Nina vs The World

Nothing makes me angry faster than a squirming wriggling yelling brat on the floor.  What the heck is wrong with parents today? What happened to the good old days, when parents just gave their kids laser beam looks that meant business? Or when they said, wait til we get home, and actually meant it? Nowadays little tots of two and three are sucker punching their parents and smacking right on the face with no consequence!  When I was young.. (oh no, I've hit that dreaded age..) and I disrespected someone, whether directly or indirectly, my mom would give me a cold stare that was already punishment enough. And when we got home, my buttcheeks would be tasting the cold leather that came from my dad's belt. Did it hurt? Heck yes it stung. But five minutes later I was okay again, and I never disrespected someone on purpose again.  Or how bout "I want it! I want it! I want it!!!" in the store and then whining and making a scene because you don't get what you want? I ...

It's not that I have a chip on my shoulder. No, I'm more of a cookie kind of girl. I understand that personality tests allow Fortune 500 companies to analyze where to place their new recruit- if they care enough.  So why did it fall upon the hands of civilians? Ignorant, gullible, backward civilians? I've taken several versions of the test several times, and each time, the response has been different. I seem to be a very multifaceted person. Or I have split personalities. Regardless, people- this is going too far.  It's like the new psychosis. Everyone must know what your personality type is- whether you are intuitive or logical- and that will decipher how they think of you in their scale system of value. First of all, for anyone who thinks a man-made test can pinpoint the exact coordinates of a person's personality, your ignorance is enough consolation for me.  Psychologically speaking, a person has so many facets, so many layers, they're never truly just on...

Life isn't easy without ejucation. And ejucation don't come by cheap with the School Board of Failures. This semester my hopes of taking more independant full credit classes were whacked right upside the head like an arcade mole. "IDP Science you say?" Repeated the older gentleman in charge of assigning classes. "Yes, we don't have that class anymore. School board limited our budget." I almost felt like stomping out of there. But alas, life is even more grief laden for the non-diploma'd person. So I sucked in my disappointment and uttered a "wonderful!" Why is this upsetting? Because instead of graduating faster and doubling up on credits- my hard work and straight A's are rewarded by limiting my choice in classes to take. This semester I took even more classes than the last, a total nine in four days, and will have the same amount of credits as last year. Was it that necessary to cut down on the budget for more classes? Granted, m...