So maybe someone who lives away from Michigan can help me answer this question ( Read more... )

The life of a student teacher is a boring one.

This is all.

well.

fuck.
fuck
fuck
fuck

(did you get it? no?)

FUCK.

"Ok, I have something. It is a thing."
"Is it smaller than a microwave?"
"Yes."
"Is it poop?"

:)

One year ago I was in ann arbor ( Read more... )

Yesterday I turned my vehicle on. The radio station was the Bear, a local classic rock station.

When I started my car, they were half way through playing Third Eye Blind's 'Semi-Charmed Life.'

That CANNOT be old enough to be considered classic rock.

This is all.

Another semester has gone by ( Read more... )

I feel moderately bad for all of my friends ( Read more... )

After everything that happened this weekend, including several hours of thinking when I should have been sleeping, I am ready to leave. I am ready to student teach. I am ready to graduate. I am ready to get a job ( Read more... )

And just like that, a huge chapter of my life is over.

Wow.

I've been in marching band for 8 years now, and today was the last time I'll march on the field in a real show.

wow

Those were a damn good 8 years :D