Recent journal topic: "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Student responses worth noting:
"I wanna be an actor because if you get to be real famous and have a lot of talent to act, you may get to act with some hot ass actris like Jenifer Lopez, Salma, etc... and you also get to kiss them so that's the main reason I wannabe an actor."

"When I grow up I want to have a job. Maybe a lawyer cause of I don't know. Maybe cause it's fun and I can listen to the stupid stuff that people do. If not a lawyer than a judge same stuff."

"I want to be a pyschiatrist when I grow up for adolesents. I like to try and help people and I like to listen to what they have to say. I like helping people with probs like me."

So we have a guy who wants a job that will get him some ass, another student who wants a difficult job that would be fun on the basis that you listen to the stupid stuff people do, and lastly a student who wants to hang out with psychotics all day. One word for all of them - TEACHER. ...uh, except for the getting ass part... I wouldn't know anything about that. *opens drawer to put oversized lollipop away, reveals rags, bottle of chlorophorm, handcuffs, report cards with A's on them, and medicine bottle with the word "Rufies" scratched out and "TicTacs" scrawled underneath*

So, engagement is going well. I've gotten used to referring to Alli as my fiance almost as quickly as I've gotten used to saying "yes, dear. whatever you want." (I think she reads this page, so I better watch where I go with this. I'll be in the doghouse before I ever get my dog.) But hey, you know, we're a chill couple... let's see how we do together forever.

posted by MAtt D. at 11:28 AM