (in relative pay vs hours worked ratio) the same as what I pay and tip the houseboy...just to 'beautify' the backyard for when his fiancee moves in next year.
Hmmm....how does one spell h-y-p-o-c-r-i-t-e!!!!????
Well after discussing this my principal shakes his head and goes...that's not compromising...it's being inconsiderate.
I've always been afraid of standing up to people...even if I'm in the right...I don't know why. Kinda sad actually. I think it has to do with the fact that I hate confrontation and I also have this really irrational fear that I'll get hit...as odd as that sounds. I know it's completely stupid to think that...but it's one of those irrational fears that for some odd reason I've embrassed. But ever since I've finally stood up for myself I feel super super good...liked I've climbed yet another hill. And he knows not to screw with me anymore...it's about time someone tells that sweaty fat-fuck how things should be.
It's quite pathetic and hypocritical...both he and his fiancee are studying this classroom managemnet book on how some kids are agressive reseachers in that they test their limits over and over again to see how far they can push before they feel the perverbial 'wall' and here these two are testing...and testing...with the smoking...her coming over...the mess in the kitchen. They've already starting pushing the limits...2 days!! after being told, hey...smarten up...you don't tell roommates who are trying to sleep to fuck off.
....retards
I always try to look at situations and see why I'm meant to work through them. Sadly I see a lot of meaning as to why I'm supposed to live with this jerk. Well...it's not easy in that, as a teacher he's not very professional in terms of a dress, preperation for classes..etc. He's a chronic smoker and alcholic. Not the...I need to get drunk every night...but he does have to a have at least one drink a day...usually more just to 'unwind'. So in terms of a role model...I guess I don't have a good one. This in turn makes it harder for me because I have to fight the urge not to slip into that mode. I think I'm doing well in that regard. Living with him is just like living with the drunks and chainsmokers and cheaters on the cruise ship.
My colleauge who teaches 4/5...Kirsten...(my mentor and in my opinion one of the most organized and serious teachers I've ever met) thinks it's really hard to be a guy in my position and have to live with that...especially considering the things that were happening in my life when I arrived. She thinks I'm doing awesome and it's really great to have that kind of encouragement. Yeah...I'm really gonna miss her when she heads off to Moscow for next year...those kids'll be lucky
Enough of that...time to end on a positive note. Oasis (the compound where I play hockey) is paying for our flights to Dubai!!...plus the entry fee into the tournement. Which means all I have to pay is food and a place to stay. Been in the gym getting back into a nice groove....a summer of '05 kinda groove. Feeling good and my confidence keeps rising. It's almost too good to be true...how things keep going my way. Oh yeah...lol....so Peter (principal) and I are talking about the new hires for next year and about my potential roommate and he goes (in a matter of fact tone), "You know Eugene...I've hired a single girl for either grade 5 or 6...and she's kinda cute." ...my reply.., "Right on Peter! Yesssss...I knew you were looking out for me."...hehehehe....it was funnier when it happened. Bah, not gonna jump at any opportunity just because the social scene sucks...it'll be nice to just hang around with someone close to my age and not 40 and 50 year olds who I have rarely anything in common with. Totally not gonna get myself worked up about this. |
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