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Name: Jessica
Birthday: 2/17/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: movies, books, people, music!!!
Expertise: one mean ice cream cake
Occupation: grad student
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5/21/2006
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| Two and a half months left of my high school internship. I am trying with every ounce of love in me to enjoy what I am doing there, but I just can't seem to muster up enough of it. I don't really enjoy it. There. I said it. For all those who ask me how my semester is going at the high school, now you know the real answer. Sure, there are moments where I in all truth do enjoy being there. Example: the students singing with the Knoxville Symphony Orchestra, learning the Medehlsson and Beethoven pieces to sing with the orchestra. Fun stuff, actually liked the kids during that time period. I don't dislike them now, I just don't have enough energy for them. Or something like that. I miss my little peeps. I miss students who actually like me and care if I am in the room with them or not. I miss students who actually want to learn and want to be in my room. True that not ALL of my current students are in the category of 'not caring about $#!@', but it is a majority. There are some students who I feel truly appreciate what I am trying to do with them and care about what they sound like and take the advice I give them, learn their music, and sing correctly. Then there are those who I would love nothing more than to turn them over my knee or send them away. I don't like feeling that way about my students. I don't want to be a mean teacher, but for heaven's sake, stop goofing around long enough to learn your stuff. If you already know it all, then [my] class is not for you. Alas, this is only Tuesday. I thought yesterday was poopy just because it was Monday. I figured I just had a bad case of the Mondays. Looks like that diagnosis is sticking for longer than its intended day. I really, really hope things look up tomorrow. After all, tomorrow is hump day! Two more days til the weekend by tomorrow. That's right! Two more days before taking my second praxis which I haven't had enough time to study adequately for. Oh wait, maybe the Mondays are here to stay for a few more days after all. If it were raining right now, Karen Carpenter would be right on... "rainy days and Mondays always get me down." Ah, but I digress... | | |
| I told my brother today that I was really annoyed at him for hogging all the snowfall. He lives in Iowa, and they have had snow since Thanksgiving. I don't think I want that much snow, not that constantly anyway. But it's frustrating that all cities except Greeneville seem to have had a fair amount of snow already. Even Kingsport has joined the snow band waggon. They usually have the same kind of weather Greeneville does...rain with occasional flurries. Though we used to have really good snows, but I digress. Last Thursday, Kingsport had 3 inches. GVegas has seen nada. Oh, it snowed really pretty for a couple of hours on Thursday, but it melted as soon as it hit the ground. Did I mention that the school system in which I am interning was the ONLY school in East TN to be on a regular schedule that snowy day?? (And I'm actually not exaggerating) Everyone else around here is all grumpy about snow, "I dyon wanna driive in dat stuf, iiuts hazerduz to my weal beun wheen it snohs." Give me a break, will ya! Then there are the weathermen who couldn't forecast the right if they were paid $1,000,000 to do so. Must be nice have a job where you are paid to be wrong.
Ok, I'm through. For now. I just would like to see a good snow day. Ya know, sit on the couch, watch it fall, eat chocolate gravy and batter bread (a real, down-home, Southern breakfast dish that we eat only when it snows. Don't judge. It's delicious), and read a good book. Is that really too much to ask? | | |
| Life is what happens when you are making plans. Yep, it sure took a real smart person to figure that one out. | | |
| We all have those lifetime firsts. First tooth. First step. First kiss. First love. First time burning the house down while cooking supper. Yeah. Well, I didn't burn the house down and nothing actually burst into flames, but I came prettty durn close tonight. Mom has a little warmer that you pop in the microwave and then place in the bottom of your bread basket...keeps your rolls warm. Pretty cool gadget. Well, it melted in the microwave. It's porcelain!!!!! It must have been the painting on it or something. It was bad enough to send me into a choking spell while attempting to retrieve it from the microwave and get it out of the house. I have a horrible headache now from the fumes. I will choose to look at it this way, the bread may have been cold for supper tonight, but the rest of the meal was superbly unburnt! | | |
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Scaramouche
By Stewart Granger, Eleanor Parker, Janet Leigh, Mel Ferrer, Henry Wilcoxon
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Wow. I knew it had been a long time since I had posted anything on here. I didn't realize it was that long. What can I say? Life gets pretty busy. Besides, I figure if my friends really wanted to know what was going on in my life, they would just call me or get in touch through email, aim, or even facebook. All that has happened. So why am I even bothering posting anything here? It must be boredom. Wait. I have enough time to be bored? Awesome! I'll have to remember this moment. And cherish it. Peace out. | | |
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