Snow is nice but it creates some disgusting conditions for shopping. I didn't leave until the snow had stopped falling here and even after that the roads were still kind of bad. On my way to Williamsburg I slid in the lane when a tractor trailor was a little too close to the yellow line and I had to get over to the side of the road that hadn't really been plowed. On my way back I hit a bit of a drift in the middle of the road and my car started sliding diagonally for a few feet. It was pretty scary and I decided that I'm not going to go out again tonight, even though I had planned on it.
Last night I also had to cut open Laptop's power cord and splice some wires together. It's working again now but I feel like it's a bit of a fire hazard. A replacement cord should get here sometime next week.
I'm Christmas shopping online now. I'm not risking my life to go out again.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Engaged in more than one Thing
I finished this semester at 5:20 this evening as I slid my folder underneath my advisor's office door. The folder contained my 20 page Field Project (it could have been much, much longer, but we had a 20 page limit) and my student work samples. It was hard trying to keep all of my student work samples a secret. I can never let anybody know the names of the students I researched. Ever.
Anyway, I went back to my car and put my iPod on some good J-pop and drove to my friends' place where I was immediately told that Hunter had also finished his seminar paper at about the same time as me and that we were going somewhere to celebrate the evening.
And that we did.
Durty Nelly's isn't the kind of place that young people would typically like to go. It's a pub, meaning that it's not really a bar, because bars have loud music playing. And it's definitely not a club. It's just a place where friends can enjoy a few drinks together and actually hear each other talk. Whenever you see clubs or bars on TV and can hear people talking, it's not right. You can't hear anything in those places besides the thumping of the music and screaming of the slutty bitches that are trying to score some dick.
So we stayed there for a while, talking and drinking..catching up, laughing at each other, discussing our futures. It scares me that after just a few months I'll be out of college. Hunter is finishing this semester. I can't imagine that. I can't imagine that I've learned enough to fully operate in the real world. And I wonder how some people do it straight out of high school.
I don't think I'll ever really be ready. But I guess we learn by experience.
And two of my friends got engaged today. It's strange to think that we're old enough for marriage. But I guess my brother was engaged right after he turned 21 and my parents were married shortly after their 21st birthdays. I'm just going to be a lot later..because...of...other circumstances. Fuck you Cuccinelli.
Anyway, I went back to my car and put my iPod on some good J-pop and drove to my friends' place where I was immediately told that Hunter had also finished his seminar paper at about the same time as me and that we were going somewhere to celebrate the evening.
And that we did.
Durty Nelly's isn't the kind of place that young people would typically like to go. It's a pub, meaning that it's not really a bar, because bars have loud music playing. And it's definitely not a club. It's just a place where friends can enjoy a few drinks together and actually hear each other talk. Whenever you see clubs or bars on TV and can hear people talking, it's not right. You can't hear anything in those places besides the thumping of the music and screaming of the slutty bitches that are trying to score some dick.
So we stayed there for a while, talking and drinking..catching up, laughing at each other, discussing our futures. It scares me that after just a few months I'll be out of college. Hunter is finishing this semester. I can't imagine that. I can't imagine that I've learned enough to fully operate in the real world. And I wonder how some people do it straight out of high school.
I don't think I'll ever really be ready. But I guess we learn by experience.
And two of my friends got engaged today. It's strange to think that we're old enough for marriage. But I guess my brother was engaged right after he turned 21 and my parents were married shortly after their 21st birthdays. I'm just going to be a lot later..because...of...other circumstances. Fuck you Cuccinelli.
Friday, December 10, 2010
And this is unit 740-B...
I can't say I've perfected the making of instant coffee. Even after a year and a half of drinking it again it's always a random mixture of things that goes into my cup. The other day I thought I got it right. But now it's bitter. Maybe my tastes just change with each day.
I have to clean my apartment again tonight. It's being shown twice tomorrow: 10 a.m. and 2 p.m. I'm not really looking forward to it as I planned on just laying around in my underwear and watching the Food Network all day long. And I'm having company tonight..company that's planning on staying with me tonight. The showing at 10 is really going to mess things up. I blame Ronnie.
It's exam time right now and even though I'm essentially done my friends aren't which really hampers my random visits to their house. I can't really show up and just be like "Hey! Pay attention to me! Let's do something!" anymore. And it sucks. I liked being able to do that for the length of the semester. It was always a nice little break for me to go over to their place and visit them and rant about school. And I'm so glad they helped me make the video. Especially Hunter....he went through a lot for it. But now, blah, they need their "time to study."
There was a lockdown at AHS and I'm kind of upset that I missed it. I say kind of because it was during the class with one of my favorite students and lockdowns are always mediocrely exciting. But, I feel like my CI would have been like "This is SERIOUS, ok. Are y'all writing this down? Is this important?" Then he would nod his head indicating that the class should write "Lockdown = Serious" on their papers and then go back to not paying attention to anything that's going on. I called him Mr. Lecture in my field project paper, by the way. My professor put a smiley face comment after the first mention of his alter-ego.
He probably wouldn't have let us talk either.
Lame.
I have to clean my apartment again tonight. It's being shown twice tomorrow: 10 a.m. and 2 p.m. I'm not really looking forward to it as I planned on just laying around in my underwear and watching the Food Network all day long. And I'm having company tonight..company that's planning on staying with me tonight. The showing at 10 is really going to mess things up. I blame Ronnie.
It's exam time right now and even though I'm essentially done my friends aren't which really hampers my random visits to their house. I can't really show up and just be like "Hey! Pay attention to me! Let's do something!" anymore. And it sucks. I liked being able to do that for the length of the semester. It was always a nice little break for me to go over to their place and visit them and rant about school. And I'm so glad they helped me make the video. Especially Hunter....he went through a lot for it. But now, blah, they need their "time to study."
There was a lockdown at AHS and I'm kind of upset that I missed it. I say kind of because it was during the class with one of my favorite students and lockdowns are always mediocrely exciting. But, I feel like my CI would have been like "This is SERIOUS, ok. Are y'all writing this down? Is this important?" Then he would nod his head indicating that the class should write "Lockdown = Serious" on their papers and then go back to not paying attention to anything that's going on. I called him Mr. Lecture in my field project paper, by the way. My professor put a smiley face comment after the first mention of his alter-ego.
He probably wouldn't have let us talk either.
Lame.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Long because it should Be
Here I am..months after my last post listening to my 4654 songs on iTunes roll through a pretty decent shuffle. Yeah, a lot has happened in that time, not like there wasn't anything to write about. I mean, I was student teaching so there was always a constant flow of things I could put up on here, but I just never took the time to actually sit down and type them up.
So I guess what I could do is offer some brief recaps of certain things..It's really the least I could do.
Student teaching was fine. I met so many great people and exposed my unprofessional side a few more times than was allowed, which, while making me actually seem "cool" to some of my students, pushed me towards trouble more than once. Saying "fuck" in class does not add to my future credibility in the profession..although I don't actually plan on doing it anymore. I'd much rather work in a place where my co-workers aren't a bunch of paper-pushing pussies. I ended my term at AHS with a rather strong dislike for my CI and the administration. He wouldn't let me do anything but lecture, no matter what kinds of things I told him I wanted to do. The only time I had any bit of freedom was when I was being observed by Curry. I hope my parting gift to my CI kind of makes up for the animosity that was coming from both sides towards the end of the semester.
I also collapsed Laptop in late October and he's just not what he used to be now. The CD drive doesn't work, sleep function does not work, applications don't fully install sometimes, the power cord doesn't do it's job that well anymore....It's about time to say goodbye to my old friend and get a new computer.
I'm going to fight my upstairs neighbors soon. I hate those bitches.
I only have one more assignment for this semester- a revision of my 20 page field project paper. I wrote the whole draft in one sitting on Sunday night and now have until Monday at noon to get it in finalized. I still have a stack of 9 books on my desk with titles like "Instruction: a Models Approach," "Middle and Secondary Classroom Management," and "An Introduction to Student-Involved Assessment for Learning." They suck. Last night I gave my presentation on my paper and turned in my very brief job portfolio. I'm very close to being done. It's funny because all of my friends are in the midst of crunch time with papers and exams right now and I have a few days off to lay around.
Speaking of that all I really did today was get up at 11:30 (last night was a drinky night) and meet a friend for lunch. We talked about student teaching and how much she hated Mexico when she had to go down there for a few weeks over the summer. I came home from that and laid on my bed and played the new Golden Sun for 3 hours. I'm just starting to really move around now.
My roommate's watching The Proposal and it's making me realize how much I like Ryan Reynolds...
I've been thinking a lot about how Christmas is going to be different this year for me. It's my first Christmas since fully dropping my faith and moving on to my own beliefs. Even when my family made me help put up the manger scene in the side field I kept thinking about how I really didn't want to have it up or how fake I thought the whole thing is. I guess once the day actually gets here I'll suck it up and go to church because my family will want me to, but it's definitely not on my top list of priorities.
AND right before Christmas we're getting back from London. I'm very excited about going. It'll be my first time back in Europe since 2007. And it'll give my sister and me some time to hang out because we get along well when her boyfriend's not around...and he's not going with us. I still can't believe she'll be 18 in two months and graduating in June.
Right after Laptop died and was resurrected as Frankentop I pulled up a whole bunch of smut to read. I think I'm going to get on that tonight. It's terrible that it's things like that that get me excited. "Mmm...I'm going to read some smut tonight. Great night ahead!"
I have the best friends, by the way.
So now all I'm really doing is trying to string together coherent thoughts about this post and think about what I'm going to be making for dinner. There is always something more that I could put on here, depending on how much I want to say, how much I feel like typing, and what kind of mood I'm in. Right now I'm in a good mood.
So I guess what I could do is offer some brief recaps of certain things..It's really the least I could do.
Student teaching was fine. I met so many great people and exposed my unprofessional side a few more times than was allowed, which, while making me actually seem "cool" to some of my students, pushed me towards trouble more than once. Saying "fuck" in class does not add to my future credibility in the profession..although I don't actually plan on doing it anymore. I'd much rather work in a place where my co-workers aren't a bunch of paper-pushing pussies. I ended my term at AHS with a rather strong dislike for my CI and the administration. He wouldn't let me do anything but lecture, no matter what kinds of things I told him I wanted to do. The only time I had any bit of freedom was when I was being observed by Curry. I hope my parting gift to my CI kind of makes up for the animosity that was coming from both sides towards the end of the semester.
I also collapsed Laptop in late October and he's just not what he used to be now. The CD drive doesn't work, sleep function does not work, applications don't fully install sometimes, the power cord doesn't do it's job that well anymore....It's about time to say goodbye to my old friend and get a new computer.
I'm going to fight my upstairs neighbors soon. I hate those bitches.
I only have one more assignment for this semester- a revision of my 20 page field project paper. I wrote the whole draft in one sitting on Sunday night and now have until Monday at noon to get it in finalized. I still have a stack of 9 books on my desk with titles like "Instruction: a Models Approach," "Middle and Secondary Classroom Management," and "An Introduction to Student-Involved Assessment for Learning." They suck. Last night I gave my presentation on my paper and turned in my very brief job portfolio. I'm very close to being done. It's funny because all of my friends are in the midst of crunch time with papers and exams right now and I have a few days off to lay around.
Speaking of that all I really did today was get up at 11:30 (last night was a drinky night) and meet a friend for lunch. We talked about student teaching and how much she hated Mexico when she had to go down there for a few weeks over the summer. I came home from that and laid on my bed and played the new Golden Sun for 3 hours. I'm just starting to really move around now.
My roommate's watching The Proposal and it's making me realize how much I like Ryan Reynolds...
I've been thinking a lot about how Christmas is going to be different this year for me. It's my first Christmas since fully dropping my faith and moving on to my own beliefs. Even when my family made me help put up the manger scene in the side field I kept thinking about how I really didn't want to have it up or how fake I thought the whole thing is. I guess once the day actually gets here I'll suck it up and go to church because my family will want me to, but it's definitely not on my top list of priorities.
AND right before Christmas we're getting back from London. I'm very excited about going. It'll be my first time back in Europe since 2007. And it'll give my sister and me some time to hang out because we get along well when her boyfriend's not around...and he's not going with us. I still can't believe she'll be 18 in two months and graduating in June.
Right after Laptop died and was resurrected as Frankentop I pulled up a whole bunch of smut to read. I think I'm going to get on that tonight. It's terrible that it's things like that that get me excited. "Mmm...I'm going to read some smut tonight. Great night ahead!"
I have the best friends, by the way.
So now all I'm really doing is trying to string together coherent thoughts about this post and think about what I'm going to be making for dinner. There is always something more that I could put on here, depending on how much I want to say, how much I feel like typing, and what kind of mood I'm in. Right now I'm in a good mood.
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