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“Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, 'Where have I gone wrong?' Then a voice says to me, 'This is going to take more than one night.”



Via the little sister of one of the boys I grew up and graduated with I found out tonight that he is in the hospital due to complications...with his heart. His little sister said they first thought it was a heart attack but have now discovered that it is an infection. He is 22 years old.

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"I went off and read the books after the audition and I read all four books in one sitting - you know - didn't wash, didn't eat, drove around with them on the steering wheel like a lunatic. I suddenly understood why my friends, who I'd thought where slightly backward, had been so addicted to these children's books. They're like crack." -Jason Issacs on Harry Potter (This is the "quote of the night")

Well back when I first started keeping track of things to talk about in this post it was January and time for me to start a new semester of college. Now the semester is over and I’m on summer break but let’s back track a little :P

Over Christmas break one of my best friend’s, Lexi, sent me a message on Facebook to let me know that she was engaged. I was/am so excited for her! A proposal in the snow sounds so romantic. She is getting married in October, my mom and I are flying out to Arizona over my fall break for the wedding. I’ve never been to Arizona so I’m really excited!

As Christmas approached this year I suggested on AA that the Vet’s of the site trade addresses to send each other Christmas cards. The idea went over fairly well. I sent about 20 Christmas cards to my friends on there and received just about as many, if not more back. I love sending Christmas cards!

According to my notes this would be the point where I talk about how wonderful aubreys_master is… but given that I’ve put off writing this for months -cough- I cannot remember why she is wonderful. Don’t get me wrong, there are many reasons why she is… I just can’t remember which one exactly inspired this note XD

This past semester I took 15 hours of class; Spanish II, American Lit. since 1865, Comp Imaging II, Intro to Effective Teaching, and Sculpture I. My final grades for these classes, in the order above were: F, C, A, B, B. Stupid fucking Spanish II, it totally screwed with my GPA this semester, I give myself and my professor equal blame for this. While I enjoyed Señora… she excused me of using an electronic translator on my second paper and gave me a 0 for my grade. I did not use an electronic translator to write my paper, all I am guilty of is asking a friend that lives in Mexico to check my grammar. When I told Señora this she basically yelled at me and told me, “You can ask any English teacher and they will tell you, you should not have anyone look at your paper” hmm… no? Every English teacher/professor I have ever had has always told me that you should get as many people as possible to look at your paper. I wish I had had time to fight this but with everything else this semester I just didn’t have time. Lit was boring, it was mostly poetry and the majority of my class found poetry very boring. I learned a lot in my Comp Imaging II class this semester, I learned a lot about Photoshop and iMovie. I actually enjoyed Effective Teaching more than I thought I would, this is the first Education class that I really learned something in. I’ll wait and give Sculpture its own paragraph.

How many rants have I made about Mrs. Patrick now? 2? 3? I’ve lost count but here’s another. As the time to schedule classes approached I signed up to meet with her, which ended up getting canceled because she was going to be out of time. It turned out it was impossible for us to meet any other time, good thing I first do my classes with my art advisor. I ended up having to email her the classes I was going to take. I couldn’t then and still can’t describe my frustration with this woman. I had told her that I planned to take the class Studies in Education this coming semester to which her reply was, “You need to take Effective Teaching before taking that class”. To be completely honest my first reaction was “Are you fucking kidding me?!” After all the talking we had done about me taking Effective Teaching and then me going to her and telling her that I was taking that class this past semester she didn’t know? >.> My reply was, “Mrs. Patrick, I am currently in Effective Teaching. I have a B in the class and I’m hoping to finish it with that or better.” She then said that it wasn’t written in my folder, my suitemate said that if it isn’t written in her folder then it didn’t happen which is fine but I went and TOLD her I was taking the class after she suggested it! URGH.

At the beginning of the semester I was worried about getting all my observation hours in but I finished them before most people in my class did. Yay me. I absolutely adored my observation teacher. He liked to dance and is the head of the dance club so if he ever got done with class a few minutes early he would have the class stand, turn on some music and they all would line dance until the class was over. I tried to learn this dance and I have about half of it down. My roomie, Katie, has a video of me on Facebook trying to do it… and then I realize she’s recording me and I chase her down and all you can hear is us laughing and her screaming.

Remember the coloring’s of Esmerelda I did for the AA Coloring Contest? Well I won the “best coloring with one color” award! I love that pic so I’m glad it got recognized.

As the end of the year started approaching I realized something. One of my best friends, Lexi, was graduating. It’s… going to be so weird going back in the fall and her not being there. I had to retake the PPST on Ap. 25th (still have to retake it, I was ONE point away!) and after we went shopping and saw Obsessed (awesome movie). I had been sick with strep throat the week before but had been gurgling salt water to combat it and it was beyond being contagious at that point, so I thought. Lexi texted me on Monday saying she had strep, well to say I felt like crap was an understatement, I was the reason she was sick. But then she went to the doctor and turns out she had mono. We’re not sure how she got mono as her fiancé is in Arizona and I know she hasn’t been kissing other guys. We decided that it was just something in the water.

Sculpture was the bane of my existence this past semester. I hated making my bust out of clay, it turned out to look like a female Bill Clinton, and I threw it away. Mr. Weedman loved my wood sculpture; he would just like me to redo it with better quality wood. I didn’t think I was going to like plaster but it was actually a lot of fun… I have no idea what my piece is supposed to be but I like it. My final piece could be anything I wanted as long as I used a mass media product. I chose to use can tabs and super glue. Did you know that super glue doesn’t hold the metal of can tabs together? Neither did I until the day my project was due. I had to go ask Mr. Weedman for a hot glue gun. It took hours but I completed my project and I loved it. I wish I had gotten a pic of it before Weedman broke it. I think this project was one of the best one’s I had ever done in Weedman’s eyes, he thinks it would look really awesome hanging on the wall. If I can figure out how to do it I would love to make one to hang on the wall, with a mirror backing it.

I’m not going to go into detail about this here, it has its own post for that, but Davvy and I broke up. We’re still friends and I’m glad for that. I can’t listen to “Out of the Clear Blue Sky” without thinking of him though.

I’m back at the library for my summer job. This year the summer reading program’s theme is “Be Creative” and “Express Yourself”. There is much fun to be had for these themes. Come Friday my boss is showing Howl’s Moving Castle for the movie that night. I don’t have to work Friday but I may go just because that movie is awesome.

Well I’m finally doing it. I am reading Twilight, actually I’m listening to the audio. I started listening to it last Saturday on my way to TN. The first two discs should come with the following warning, CAUTION: May cause drowsiness, do not listen while driving. I hate Bella and I finally understand what Lexi was saying from when she read it, “its sad when a book is written in the first person POV and you could care less if that person died”, it’s true. Bella is so emo and yet she doesn’t have reason to be. She’s pretty, smart, people like her, a “god like” boy is obsessed with her, she has an awesome dad and she’s a klutz. Being a klutz is truly her only fault but she goes on and on like she is ugly, people hate her and having a dad like Charlie is a crime. Yeah, it really annoys me that she calls her dad “Charlie”, she considers him a bad father but I can’t see why… she came to stay with him for so many months out of the year, she has her own room in his house, all her school pictures are in the living room and more pictures of her are all over the house, he bought her a truck AND when it snowed/iced he got up at the butt crack of dawn to put snow chains, SNOW CHAINS, on her truck tires so she would get to school safely, why is he such a bad father!?

If I picture Edward in my mind without any influence of Robert Pattinson (he’s gross!) then he doesn’t look so bad. But! That doesn’t change the fact that abusive stalker is not in any way, shape or form romantic.

There’s only one reason for me to like Twilight. There are so many loopholes it makes for a great fandom. I must say, Edward/Jacob makes me happy. They are a much better couple than Edward/Bella any day.

My boss and I discussed Twilight after I had gotten to the 5th disc of the audio. She and I both agree… while it pretty much is complete crap… there is something that makes you want to keep reading to find out what happens. “It’s like crack.”

Now you’re caught up on my life.

I like doing this on Facebook so I'm gonna start doing it here. The following is my quote for the night.

“Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved” – William Jennings Bryan