Not as narcissistic as you might think, I do think I am rather fabulous. And rightfully so! I mean, have we met? Awesome positively oozes out my every pore. One cannot help but to love me. Or despise the very ground upon which I walk... it's been known to happen.
Generally friendly - too friendly according to some - I have zero tolerance for stupidity and will not hesitate to bitch you out if I so feel the need. Goofy, wacky, just plain silly: all well and good; but stupid? Down with stupid. From drunkenness to bigotry, ill mannered pricks to the self-righteousness, I have no use for your bullshit.
Despite my love of everyone and everything, I cannot stand the world in which we live. Filled with greedy, selfish, hateful thoughts and beings, our world is being drained of loving kindness. Smile at a stranger. That's all it takes. Hold open a door or offer your seat to a pregnant woman. Tell your mother you love her. Life only seems so awful because we are. Do your part and perhaps the rest of us will follow suit.
Desperate to change the world in my small way, I am a student dreaming of the day I have my own classroom. So many problems exist in the world of public education and, while there is no guarantee my presence will change anything, I have to try. Wish me luck.

Picture this: five monkeys in a cage. We'll make them capuchin monkeys. Five adorable capuchin monkeys in a big ol' cage. Hanging from the top of said cage is a banana on a string; beneath the banana, stairs. Sooner or later someone is going to go for that delicious, delicious banana. This is a cage full of monkeys after all. Now imagine that as soon as that monkey hits the stairs, the other four get sprayed with icy cold water. Not pleasant. Every time a monkey tries for the banana, the others get soaked. Something tells me this is going to get old pretty fast. So the monkeys are looking to avoid their suffering. Obvious solution? Prevent anyone from using the stairs. These aren't stupid monkey's. They've figured it out, and they're attacking anyone who gets too close. You can stop with the water now.

Take one monkey out and put a new one in his place. Of course this guy is going straight to the fruit. His cage-mates strike, leaving Mr. Monkey like "WTF?" Not having been around during the era of water terror, he can't be expected to understand. Being a smart monkey like his comrades, he gradually catches on and stops trying.

Make another monkey switch. Monkey Sue clambers for the stairs and - attack! Even the lovely Mr. Monkey is on the madness, throwing punches like it's his job.

One by one continue replacing monkeys until none of the original five remain. Five adorable capuchin monkeys in a big ol' cage. A cage with a banana. And stairs. Nobody is touching these stairs. Forget the banana, it's just not worth the pain. Every so often a monkey might get it in his head to give the banana a shot. That never lasts long. The others attack, every time, yet not a one of them knows why. That's just how things have always been done around here. Right?