When things go a little wonky...

Teaching is stressful. It is emotionally draining. It is tiring. And, just sometimes, it is not a good place to be. That is the reason that I did not post on Monday.

Instead, today I decided to focus on me and the things that really make me feel more like me.

I've mentioned before that I am quirky and I have some rather...um...odd idiosyncrasies but, the main thing is, that I enjoy those little things that make up for me. So I have decided to write a small list of things that make me, well, me!

1. I sometimes love to wear my hair in pigtails or plaits. I don't care that I am 29 and it may make me look 12. I do it because it makes me smile. I do it because I like the feeling of whimsy.
2. I like to dance around to showtunes and songs from the 80s. I don't care if I look like someone in the midst of a fit or someone standing on an electric fence.
3. Following on from the last point - I love to sing showtunes and Disney songs. Especially when I'm driving and I don't care if people look at me strange because it's my choice to want to do a rendition of Wicked while driving.*
4. I like to paint my toenails in winter, even though no one will see them.
5. I like My Little Ponies AND Transformers. (Though I liked Jayce and the Wheeled Warriors more!)
6. I love Penelope Garcia's style from Criminal Minds just as much as I love her personality. She likes to surround herself with things that bring her joy and I need to do more of that. Plus, she doesn't conform to those around her. Why should she?
7. I love to collect badges. Especially if they are quirky and make me giggle because I'm allowed to smile, damn it. I'm allow to be happy or amused! Adding to this, I also like to buy books because I know I'll read them more than once! Or, if I don't, I'll give them to a good home!
8. I love using large words that trickle from my tongue. I love to manipulate language until I have said the same thing three different ways. I love the sounds that words make and how they can change a scene from seriousness to comedic in a split second. (Or by the removal of key grammar points! Remember that grammar can save lives!)
9. I love making other people smile or laugh because I can. I don't care if I look like an idiotic. If I can make you feel better about being you why wouldn't I?
10. And, finally, I love expressing myself in my own way. I don't want to be a sheep. I don't care if my shoes are so '2008'. Like I give a frak. I was never put here to appease anyone but myself! If you don't like me that's your problem because, for today, I'm feeling pretty darn awesome.

Have a frakking wicked (no pun intended) day guys!

*Singing "Popular" from Wicked is so much fun.

Strippers or Quiz...

So, one of my dearest friends has been determined to drag me along to a male strippers night tonight. At the same time I was asked to go to a quiz night. So, I pose this question to you, dear readers, which do you think sounds a bit more like me?

If you answered strippers I'm afraid you're a trifle wrong. It's not that I don't enjoy the male figure, because I do. But my ideal male figure does not align to that of a stripper. Unless they happen to be holding a copy of Slaughterhouse 5, Dune or even Harry Potter.

I also have nothing against male strippers or strippers in general. What they choose to do is their business and, as long as they aren't hurting anyone, who am I to care? I also have nothing against people who go to the shows. I'm just not a big fan of bulging muscles and male thongs. Female thongs are pretty bloody scary as well, but that's another story for another time...or maybe never.

Instead, I will be attending a local quiz night, which is much more my cuppa tea. It will be my first time going to a quiz night in New Zealand though I have been to a couple in London, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Plus, it will be a little cheaper and, in my case, a lot more mentally stimulating.

The only problem at the moment is that I have misplaced my glasses. Normally when this happens I find them in the most bizarre of places such as in the fridge or on top of the toilet. I really do wonder what goes on in my head.

Anyway, short post tonight. I have to go soon and I still have to finish washing my clothes and finding those glasses. Until Friday..DFTBA.

P.S. My 'This Star Won't Go Out' bracelet arrived in the mail today. I'm happy. And sad.

In which it is no longer Monday

Excuse me one moment while I dance around relishing the fact that it is no longer Monday...feel free to enjoy the following tune and comedy routine while I do my thing...

Ah, must better. Sorry for getting that song stuck in your head, by the way. Just had to have something absolutely random to entertain you while I indulged my five year old self. Anyway, I am facing today not so much head on but in a diagonally forward facing position. Yesterday is but a memory and tomorrow is but a fancy...wow, does that sound familiar to anyone or have I just created a nice little quote? Either way it's pretty neat.

I guess I have a bad case of wanderlust? Is that the right term? I have been back in New Zealand for nearly two years and my life has stalled although my writing has flourished. And I don't like playing the waiting game. So, while I work in the mornings making instant coffee for truck drivers before spending the afternoon writing I find myself checking my email every few moments - expecting to see some form of news but alas, I have wasted a few seconds and there is nothing there. It is really a case of waiting for the pot to boil and, as much as I realise I don't control it I still wait and wish...

Anyway, I just wanted to thank those who read my post yesterday and thank all those wonderful people who seem to drop into my life whenever I need them the most. (Oh boy is this ever cheesy).

I promise that more witty and brilliant posts will be coming up in the near future. Ones where I don't resemble a stressed bunny gnawing on her fingernails...



So I will leave you with this lovely little ditty - DFTBA

Yes it is rather melancholic but it is beautiful...