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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

"The Yearbook" (unedited)

This is my unedited edition of "The Yearbook". A personal narrative I wrote for my kids. Enjoy!

“Casey, can you sign my yearbook?” I asked tentatively, handing him the dark blue book. I was nervous. Casey was the cutest boy in the 8th grade and I’d had a crush on him for the LONGEST time. Nearly three months, which was forever in junior high terms. But if you saw Casey, you would understand. He had dark brown hair, nearly black and it fell against his forehead in the most alluring way. He dressed casually in t-shirts and the perfect baggy jeans. Not too baggy, but just baggy enough to make him a “skater” boy. He was smart, too, which was probably the main reason I liked him. He took all advanced classes and seemed to ace them all. He was also nice to me, which was a major plus. I had been pretty sure he would sign my yearbook, but now as I held the book out to him, doubt began to creep into my mind.
“What if he refuses to sign it?” I wondered hopelessly.
“Sure,” he said, giving me a crooked smile, his blue eyes twinkling.
Suddenly, the bell rang. Students began racing into class and taking their seats. Guys were slapping hands and cliques of girls giggled and whispered as they sat down at their desks. I looked at Casey.
“I’ll get it back to you at the end of class.”
“Okay,” I stuttered nervously,
I rushed back to my seat next to my friend, Christina. Conveniently, Casey was seated directly across from me. I quickly pulled out my “World Studies” textbook and a blue spiral notebook. Geography class was about to start. And Mrs. Thomas demanded our rapt attention.
“Now class,’ Mrs. Thomas said. ‘Please turn to page two hundred and ninety one of your textbook. Suddenly, I felt somebody nudge my elbow.
“Pssssst”, I turned around. It was Christina. She nodded in Casey’s direction. I looked over and saw him. He had his yearbook in my hand and he was slowly turning the pages. He was going through my yearbook. No, wait, he wasn’t just going through my yearbook, he was reading the messages in my yearbook., the personal messages from my closest friends. Many of these messages said things like:

Dear Katie,
I hope you have a fantastic summer! I hope that Casey falls in love with you in the next few weeks and you have the most perfect romantic summer ever. Stay sweet!

Love,
Lisa
“Eeeeeeeeek!” I said this in my head. Not out loud, thank God! Well, if Casey had any doubt at all in his mind that I liked him, that was all over now. He now knew that not only did I have a crush on him, but I dreamed of us going steady through high school and going to the same college and getting married and living in a two story red-brick house with a three car garage similar to the one that my family lived in now.
I watched in horror as Casey leaned toward Brandon, his best friend who also happened to sit next to him in class. It should also be mentioned that before I had started pining away for Casey, I had had a crush on Brandon. This was just too much.
I watched as Casey pointed to something in my yearbook. Brandon read it and smiled.
“Kill me now,” I thought as I buried my head in my book.
I spent the remainder of class simultaneously watching the clock and trying (rather unsuccessfully) NOT to watch Casey.
2:13…, 2:13 and thirty seconds…, 2:14… 2:14 and thirty seconds…, 2:15. Finally! The bell rang it’s annoying “buzz” sound. Class was over. I slowly got up and turned to Christina.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” She said, smiling at me. “Go get your yearbook”.
I slowly walked toward Casey. His things were piled neatly on his desk: spiral notebook on top of binder, textbook on top of spiral notebook. And on top of the spiral notebook was my yearbook.
He smiled at me as I stopped at his desk.
“Thanks for signing it,” I said, stuttering.
“No problem,” Casey said, handing me the yearbook. And then he winked at me. I nearly fainted.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Mass Hysteria or Caution?

My school is closed down until next Thursday because one of the students has a confirmed "probable" case of the swine flu. Now, I'm all for some extra days off (the word as of now is that we won't have to make up the days), but I'm wondering if a week is a little excessive? I don't know. Maybe it isn't, but Justin's doctor seems to think it is.

Justin has not been feeling well for the past few days and had a high temperature on Friday. We went to the doctor Friday afternoon. His doctor was in a terrible mood! She seemed very annoyed with us and kept talking about the mass hysteria in regards to H1N1 (We can probably thank Biden for that). She said that she's has never run more flu tests before in her life. Justin told her that he would have gone to the doctor regardless of the swine flu because of how miserable he was. Well, Justin doesn't have the swine flu (and we never thought he did), but isn't it better to be safe than sorry?
This brings up two questions for me:

1) Would I have gone to work on Thursday knowing that one of the students at my school "probably" has the swine flu?

2) If I had kids, would I have sent them to school with this knowledge?

The answer to question one is yes. I was fully prepared to go to school on Thursday until I got the call that it was canceled. However, the answer to question two is no. If I had kids, I would not have sent them to school, canceled or not.

So, my question for you is this... is this all mass hysteria or are we just being safe?

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

I'm in a Pensive Mood

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

On the Web

Had a wonderful weekend and started up two new blogs out of boredom. I started up one that is semi work-related. it's for all things reading and writing. I hope to share some of my favorite writing and maybe even share some of my own. You can find it at... http://odetodream.blogspot.com/

Justin and I also started up a blog for our three girls. It is mainly for our own amusement, but we hope to share some of our favorite dog anecdotes. We also hope that our little cousins, nieces, and nephews might enjoy it. You can find it at... http://seaspotblog.blogspot.com

I've also found some other websites that some of you may find interesting

1) knitting help.com
This is a great website for first time knitters. I've been knitting off and on for a few years now and this website has great little videos that teach various knitting techniques

2) www.wordle.net
This website allows you to play around with your favorite quotes and passages to create text art.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

A Spring Break Update

Haven't posted in a long time for the very best of reasons. I have been busy living my life! But thank goodness, I'm on Spring Break now and I have a little time to breathe and unwind. It's a gorgeous day and I feel like I should be outside enjoying it, but I realize it's something I "feel" I need to do, not something I want to do. So, instead I'll snuggle up in my "hobbit hole" and read, clean the bedroom and RELAX!!!
Justin and I are going to Vancouver on Wednesday for a little mini-vacation. It's our first time going away together just the two of us. Justin booked a nice hotel with an indoor pool and a hot tub. We'll eat out and walk around downtown and I'll probably force Justin to shop on Robson St. with me.
I've been on "Sex and the City" overload lately. My DVR has been recording it every night and I watched the movie again last night for the millionth time. I don't know why, but that movie gets me so emotional. There are a few parts that really get to me.

1) The part when Big leaves Carrie right before they get married. It gets me crying.

2) The part where Charlotte shits her pants. Have never laughed so hard before in my life.

3) The part when Miranda and Steven meet on the bridge. Gets me crying from happiness.

4) The very end when everything falls into place. I get a feeling of intense satisfaction.

A great movie! I can't wait for the next one to come out! Now it's time to tackle the closet and my desk. I will update soon!

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Procrastination in Moderation

I really should be grading papers, but I haven't posted in a while and there is nothing wrong with procrastination in moderation.

So many things have been falling into place lately, it makes me feel so lucky. Having Justin and the dogs with me has been wonderful. I mean, three dogs are a lot of work, but there is also a lot of love in this apartment. Also, not having to drive back and forth from Seattle to Tukwila and back numerous times a day has been great! I feel like we have extra hours in our week again and that's extra time we can spend together. My parents have been so understanding about the situation. I know it's not what they would have chosen for me, but they've accepted it, which I appreciate. The only people I worry about are my grandparents and what they don't know won't hurt them. So, if any of my cousins happen to be reading this (which I doubt), please don't tell Pau-Pau and Gung-Gung! It would probably give them heart attacks.

I feel better about my job, too. I mean, it's a tough job, but there is an end in sight. I f inally got up the nerve to tell my principal that I am thinking about going elsewhere next year and she took it very well, which was such a relief. Who knows, maybe I'll be in the same job next school year. I don't know how many teaching jobs are out there, but I feel good having done the professional and well, decent thing to do in being honest with my principal.

This whole losing weight thing has not been going well, so I finally decided to make a realy committment. I have decided to completely cut out orange juice and mochas from my diet this February. I have a feeling that these calories will really make a difference. We'll see, I guess.

Okay, so my procrastination must come to an end. I must grade papers and lesson plan!