...blurred skylines, grainy eyes, and blood on the sun. Nope...don't miss it.

Isn't it funny how Blood-red and Valentine-red happen to be the same color? You have to be careful when you're swimming in it; undertows.

So I'll love whatever you become ( Read more... )

Shortly after a break-up, certain songs, restaurants, and even times of day become off-limits. You find yourself traipsing through a battlefield riddled with emotional land mines; you have to be very careful where you step...

I have been unremittingly troubled as of late by friendships. I have been thinking a lot about the subject. Lately, people I have always thought of as friends (close friends, at that) have been acting just the opposite. Places where I had previously felt unconditionally invited have been pregnant with distance and a general sense of unwelcome ( Read more... )

I just finished writing my internship reflection. Here it is...I'm going to bed (running on three hours of sleep isn't really ringing my bell these days ( Read more... )

I attend the mandatory First Step meeting this Friday for all students interning next semester. We register to intern and have the opportunity to request which school, and even which teacher to intern for. I emailed one of my previous practicum teachers to find out if she would like me to be her intern next spring. I hope to A.) hear back from her ( Read more... )

Hot August Nights is finally upon us. I wait for this all year as it is one of the few good points August with its choking, strangling heat has to offer. Other good points, of course, include the rib cook-off and the upcoming camping trip on the horizon ( Read more... )

When one is seeking and considering roommates one should read the following rules and regulations carefully ( Read more... )

I'm not sure where to begin...my life has been so eventful as of late. I think a list would be the best way to lay it all out. Putting all of this information into narrative form would prove to be too tedious, I think ( Read more... )

So I just received a letter in the mail informing me that I actually got the six hundred dollar scholarship I applied for last month. It was sponsored by the CCEA and was for prospective teachers. Applicants had to submit an essay convincing the committee why they deserved the scholarship...you know the tune. I have no idea how many people ( Read more... )