My online confessional

No for real...

I'm looking for lucky person number six to go down to Florida over Memorial day weekend. We leave Wednesday, May 23 and return Monday may 28th. 1 1/2 days will be spend in Tampa, the other 3 1/2 are spent in a condo on our own private island. It's a little pricey but well worth it. I'm willing to set up payment plans or whatever with you. If you're interested call or IM me.

Sara

ok seriously does nobody in the entire college of Ed ever check their e-mails!?!?! All I want is someone to e-mail me back and tell me "yes, you will be student teaching next semester, we will tell you where soon." I have sent half a dozen e-mails to three different people and nobody has responded!! How do you get through life in this day an age without checking your e-mails at least once a day. All I really want to know at this point is that I'm contacting the right person and they can't even afford me that courtesy! GAH I am so frustrated right now....

*COMPLAIN!!!!!*

To the person who has been laying on their horn in front of the Village since 7am-

Who the fuck do you think you are?!? You hve woken me up and probably about half the rest of the people who live here as well. if you are trying to get somebody's attention, go buzz their door or call their fucking cell phone. the only logical explanation that I can come up with is that the person in the seat next to you is dying or having a baby, in which case, drive them the less than a mile down the road to the fucking hospital, don't wake us up!!! My alarm doesnt go off for another hour, I'm supposed to be dreaming of gorgeous men right now instead I'm awake bithcing in livejournal about you. I hope somebody comes out and shoots you because right now i'm pretty sure that's what you deserve.

You are a waste of space.
Fuck you,

an incredibly pissed off person

In the midst of all the election nonsense, here's something that has nothing to do with anything, but it made my day...

The kids were out on the playground at work and I, obviously, was with them. I was sitting on the sidelines with a child who was missing their mommy when, out of nowhere, another little blonde haired cutie came running up to me. With a big smile on her face she wrapped her arms around my neck and said in my ear, "You're my Sara."

It's moments like that where I know that working with kids is what I'm meant to be doing for the rest of my life...

Sara

After a lengthy convo with my mom I have come to the realization that I am too nice and too concerned about what other people think. Last night I wound up sitting around in my costume all night waiting for Suzy to call me so we could go out. She never called, I never went out, and my really excellent costume was wasted. I didn't leave because I had plans with someone else, but also because I was so concerned that when I got to the bar, people would think I was a major loser because I came by myself. Sad thing is, this isn't the first time that this has happened. I let other people dictate my social life, the result being that I miss out on a lot because I'm too chicken to do things by myself. It's really ridiculous because I could have a blast and meet some new people if only I let myself. I'm really pissed off today because I keep screwing myself over by not realizing that I don't need other people to be my security blanket. I'm a big girl, aren't I?

*sigh* My last halloween as a college student down the tubes... I may have to resurect Mimi at some random time this year, just to get my money's worth out of it...

Sara

I really have to stop buying tickets, I have no money left!
4 tickets for The Barenaked Ladies- $180
3 tickets for Rent-$150
2 tickets for the Red Wings- $80

I really am single handedly keeping ticketmaster in business...it's sad.

In other news...I have no other news

After a very fun weekend all I have to show for it is a green piggy bank, an empty wallet and a sprained ankle. At least I didn't get arrested...

Go bless college

Sara

Since waking up this morning I have:

-responded to my biology professors query about how coconut travel with "well the could be carried by an african swallow!"

-Compared the facultys use of free hot dogs to the use of the jedi mind trick AND, in a latter conversation, reversed my position and called them the dark side

-Ran into someone whose phone calls i have been avoiding and used the "it's my cell, service is unreliable" line...and had it work!

I do not think I could fit any more nerd into my day and still be standing. well, technically I'm sitting but you know what I mean...

Finally have something on my walls, huzzah!

Of course, I forgot what I actually went home for, which was hangers for my pants. Oh well.

I was watching tv last night and came to the conclusion that you can only go to Olive Garden if you can tell bad corny jokes that may be construed as awful pick-up lines about their never-ending pasta bowl. A-like so...

man: never ending pasta bowl? What's that?
Waitress: You pick a lot of pasta moron, that's what it says
woman: Well that should bring you never-ending happiness! ha ha ha

or as such:
man: This is my favorite combination
other man: Isn't that what you said abou the last pasta?
first man: well that one's gone, so this is the new favorite
Other man: Wow, why do I eat with you? You're stupid

The list goes on and on. I'm contemplating going to olive garden and having a similar conversation with my waitstaff, speaking only in commercial lines. We'll see how that works out.

I don't know what aggrivates me more- having to walk past picketing teachers to get anywhere and quite potentially getting hit in the face by a sign because someone isn't paying attention, walking through said picket line to most likely find out that my class is not being held, or the fact that this is all over what amounts to less than 6% less take home pay, half of which is going to cover increased health care costs!!!!! Despite what the teachers may say, the conditions in Mark-J and other such appalling buildings isn't really even on the radar. And the fact that they're arguing that they won't teach until the university promises to fix these dilapidated buildings but are still letting their union argue over the 3% pay cut which would potentially be used to fix these problems makes me want to punch babies. *thinks for a moment* Wait a tick, that might be possible. The professors drop off their children at the institute before walking the line, I could punch their kid!

Just thinking about that makes me happy....which is kind of frightening

Sara

Current Mood: irritated

this week is going to suck. If I don't pass out from heat exhaustion it will be an accomplishment. Here's hoping being out in the sun every day won't kill me. feel free to call and make sure i'm not dead.

apparently it is the unspoken rule of the world that I must get swimmer's ear at least once every f'ing year since I started high school. This newest bout marks the 13th time my ears have been plagued with water behind the eardrum. Now I have to go to a doctor and get a perscription because all mine are expired. And, as always happens, I will tell them "I have swimmer's ear, I'm sure of that because I get it all the time" and they still will poke and prod "just to make sure," which hurts, When really I could be out of there in 30 seconds if they just listened to me.


Damn, I'm a little more crabby then I thought I was...

Sara

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: "me and my gang" -Rascall flatts

SO as I completed my last day of pre-student teaching yesterday, one of the kids walked up to me and Said, "Mrs. Smith (the teacher, also my aunt/godmother) told us to ask you what happened with the UPS Truck." I was shocked and immediately whipped my head around to said teacher and proclaimed. "Did you really tell them about the UPS truck?!" To which the only reply was a hearty laugh.

Now I know those of you who haven't known me for forever and a day probably have your heads spinning at the possibilities that could be regailed withing the given "UPS truck story" Did I have sex with the UPS man in exchange for free shipping? No. Did my shoelace get caught on the back bumper of one of the trucks and drag me for miles of highway before I was finally projected to the side of the road? negative. Was I run over by by a postal service truck only to be saved by the quick thinking man behind the wheel of the UPS truck which had been chasing him at low speeds through residential streets? NO, but sadly closer to the truth. Gather round, my children, and I shall tell you a tale. And I'm only tellin' it once so you better listen up if you want reason to mock me...not that you don't already have that.

The year was 2001. the month was September...I think. I had officially been a driver for less than a year, having gotten my liscense the last November. It was the start of my senior year, either a saturday or a day without school I don't really remember. I know I had swim practice later that afternoon, which was odd because usually practice would have been in the morning on such occassions. But, I digress, naturally.
...Actually I think it must have been a saturday because i remember watching cartoons that morning and (GET ON WITH IT!) Right, sorry...

Continuing on, my sister and her friend had spent the evening sleeping on our large couch in the basement, presumably doing illegal things and discussing plots to blow up our school, since this was before the era of livejournal and they couldn't sit at home listening to emo and complaining virtually about how life sucks. That, however, is not the point.

When said friend, who lived no more than an unlaiden swallows flight away from our home, mentioned that it might begin to rain fairly soon, she took this opportunity to look at me with puppy dog eyes and beg for a ride back to her place on the other side of the sub. In hind sight I should have made her grovel unconditionally or told her to get a few swallows to carry her over, since she probably weighed just slightly more that a large coconut, plus that would have been amusing. But, I'm too nice for my own good, and have a large weak spot for my sister and/or her friends so I pull myself off the prone position on the couch and made my way to the door. I grabbed my keys but did not bother with shoes, or even my liscence for that matter, since I would be there and back within two shakes of a lambs tail, and would not be exiting the car during this time.

after breif farewells and promises to wear seatbelts (my mother is weird like that) we clamber into my car and start the engine. I ease out of the garage and down the driveway. For those who have never seen my house or haven't seen it in a while, my driveway runs directly into the street which is the fastest and most efficient way to get to the other side of our sub. Meaning that if I was apt enough to do a three point turn and back into the driveway, I would simply have to head straight and be on the way there. But I suck at such things and am now backing into the road. I checked for traffic, saw none, back out then continue to go straight back to align myself with said street.

And that's when it happened.

There was a honk, a screech of tires, and a thud, as my car backed right into and oncoming UPS truck.

Yep, read that again if you have to, for the words I have spoken...er, typed, are sadly true. I left that day with a dented car, a ticket for failing to yeild, and an ego that will never recover. I can always top the "I was a worse driver than you" tales hands down, but most of the time I choose to sit quitely on the sidelines because, really, there is nothing worse than admitting to simply not looking in the rearview and hitting a brown truck the size of a house. I think striking down a small child would have been an easier pill to swallow, quite honestly.

Well, now you know. My driving skills have improved since this time. The only accident I was involved in after the fact was a blind old man running into me, and I always check my mirrors about six times before I do anything now. However, there had to have been a better way to learn this lesson, don't you think?


Elvis never did no drugs

It just hit me tonight that this could very well be the last summer that I spend around these here parts. Good lord when did that happen...

It's only the first week and already I think getting run over would be better. Three classes. Out to Ypsi three days a week, Ferndale twice a week and Livonia twice a week. I'm using up over a tank of gas a week before figuring in any "leisure time" driving. I'm really not going to be seeing much of anyone until I get these classes done. I will have no time and no money to do anything. I'm supposed to have a lesson plan to work with a student on tomorrow but that is just not going to happen, I haven't even met with the kid yet so I have no idea what to do. I'll just write something up after I work with her tomorrow I guess.

Over the weekend I have to write two lesson plans, do homework for my math and reading classes, write a paper for FETE, begin the literacy file for my reading class and finish my student teaching application. *sigh* only 6 weeks of this then it's summer fun.

Sara

Current Location: my crib in Novi
Current Mood: tired

I feel like my heart just got ripped out. Steve Yzerman deserves better. He could barely walk and he was out there on the ice playing just as hard as everyone else! He is such a leader and a fantastic hockey player. He should get to go out on a cup, not playing in someone elses arena in game 6 of the first round. There will never be another like him.

Current Mood: curious

I can't believe a year went by so fast...

so here I am sitting on the floor of my room. I woke up way earlier than I was expecting to today so I packed. but now that's done and I'm sitting here for another 2 hours before I can check out. I may see if suzy's up and can check me out because I really just want to go home at this point. But instead I am sitting here reminiscing on the year that has passed me by.

this year I think I grew up a lot. I realized that no matter how scary graduating next year may be I'm ready for it. I'm ready to stop being a student and be a teacher. it's weird to think that in a year I'll be walking across the stage at the convo and finding my own job. I can't even imagine how much my life will change next year. I may not be in Michigan two years from now. this means I'm getting older.

This year was definitely a mixture of ups and downs. people that I barely talked to last year are now some of my closest friends. and then there are people that I thought I was close to and have hardly seen this year. It'll be interesting to me sto see how the summer away from some and closer to others will affect friendships. I guess friendships are just constantly changing, nothing is ever stagnant as much as I would like some things to stay that way.

I had my first real teaching experience this year. CURR 304 is the class most people equate with making them not want to be teachers aanymore because they realize just how much work they have ahead of them. Well I survived it, it was rough, but I still want to teach so I guess I've been on the right path all along. that's good to know. I'd hate to have wasted all my time in education classes to realize hat I really wanted to be an accountant or something like that. Not that i would ever be an accountant, I can't count to 20 without removing my shoes, but you get the idea. I think that my observations over spring semester will be more trying. I'll be in my aunt's classroom, which has about 3 autistic kids and several others with one learning dissability or another. part of me is excited but the other part is afraid I'll get so fed up with everything and now realize I'm on the wrong path. I know that won't happen but still, it's a fear.

This year was full of late night walks and new experiences. I gained a new obsession with musical theater and found someone that shares it and it not ashamed to sing with me in the car. I grew closer with my family, especially my sister. I became legal and now help others break the law. I got my hockey back :) and now wish that my boys could remember how to play when the stanley cup is on the line!

Overall this year has been great. I wouldn't really change anything, well maybe a few things but I guess you can't know good without the bad.

Current Mood: calm
Current Music: While you were out

just finished my last final of the semester. Go me! Now I have two hours to kill before work. sheesh.

This is insane. I can't believe i'm this close to done. just two more finals and the MS walk on saturday and I move home. weird. I'm a little more sure of the summer being sweet than I was last year this time. I hope I'm not wrong. I'll be back at the beach, so that should be cool. I'll get paid sweet money for working on my tan. I have two classes and 30 hours of class observations to do in spring, leaving my summer semester fully open for work and fun. yippee. I can't wait for the summer.
6 credits spring, 15 in fall, then student teaching next winter. how did this happen! I'm super excited to be done but at the same time it doesn't feel like I've been here long enough for that to be happening. weird.

Sara

Current Location: library basement
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: "redneck woman"- Gretchen Wilson

this weekend was amazing. even the three hours down and back to Columbus was not that awful. Friday suzy and I got our nails done then went for some lunch and off to the mall for something cute for her to wear this weekend. We spent almost all day out and about then it was back here just in time to clean the apartment and do some packing before Grace, Lindso, and Dee showed up. We watched the red wings game and a little family guy and enjoyed some drinkies then we were all pretty tired so it was off to bed with us.
Once everyone arrived at my place on saturday, it was off to Columbus for the remainder of the weekend. After getting to the hotel and spending some quality time in the hotel pool it was shower time, then to dinner. After rushing out of the restaurant and down the freeway we made it to the Palace Theater just in time for the curtain to go up on RENT!!!!! I LOVED IT SO SO SO MUCH!!!! I knew what was going to happen and I was still so emotional by the end. it was so cool and I am so glad that we went. This is how obsessed with the theater I am- I drove 3 1/2 hours for a show!
Afer the show it was a nice walk in the rain back to our cars. when we were leaving the actor who played Angel was crossing the streetin front of my car, so I rolled down the window and screamed "ANGEL WE LOVE YOU!" He turned around and smiled and blew us a kiss. Then while trying to find our way back to the freeeway to get back to the hotel I wound up driving on a sidewalk and almost took out a stop sign, but really how many times can you do that and not get caught! it was a blast.
Overall I had a great time and would do it again in a heartbeat.

Sara