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So just in the last 5 days I started watching every episode of The Office (US version). I didn't expect to like the show. It just turned into more of a "hey this show can keep my attention, it is funny, and seems like real life. I wonder what will happen next" kind of a thing.
But as I continued watching through season 2, something happened to me. I fell in love. I fell in love with Jim. I also fell in love with Pam and Jim. But I mostly fell in love with Jim.
And then.
Just when I thought it was all over for Jim.
THIS HAPPENED!
I might have gotten a tear or two in the back of my eye.
I also might have felt a twinge (is that even a word?) in the bottom of my stomach!
I might have even felt jealous, yet happy for Pam, all at the same time!
All I can say is: LUCKY GIRL!
But SHHHHH! Don't tell me what happens! I am busy the next few days/weeks. Not sure when I will get around to starting season 3. So this is what I want to remember about the show for now.
Okay, I am officially a freak for liking a character on a show so much. This has never happened to me.
I want my own Jim!
Would you ever consider having your life taped for a reality show?
Well of course I would!!! Anyone who truly knows me, knows that I am obsessed with THE original reality show: The Real World and knows that I am doing whatever it takes to get myself on the next season! I have already gone to a walk-in audition in Miami. I made it through the first round, but sadly I never got a call back. I have until I am 25 to keep trying though! :)
I have been glued to the internet and TV about this poor girl since the first news report came about her in Mid July. I believed she was dead all long, and that Casey's mother (the grandmother) was in denial for believing all the shit her daughter did. I could not believe she was released from prison and I am glad to see the bounty hunter admit his mistake for even letting her out. He even thinks Casey is crazy!
But I have thoughts for not only poor little Caylee, but for the people that live around the Anthony residence over there in Orlando. Every time I see a video, there are TONS of police, reporters, cameras, vehicles and such all over the yards, and tiny subdivision street. I really wonder how all the neighbors feel about all this happening on their street, amongst their lives. I am sure they are sick of it.
Now that the hair has been tested and the bodily fluid tested. There is no doubt that poor little girl is dead. But gosh darn it when is the crazy 22 year old mother going to crack and say wtf happened?!?! How much is she going to take before she breaks down?
Only time will tell.
So I would really like to get into all the details about me getting my teaching job, but right now I want to vent about my day. I went to the school board and signed all my paper work, including my teaching contract. That was a piece of cake. Then I went to my school and saw my classroom for the first time. Please keep in mind that tomorrow is the first day of school. My room was extremely bare. I do appreciate and feel extremely lucky to have assistants (whom I just met today) that have worked in Pre-K before, so they did the best they could with what they had. However, the room is lacking TONS of stuff. But instead of being able to start preparing my classroom for children the next day, I prepared my classroom for a hurricane, and for a hurricane shelter. Not only did I have to move furniture to the middle of the classroom away from windows, but I also had to hide some teaching supplies in case my room gets used as a shelter, because my school is a shelter location. Also found out that even though tomorrow SHOULD be the first day of school, it is not. The school district decided to close the entire district due to Fay. Wednesday is still up in the air. It doesn't matter though, whatever day I return to school, it will be the first day of school and I will not have a classroom prepared. Needless to say, I'm freaking out!
Oh did I mention that the school district called me to tell me I had this Pre-K position on Friday? Three days ago? At 3:15pm? Yeah....so I am just going to take this one hour at a time. Day at a time just won't cut it now.
Don't be fooled by my frustrations. I am extremely happy and joyous to have a teaching position, especially in Pre-K! That excites me and I know that these first few days and maybe week or so will be rocky, but I know that everything will smooth over eventually!
I have a job! yay! :)
Did you go to summer camp? What is your favorite memory/story? If you didn't go to camp, do you feel like you missed out?
Submitted by chris.
I never went to summer camp. I sure do feel like I missed out. But actually, my lifelong teenage-job dream came true. I finally got to be a summer camp counselor this summer. It had it's up and downs. I wish I had done it when I was younger though. I feel like an old employee there. However, where I grew up, you had to be 18 to be a summer camp counselor and there were no CITs (counselor-in-training) for the 15, 16, 17 year olds. By the time I was 18 I had already started taking summer college classes because my goal was to get out of Illinois and college ASAP. I couldn't work summer camp because I had class during the day (which is when camp is) and I could only work a job at night on weekends. But I guess my little teenage-job dream is coming true now. I wish I could say I am making friends. But all the other counselors are 18 and just starting college. I am 22 and half way through my Masters...so yeah..we are kind of in different places in our lives...except for the North Carolina hottie. But we don't ever see each other, so I can't even talk to him to ask him out. He might end up being an a-hole anyway.
I went to girl scout camp once, even though I wasn't a girl scout. I always wanted to be one though. But I think ever since I went to girl scout camp, I wanted to be a camp counselor, and a girl scout leader.
That's all I have to say about that.
Have you been in a relationship that failed?
Do you plan to one day been in a relationship that lasts?
Are you currently in a relationship that you would like to keep alive for quite some time...or forever?
Here's a handy book for every male and female interested in keeping relationships healthy, alive, and full of love.
It's called "Men are from Mars, Women are From Venus". Don't laugh, I'm being serious! You may have heard of this book. If you haven't read it by now, you should. It's pretty simple to read. It does not cater to the female population. Men you will learn something. In fact, unless you are a relationship counselor, I believe that every reader of this book will learn at least one new thing about how to make a relationship stay alive. If not, then you just suck at being in relationship and are destined to be alone. Or maybe you should consider one-on-one counseling to make yourself a better person in relationships.
I am not going to get into a summary, that would seem like a book report--boring! But I can tell you that the book lays out the differences in how men and women deal with stress, their differences with what they need in order to feel loved, and also the differences in the way they communicate (or in some instances don't communicate) their feelings, emotions, needs, and wants. It explains why men are they way they are and why women are the way they are psychologically and intuitively.
We all just want to be loved and appreciated. Men and women deliver, feel, and appreciate love in different ways. This book helps both sexes realize these differences and how to deal with these differences.
So, you can check out this "classic" at any library or purchase it any bookstore near you. It's been around for awhile now, but it didn't get its fame for being a crappy book.
Here's what the first edition looks like:
On whom do you have your most embarrassing/scariest crush?
Submitted by Jillzey.
I always get embarassed when I find myself being attracted to younger guys. Like guys that are 18...or 19...or 20...or 21...guys that are a FEW years younger than me. I am not talking about like 14 or 13 years old or something.....
So I just tell myself...Shannon you are way too old for an 18 year old...
I think Obama will win.
I do not think this simply because I am a democrat, but because McCain really just has no idea what he is doing. McCain only appeals to the old rich folk, which (surprise surprise!) are not the majority of the US population.
I truly believe that the majority of this country wants change and believes in the positive changes that Obama stands behind. McCain has no real plans for change, in fact I think his "plans" will only make things worse for things in our country, in many aspects, not just one.
I am not telling you to vote for Obama. I don't think I have to. He's going to win on his own.
I would bet on that if I had the money.
What is the quickest false assumption people make about you?
Submitted by JJ.
That I am younger than I am. People assume I am in high school, not that I am working on my Master's. It's my height. And the fact that nothing about my body or face has changed since I was 14. I have grown in years, and maybe wisdom, and maybe maturity, but that's not what people see on the outside. They assume I am young, dumb, inexperienced, and immature.
or maybe it's all a complex that I have, and maybe people really think I am 22 at first look...
nah...everytime I sub... this is what happens
"Oh hunny, you dont even look old enough to be out of school, let alone substitute teaching."
"Oh yeah. I'm 22. In fact I have a Bachelor's Degree."
"You're 22? Oh girl, you may look young, but you will love it when you are older!"
Really, because right now I freaking hate it. I would love to just look my age, and get recognized for it.
What is the scariest experience you've had with Mother Nature?
Submitted by jacolily.
I was three. I remember being at Crystal Lake Beach in Crystal Lake, Illinois. It was dark because a storm was coming. I was standing at the edge of the shore facing the parking lot. My mother was gathering all our food, towels, and beach toys. It wasn't raining, but it was super super windy, and dark. The scariest part to me was the sand that was blowing everywhere. Being three years old I thought I was in a sand tornando/twister kind of thing because sand was literally blowing EVERYWHERE! No one was comforting me while I cried my head off because my mom and brother were quickly gathering our things. I remember the sand hurting as it flung around. My mom eventually picked up me up and we ran against the "sand storm" to the car. We sat there for a long time waiting for it all to end so we could drive the 15 minutes home.
The End.
