My biological clock is kicking and I didn't even know it!

I have to say I really enjoy my new school, I have a lot of good kids, and some really funny ones, but for some reason this week a couple of the kids have started to latch onto me. Now in my school I am considered the cool teacher, you know we all had one when we were back in school, that one teacher whose class everybody wanted to be in. This year that mantle has fallen upon my broad shoulders, I don't know if it's because I am the new teacher or maybe I am just that cool to middle schoolkids. But I digress, let me get back to my story, on Monday I saw a student who looked a little distressed so I approached him and asked him is everything ok, all of a sudden the boy just hugged me and said his stomach hurt, I immediately jumped away in shock and disbelief, if you have ever seen the new version of Charlie and the chocolate factory, my reaction was very similar to willy wonka when the little girl hugged him. Now I am not a callous person, but the image I project to my students is not one of love and caring, in fact quite the opposite, I am very tough with my kids, almost drill sergeant like, which is why I was so surprised for this kid to latch onto me. Afterwards I felt bad for not being more compassionate with him, but damn that shit scared me.
Today I was just standing at school, when a one of my female student just came and stood next to me, I didn't pay any attention to it at first, but when I moved around this little girl would always be next to me. Me and my blunt self asked why are you following me, she did not say anything, and just walked away. I asked some of the older teachers what the deal was with this girl, they just replied, just a different girl from a single family home. Then to make matters worse I received an invitation to her and one of her friends Xmas vacation party. Now I am torn between making an appearance at this party just so that I can support my students or ignore the request of a little girl reaching out for a father figure.

5 Random facts about me and Nanook

OK Nanook and I have been tagged, thanks Cranberry.
Without further ado I present 5 Random Facts

5 Facts about me.

1. I was a 3 sport athlete in college.
2. I love cartoons, in fact I still rush home to watch cartoons after school.
3. I am allergic to dogs, but love them so much I would rather take medication and enjoy the happiness they bring me.
4. I am very picky.
5. I was nationally ranked in martial arts for three years.

5 facts about Nanook

1. Despite my cute looks, I am always causing trouble.
2. I have had 3 owners, but my current one is the best one.
3. I have never had sex, some bastard robbed me of my reproductive system, grrrr.
4. I hate it when my owner is doing something beside paying attention to me, be it blogging, video gaming, talking on the phone, watching TV, having female company. Dammit its my world.
5. I love Mcdonalds fries, but I run alot so I still keep my figure.

I tag Cindy, The Infamous Jen, Shinta, hustleman, and Cranberry( you didn,t say no tag backs)
Oh yeah no tag backs.

Pet Blogging Mondays

I wanted to get some action shots of Nanook last night in the full moon with an outdoor back drop, but it was -14 degrees and my camera ran out of juice, I was able to get one good shot before I ran out of juice after this picture was taken we did a 3 mile run, it was so cold, my vision started to get impaired from ice forming on my eyelashes.

Comfort food

Firstly thanks to all for your nice words and support in regards to dealing with crazy ex, I know I should ignore her crazy ass, but there will always be residual feelings. So contact with her always bums me out, then on top of that I had a rough day dealing with my tenants, and my insomnia is in full force, so today I was feeling pretty shitty. I figured I deserved some comfort food, so after school today I broke my no fast food rule, and decided to get a happy meal, now this was no ordinary happy meal, this was a future happy meal. A double whopper from Burger King, a large fries from Mcdonalds, a small fries for Nanook, a strawberry shortcake ice cream bar from the gas station, and orange juice from my fridge. Hmm yummy, seahag you would be proud. So many thousand of calories later, I am feeling better about the ex situation, but guilty for putting so much crap into my system, me and nanook will be doing some serious cardio tomorrow.

Leave me the hell alone pt II

Ok I guess it is that time of year when the crazy ex tries to get in touch with me and tries to get a rise out of me, today I received an instant message that she has been getting a lot of phonecalls from gay people, now she is inferring that I have put her name in the local gay magazine. Fuck there is a reason why the sex was so good, she is fucking crazy, I mean completely off her rocker.
I responded with this email
FIrstly again I have no Idea what the fuck you are talking about, If you are receiving messages on a phone number which I don't even have, then I suggest you change the number again, secondly if you believe there is an Ad in Lavender magazine, then call them up and find out who placed the ad. Thirdly do not contact me again with your bullshit stories, next time I will take appropiate action, I do not wish to listen to your drama, or any puerile attempts to try and have me start an argument with you. Maybe I was not clear the first time I said this, OLIVIA YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME, GO AWAY, I DO NOT WANT ANY CONTACT WITH YOU, YOU ARE A CANCER
do you think she got the message, not bloody likely. If she wanted to talk to me there are other ways than trying to get a rise out of me.

Bring your pet to blog day

Ok I have been trying to think of a new theme to put out there in blog world, and I have come up with pet blogging mondays. A lot of you out there have pets, and from what I have read, you are all very proud of your pets, and they bring you much joy, so I figure what a great way to start the week by trying to bring the joy which your pets give you to others.
The rules for Pet Blogging Mondays, you post a picture of your pet, or for those of you wiithout pets, maybe a pic of a an animal which you yearn for. You can post your pet in his natural habitat, or for all people who keep petsmart in business, a pic of your pet in costume, or doing something amusing.
Hopefully this will catch on like HNT or cock blogging wednesday's

The name is Abby, Dear Abby

Saturday I received a phonecall from a girl I used to be interested in, it turns out that she got into a tiff with her new boyfriend, me being the caring person that I am, I tried to lift her spirits and tell her reassuring thing, and provide her with non tainted advice, on how to mend her relationship, or what to do if things don't change between her and her beau. I got to say this was a breakthru for me, able to dish out advice without malice despite being passed over. I am starting to grow up, now if only I can sleep without that nite lite.

To be a cop or not to be a cop 2

Wow when one door closes another one opens up, even though this door has not closed entirely yet, after my disappointment with the powers that be who head the hiring department for the LAPD, I received a phone call from my college roommate's mother, she had just found out from her son that I am applying for the LAPD, it turns out that she is friends with one of the chiefs in the LA County sheriffs department, and passed on my information to him. I called him the next day, and we have set up a time to meet in 2 weeks. He said that if I apply, he will personally rush my application through the hiring process, and that he can offer me a job whilst waiting on the results of the application process. Woohoo things are looking up.

To be a cop or not to be a cop Pt 1

For all you newcomers out there, I have been in the process of trying to become a member of the LAPD, I have been going through the background check process for almost three months now, and am getting somewhat frustrated with the lack of results and the snail like pace their beauracrocy works at. This is an organisation which is in desperate need of officers, and here you have somebody willing to leave a successfull teaching career, leave my home and relocate to LA for a thankless job. No I know I have some skeletons in my past, but I doubt anyhting which would require this much investigating. I called my case manager to find out what is going on with my case, I need to make decisions about what I am going to with my rental property, if I am going to finish out the school year. I was very polite with this guy, and his response was pure rudeness, I was so mad, i almost asked to have my application withdrawn, but cooler heads prevailed, and I hung up somewhat dejected. I spoke to one of my buddies and he suggested I looking into working for other agencies.

Ghetto white trash

Ok so I had an incident with a parent and her punk ass child, this week, it started with the kid being defiant in my class two weeks ago, so I assigned a consequence, the kid kept on being defiant by not doing his consequence, when grades went out he had a shock, with the D that I gave him, his mother called and asked why I gave her son a D, I explained the boy does not try, he is defiant, and still owes me a consequence. This bitch tried to turn her sons behavior on me, by saying I should have contacted her earlier, I replied I did try to contact you, she vehemently denied me calling her, and tried to get smart with me, I replied with an equal smart remark, shit I dont get paid enough to put up with idiots like her. She then hung up, I figured ok another satisfied customer, later on that day the mother called up the school to say she was coming in to talk with me. Fine with me bitch, you want to get bowdy, I will show you bowdy. So the woman arrives at the school, and boy was she surprised to find out that I wasn't a white teacher, she tried to act all ghettofied on the phone talking her wannabe hood and street slang, not realising that I live in the hood, have been teaching inner city for 7 years and yes even though I have an English accent, I came out of one the rougher areas in London, Brixton. So after I showed this poor excuse for a mother all the incidents of her son fucking up, and that I had proof of me trying to contact her, her and her punk son started crying, I dont know what sympathy you are trying to get, but it sure as hell is not coming from me. You are fucking up your sons life with your poor ass attitude, and what that boy needs is discipline. Now I know I may sound harsh to some of you, but in this incident what this boy needs is some discipline, and not excuses from crazy parents.

A week in the life of

Whew what a week!, I have had ups and downs this week, and yes I should of blogged daily when all this shit happened, but hey I'm a busy guy, so what I am going to do is try and give a synopsis of each event under a different title.

Somebody

I have debated about posting this post for a while now, but tonight I have come to a conclusion, for those of you who have been a reader since the beginning of my blog, will know that i have problems finding a special person, tonight I am feeling somewhat melancholic, and I thought it would be good to put my emotions into words, now I have not exactly used my own words, but actually used the lyrics to one of my favorite songs. This song speaks volumes to me and what I go through every day, (sigh) it's hard being misunderstood.
Somebody by Depeche Mode

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She will hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and with every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear
Of those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it

Thank you Martin Gore for your words, they summed up my feelings to a tee

12 degrees and still running

Ok peeps, last night was my coldest run of the year, 12 degrees, and a snow covered ground sidewalk, I can hear you all humming the rocky anthem rt now, surprisingly it wasnt that bad of run, luckily I have my wolf dog to keep me motivated, he is loving this weather.
Yesterday saw the classic southern california football rivalry between USC and UCLA, now I dont post about football too much, but I really do have a problem with the way the rankings have been decieded this year, UCLA have hovered in and close to the top ten all year, this from a team who have to come from behind four times to win games, and play in the weakest conference, thats right Pac 10, the weakest conference. Now the champeenship game has been decided, and unfortunately Penn State is not there, imho the best team in college footbal this year. Ok thats enough football talk for the day, time to watch my vikes demolish the lions.

Mans best friend

Today some cocksucker opened up my fence, and let my puppy out of the yard. Luckily he did not go far, and I was able to find him pretty quickly, but this is very rare beacuase his breed are known for bolting. So I am dedicating this post to my puppy NANOOK.



Nanook at 9 moths, when I first adopted him








Dont disturb me i'm sleeping








Nanook now, almost as tall as me





One day I'll be as big as you








Nanook on his couch, and yes that is a big ass loveseat





Grrr, stay away from my seat









Lastly me and nanook on his seat






I told you STAY AWAY FROM MY SEAT