Friends

I suppose I can't just avoid the subject, so here it goes... Sometimes it takes something terrible happening to realize how amazing your friends are. I hit speed dial #3, the phone rang a few times, and then Kelly picked up. All I could manage to say was hi, and instantly she knew what was up. Bam, about ten minutes later, she was sitting on my bed telling me that it would be okay. After she left, I got a billion phone calls, and a few texts, and went to sleep around midnight. The last thing I wanted to do was go to school, but boy am I glad I did. People knew, people were nice. I got some free chocolate, and a gatorade from Arjun, and a lot of hugs.

After school, I went to my internship, and little Joshua was hilarious. He grabbed onto my leg and wouldn't let go. We made men out of hearts cut from construction paper, and watched the Brave Little Toaster. Then Angie and I went to Village Inn for some pie.

Friday night my best friends came over. Clare burned me an impowering CD, we danced and sung until we couldnt move, and then went into the hot tub. I bought 10 Things I Hate About You, mostly cuz I love Heath Ledger, and Kelly, Mausam, Dargan and I watched it. (Clare had an interesting experience on her ice-cream run which resulted in her not coming back.) They left around midnight and I went to sleep.

This morning I went to IKEA and Mall at Millenia with my mom and Momma Grover. I held the cutest little puppy ever and then had to leave. Paul G asked me to go putt-puttting with him, Tobes, and Dirty D..( he assumes the "grace period" is over), but I said no, partly because I had to babysit, partly because he is practically my brother, but mostly because it wouldn't feel right. I think the key to not going insane is to keep busy. Don't let yourself be alone for too long. Don't think about it, just keep going. And never, ever take your real best friends for granted. They love you. :D

Internship Heaven

I think I've died and gone to internship Heaven. My first day at FUMC Preschool was fantastic. The kids were amazing, and mostly listened to me. There's always that one though right? I think as time goes on, I'll figure out how to handle him and get the other kids to listen to me more too. The cutest thing ever was when one little girl "C" ran up to me and said "Ms. umm, Ms Teacher, "J" wants me to share, but I don't want to." I solved the issue while giggling uncontrollably at little C for calling me Ms Teacher. But I guess that's who I am. I definitely think this is going to be a great experience. I might make up some lesson plans later on to prepare for college.

Oh yeah, and while I was waiting for the last boy "S" to get picked up, we played candyland. And he beat me, TWICE! Terrible.

Picture Attempts

I'm trying to figure out how to post pictures... so here goes my first attempt. These are just a few pictures that show things I love about my life.


Mom and Dad on their cruise



Me and the brothers at Megan's wedding


Prom dress shopping!!

Me and Zachary before homecoming

Spaghetti

I think I have spaghetti coming out my ears. Tonight was the first annual First United Methodist Preschool Spaghetti Dinner. We did really well, especially considering the short notice. I believe we sold over one-hundred and thirty tickets. I helped my mom and Ms. Linette hand out plates to all the parents and then got the chance to walk around and meet the kids I'll have in aftercare. I can't wait to start. They were all so adorable and open to having someone new. I think three to four year old boys are my favorite. Whenever you smile at them, they duck behind their parents, and proceed to peek out until they finally gain enough courage to come say hi. After that it's all downhill. This is going to be the best internship EVER!!!

This week has been pretty amazing. I didn't have to go to fourth block at all, so I have either gone home, or chilled in the bandroom. I haven't had homework, or any due dates looming over my head. It's basically been laid back, relaxed, and all-together enjoyable. I wish every week could be like this. Just a easy coast toward May 21st.

Quick Update

Just a quick little update and then I'm off to Alison's house. This weekend has been absolutely amazing. Friday night, an hour after school I went to Dargan's house. We talked for a while, which we really needed to do. Then we headed over to THS around six to watch Kelly walk across the field for soccer Senior Night. It was soooo cold, but thoroughly enjoyable. After she finished we stopped into the basketball game (don't you just love FCAT passes?) and watched the first half. After coming to the realization that Astronaut couldn't come from behind, we left and went over to Dargan's again. We sat on the room and star-gazed. Mausam and I tried with all our might to see a shooting star, but alas, it wasn't meant to be.

Next comes Saturday. Kelly, Dargan, Alison, Mausam, and I decided to go prom dress looking-at/shopping. (I was the only one who bought a dress, and I must say, I am in LOVE.) Alison and I nearly got lost on the way home, but thanks to a quick phone call to Angie, a major shopaholic before having three boys, we found our way to 528. Trying on dresses always puts me in an amazing mood, so I was more than happy to babysit the boys mentioned above.

Then there was today. I woke up, did a little laundry, and went to 1130 mass. I think I like this priest the best out of all the ones St Teresa's has gone through. He gave an awesome message on the meaning of Christianity and the love we should have for Jesus. I could hardly believe it. I usually have a book of objections I hand out.. very quietly to Landon.. during Catholic sermons, but this week I was silent. Braco Father Chris!!! After church I finished Native Son, spoiler... I was glad to see Bigger fry... Then I went to youth group. Good times...

Well now I'm off to Alison's. Tomorrow looks very promising. :D

I can't believe that I'm already sick of going to school everyday. It all seems so mundane.... Get up at 615, get ready, leave at 640 to get Chris, go to zero block, smash my brains out in band class (but hey, "Someone has to do it", or so Ms Zahn says), get dismissed at 815, wait for Zach, stand under the tree with the crew, bell rings at 825, walk to either Lit or Lang, depending on the day, get into an arguement with Taylor, bell rings, go to Psych and try to tune out the back-half and have a decent conversation with Tina and Arjun, bell rings, go pound out my brain in full orchestra. Bell rings, go to lunch, listen to some odd conversations, bell rings, go to Executive Internship. Final bell rings, go home, or to sectionals. The end. I'm really hoping that once I start going to FUMC for my internship the kids there will give me something new to look forward to. I think my life will get less "blah" and more "Yay" after that. I have a little fake interview Friday, which will be fun.

This weekend I think my friends and I are going prom dress shopping. I know it's early and all, but we're hoping to find good deals. I just hope that I can find a dress that I like that doesn't need the alterations every dress I have EVER bought for a dance needed. Oh the pains of....... Anywho, I've got to remember to set a budget and not exceed my alloted money. I'm trying to be good and save money for my Flagler days. This may be a little harder than I expect. Wish me luck!!!

Trophies, Calathes, and Tebow

Yesterday my dad took Zach, Landon, and I to Gainesville. The first thing we did upon arriving in town was go to the Alltel plaza and take pictures with the National Championship trophy. It was really awesome to see in person. After that, we went up to the school to go to the Basketball game. We ran into Jami Parrish running down the street, said hello, and then headed over to the O'Connell Center. The tickets my dad got were literally the highest seats they had. UGH! But luckily, the THS boys team was at the game and had seats much closer to the court, so we snuck past the lady checking tickets and sat a couple rows above Bainbridge and the guys. UF hit three after three, but couldn't seem to battle the Rebels future than the three-point line. Fouls were abundant, as were time outs, which I learned are rather common in a televised college game. They actually call time-outs for commercial breaks. I found that interesting. After a nail-biting second half, the Gators beat the Rebel by ten.

Kyle Gilreath, the manager of the Gators and former Terrier starter, got the boys team into the locker room after the game. Landon tagged along and got to meet Calathes and Tyus, and a few other players. He loved it. Since the players were sitting around in towels, I couldn't go in, so Zach and I walked out and checked out the College of Engineering. Even though I hate science, and most advanced math, I still have to admit that the school was cool. Much neater than I expected. After Kyle finished the tour, we went to Moe's for dinner, and headed home.

Today I watched the Championship Celebration at Ben Griffen. Tebow gave a speech, thanking everyone for their support, and headed off stage. With one hand on the steps, and the microphone in the other, he swirled around and walked back onto the stage. "By the way, one more thing, let's do it again, I'm coming back." The crowd went absolutely wild and I almost fell off the couch. I'm definitely beyond happy, and find myself regretting not applying to UF. Now that I go to campus about once a month, I realize that it's not as big or scary as I imagined and the students are definitely a lot closer than I expected. But I made my decision, and signed a bonding contract, so to speak, so I'm stuck. I just need to keep reminding myself that Flagler is the best place for Deaf Education, and that I will get to see my family a lot more than I would at UF. Plus, I already have a job ready for me... once the baby I will be sitting is born. It will be for the better.

GO GATORS!!!!

You'd have to be living in a giant hole to not know what tonight is... and in case you are in that whole that magically has wifi, it's the BCS Fedex Bowl. Also known as the national championship game. My man, Tim Tebow, is leading his Gators to the #1 position. My dad is on his way down to Miami to watch the game in person. I'm definitely jealous of him, but not as jealous as I am of my cousin Elise, who is hanging out with a girl who claims to be friends with Timmy. (Elise lives in Miami, but doesn't have tickets to the game.. oh the sadness.)

On a different note, the new semester started today. It's definitely going to be a cakewalk. As soon as AP tests are over, I basically have no reason to go to school. My second block got changed to psychology, taught by Mrs Sparkman, a.k.a. the teacher who gives open book everything and gives time at the end of class to do homework. Fourth got changed to Executive Internship. I'm planning on going to FUMC preschool Tuesdays and Thursdays from 2 til close. Should be a good time.

Sunrise, Pointless Class

Class is completely pointless today, so I went to zero block and then to Sunrise. I'm so glad that I discovered how amazing Sunrise Bakery is last year. I absolutely love it. Chris, Kelly, Dargan, Clare, Alison, Ben, and I jetted out of school as soon as Schwindt dismissed us, and ran over to the Bakery. Conversations exploded about everything from college to Mr. Bean. We can be quite the random bunch. After spending TWO hours there, I dropped Chris off and returned home. To my dismay, the only thing on television, other than preschool level shows, is wedding specials. I am definitely a sucker when it comes to weddings, people in love, and pretty dresses. This is probably not the healthiest way to spend my last day off, but hey, what girl doesn't watch the occasional wedding show. Everyone knows that girls begin to plan their wedding when they first start to like boys... which for me, was at the age of two, oh Danny Southwell and Keegan Olsen. I thought I was seriously going to marry them. Maybe I really should change the channel, and just stick to Pinky Dinky Doo. I think I'll go surf the television.

Beginning of the End

My bag is packed, my clarinet and music are out and ready, the car is re-girly-fied (after Austin having it), but I am not ready to go back. Not ready to begin the last semester of this roller coaster I have been riding for four years. The roller coaster more commonly known as High School. I'm feeling a little bit reministent tonight. I'm taking a walk down memory lane, trying to remember the first few days of this long long journey. Some people, who will go unnamed, question my memory of freshman year. I'd like to think that I can remember everything I did and everyone I met. Although that may be a little optimistic of me.

My life has changed a lot over the past few years. I've made new friends, and kept the old..mostly (as they say, one is silver and the other gold). I've met quite a few people who have changed my life. And I just don't want to have to part with them in eighteen short weeks, (nineteen if you count spring break). I'm praying that God will keep the people in my life that I cherish the most, no matter how far away we are. As I look on to the future, I know exactly what I want to happen, and when I want it to happen. Although I know that God laughs when he hears my plans for me. I hope at least... two? or maybe three? come true. But before I can think of that, I need to set my sights on completing high school, with passing grades. After all, I am accepted to Flagler, and they said that all I need to do is finish. (I may be making that up). Anywho, last semester, Senior year, Here I come.


"So let me say before we part, so much of me is made up of what I've learned from you. You'll be with me like a handprint on my heart, and now whatever way our stories end, know that you've rewritten mine by being my friend." - Elphaba

Wall-e, VPK-ers, and Boyfriends

I spent the majority of my waking hours today babysitting the twins, Gracey and Joagster, as I like to call them. They are the two most hyperactive four-and-a-half year olds I know, but that always means I'll have a good time. I walked in the door to find Gracey dressed as a bride. She ran up to me and informed me that brides do not clean their rooms, so I had to do it for her. Needless to say, that didn't happen. Next came Joagster, he was sitting on the couch as asked me if I would be his girlfriend. Who could resist that adorable boy? I said yes. I gave about a million shuttle rides, otherwise known as piggie-backs, and then we settled down to watch Wall-e.

I had never seen it before. Can you believe that? I think I may have over-analyzed it, considering it's made by Disney, but I think it was the classic love story. Boy meets girl, and falls in love with her. Girl is blissfully unaware. Boy keeps after girl. Girl realized she loves boy, but it is too late. Something amazing happens and boy comes back to life. Girl and boy live happily ever after. The End. If life worked like that.....

Anyways, after the movie ended, playtime continued, followed by dinner, the usual "I miss my mommy breakdown", a little more play, and the return of the parents. It was a good time. I'm glad I get the opportunity to be around kids so much. It gives me a chance to see what I'll be getting into once I get a job after college.

I think I'll return to my Roadrunner Raspberry frozen yogurt now. I hear the sounds of the Zohan in the other room.

Giving In

I've been playing around with the idea of starting a blog after reading Anna's (yes Anna, I read your blog like a pre-teen girl reads about HSM), but hesitated because I didn't know if anyone would want to read about my life. I finally decided to give in and start one, and vowed not to care who read it, or what they thought. So here I am, with nothing much to say.

Well today, or I guess yesterday, my friends and I had our ninth Iron Chef Competition. For those of you who don't know what that means, we divide ourselves into three groups, two cooking teams, and one judging team. The cooks run to Publix and get whatever ingredients they need and return to home to cook. After they are finished the judges pick a winner. The whole thing has become a rather enormous gathering, and quite successful with all the newcomers. The outcome this time was decent. Since I am a huge baby, I couldn't eat half the food without worrying about burning my tongue, so I left most of my judging to Zach. In the end Chris' Asian-inspired feast won. Egg-noodle salad, Peanut Chicken over Rice, and Peanut-Butter/Fluff Balls. Yumm-o

Earlier in the day I went to the birthday party of the 4 year-old I babysit. There is something amazing about going to the park with a bunch of pre-schoolers. I had a lot of fun chasing them around. It was HILARIOUS to watch a group of children ranging in age from 2-5 try to play pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey, and wack a pinata. I haven't laughed that much in ages.

Well, it's getting late. I better get to bed. I hope you enjoyed this.