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I haven’t forgotten about you, I just forgot you existed. It is different, okay?

No long winded explanation as to why I’ve been absent. Here is the short version: 

1. I teach full time. 

2. I coach a spring sport. 

3. I am a full time student in grad school. 

4. I’m taking additional courses through the state for certification purposes. 

5. I need to sleep occasionally. 

6. I had kidney stones and ruptured ovarian cysts ALL WITHIN THE SAME DAY. 

 

Needless to say, I’m a little tired. So I am not going to do a lot of regular posts; rather, I am going to bring together blogging and mindless tv watching. My students have instructed me to watch Teen Wolf, so here goes nothing. I’ll be occasionally live blogging my thoughts to various episodes, starting with my next post! YAY. 

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Cause I’m a Free Elf Baby.

When I was a junior in hell high school something strange started happening to me. My hair started falling out. I don’t mean the normal amount of hair that falls out during an average day– oh no. I mean, I would wash my hair in the shower and it would come out in clumps. Literally, handful after handful of hair. As you can guess, I would have breakdowns in the shower, holding my hair, thinking I was dying. Apparently my mother agreed and she had me tested for all these disorders and diseases, none of which I knew about. I was just there for some blood tests. Eventually the tests came back and nothing was out of the ordinary. Do you know why my hair was falling out? Do you? Guess. Go on, try.

Stress.

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Yes. My hair was falling out in clumps because I was stressed. People started telling me I needed Rogaine for women. A JUNIOR IN HIGH SCHOOL AND MY MOM WAS BUYING ME ROGAINE. That is just not normal.

So lately, as you may have noticed, I haven’t been blogging. I don’t know what else to say other than…my hair is falling out again. No, that is not a lie, not an excuse. I have been so stressed that my hair is falling out again. Everything about this semester is just…. stressful. I pulled out a lot of hair last night (well, not pulled out, but it sort of just voluntarily left my head while I was washing my hair) and I realized JUST how stressed out I am. Lately I’ve been working on this capstone project. We had to create unit plans regarding what we will be teaching next semester. I am teaching To Kill a Mockingbird, and while I am excited about this, my unit plan turned into a 72 page document. And I just realized this week that I only wrote 7 out of the 35 lesson plans. I mean, COME ON. Too much work! On top of that I have to do photography and DON’T even get me started on that. I freaking put in so much time to that class and I hate it. It is not fun at all, nothing I wanted it to be. My professor does not like anything I do, and it makes it very difficult to care about anything in that class.

But on a lighter note, last week was the premiere of the new HARRY POTTER movie! I was sooooo freaking excited. Here are some pictures of the night:

This is me and my sister! Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw

This is me and my roommate! Ravenclaw and Gryffindor

Luna loves you so good.

I forced my mum to wear the Spectrespecs.

As you can see from our spirit of dressing-up, I had a blast. And! My parents went! My father, a man who usually goes to bed at 8-9pm actually stayed awake for this because I begged him to go! Aren’t my parents just wonderful! Down the isle from us were: Filch, Mrs. Norris, Colin Creevy, Dumbledore, and some other people from Hogwarts. It was so thrilling to be in a midnight showing. The last one I went to was The Bourne Ultimatum and that was an experience. I didn’t enjoy it because I was sooooo tired! Although, looking at Matt Damon is never a bad thing. But I digress….

Overall I really, really enjoyed the movie. Obviously they are not going to get everything right from book to movie, but let’s be honest– how many movies are better (or as good as) the book? Very, very few. I was really impressed by the acting; everyone really did an amazing job this time around. Dan Radcliffe is so awkward to me (Am I the only one who notices that odd thing he does with his hand when he speaks? NOW YOU WILL TOO!) but I thought he was really brilliant. And of course, Emma Watson is so beautiful and lovely and Rupert Grint was great too. I loved all the performances.

One of my favorite scenes included the torture scene with Hermione. I was so worried how Emma would do in that scene, because when I read the novel I get a very clear picture in my mind of what she sounds like and how Ron reacts. I thought they could have made Ron go a little more mad while still in the cellar thing, but overall it was fantastic. And just seeing her crying and the mudblood practically carved into her arm– seriously, her scream sent chills down my spine. I was very impressed. Also, did anyone else notice the hair that fell on Hermione? Were you confused by it? Because I figured it out last night and basically, *MINOR SPOILER ALERT* in order to steal one of the horcruxes, Hermione drinks polyjuice potion and becomes Bellatrix. So that was Bellatrix’s hair that fell on her, and probably how they will let her be able to become Bellatrix when they break into the bank.

I also enjoyed one of the more “controversial” scenes– Harry and Hermione dancing! I KNOW RIGHT! Many fans of the book are split on this. I thought it was so beautiful and so so very sad. I must say, when I think about the movie, or when someone mentions it to me, that is the first scene that pops into my mind! I think because it is just so…. it perfectly sums up what they are going through. During many scenes of the book we see Harry’s thoughts and he is so extremely mopey and I want to stab him in the face. Being a movie we can’t really get into his head, and I like how it focuses on Hermione. In the book it is just mentioned that Harry could hear her crying herself to sleep. By him actually getting her up and dancing, and them looking so depressingly sad…. I don’t know. I think it is my favorite scene in the whole film!

The Harry/Ginny scene was sooooo awkward. I like Harry/Ginny in the book, but movie version is just soooooo uncomfortable. I was recently watching Half Blood Prince and I just squirmed every time they shared the screen together! Other than that, I didn’t have any pressing concerns with the movie. I thought everything they brought to life was well done, and I loved how they handled the traveling in the forest scenes. It could have been much longer, much more boring, and very repetitive. I think the radio was brilliant in that it brought about a link and way to make the traveling more cohesive. Also it was a great break to just a haunting tune in the background. That’s not to say I don’t enjoy the score to the movie– far from it. I’m just saying listing the names had a more desolate and sad tune.

Overall the film was hilarious. There was so much more humor to it than I thought, which leads me to believe the next movie will be anything but humorous. I’m beginning to prepare myself now; I know that I know that I know I will be a complete and utter wreck during the next movie, which comes out ONE DAY before my birthday. Just saying. Seriously though, I can’t even begin to think that this franchise is coming to an end. I’m sure all of the actors/actresses are quite happy to be turning over a new leaf, but Harry Potter has been part of my world for so long! I can’t even begin to express how sad I am that it is ending, and I won’t because it is 1:30 in the morning and I have class in a few hours, so I am just going to call it a night.

Let me know what you thought in the comments below! I know I left some awesome things out, like Bathilda Bagshot and the ear scene and whatnot. Seriously, too much goodness to cover! Also, just saying, I didn’t cry at the end. I don’t cry during that scene in the book and call me heartless but…. yeah. Just putting that out there.

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Yeah Mama This Surely Is A Dream…

Internet, I am sick. Coughing, weezing, sneezing, watery eyes, itchy, runny nose, stuffy nose (I don’t know how it is possible to have both a runny and stuffy nose, but alas, I do).  I don’t know what I have, but I think it is some sort of bronchitis/upper respirator infection. This has been going on for, I want to say, four weeks? Five weeks? Something like that. And in this time I have been heavily medicated, and it hasn’t helped. Oh, and on top of that, I have not been able to sleep through the night. I’m like a baby- I wake up every hour on the hour. And not just because of the sickness, though that does play a large part. Because of all the PANIC ATTACKS! associated with STRESS. So, yes, these past few weeks have been…. a nightmare (pun totally intended) hence the no blogging.

So what do I have to be stressed about? Pretty much everything in the world relating to school. I’m enrolled in my methods courses which are three English Education courses. One is just a regular class, but the other two are “seminars” and I can’t begin to tell you how much work I have in each of those classes, not to mention the two other classes I am taking. I pretty much go into class everyday and am assigned a new project to work on. And these projects can not just be completed the night before they are due; they require a lot, a lot, a lot of work resulting in weeks/months of preparation and data and other crap. And on top of that I have anywhere from 60-100 pages of readings due A NIGHT. And being sick on top of all of this doesn’t help, because I don’t end up going to bed until 12 or 1 am, and I’m not sleeping through the night, and then I have to get up at 6:30 to teach. (Oh, and when I wake up at 6:30, I discover my closet has flooded, thanks to the tropical storm we have been having. Let me tell you, nothing better than a soaked closet at 6:30 in the morning.)

If you are one of those people who can go to bed that late and wake up that early, congrats, good for you. I am not one of those people. I need sleep, and I’m simply not getting enough (when I actually do sleep). So why don’t I just skip classes for a couple of days and play catch up later? I’m so glad you asked. You see, if you miss three or more of these methods classes, my professors have the right to KICK YOU OUT OF THE PROGRAM. The program I’ve been working in for the last FIVE YEARS OF MY LIFE.

*gulp*

I’m not trying to make excuses, Internet. But if you don’t hear from me for a while, assume I’m either working or I’ve finally had a mental breakdown. Because I’m pretty darn close to one.

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Internet, it is time for my semesterly sickness. No, really, I get sick every semester, and this one decided to come a bit early. (Yes, I know, that is what she said. Nobody cares.)

However, some people do care. About me, I mean, not about crude jokes. This morning I walked into my education class drinking hot tea. My friends who sit near me started talking about me having tea! OMG! LAUREN HAS TEA! Then they started saying something must be wrong, because I ALWAYS have an iced coffee sitting on my desk. Like, ALWAYS ALWAYS. I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t have a coffee.

And so I told them that I was sick and I was drinking tea, and they were sad, and I was happy that they cared enough to freak out that I changed beverages. As much as I hate people (in general) sometimes, I really do love my friends.

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BEDA 12: “Baby I Like It…”

Today I met up with a dear friend and toured my old university, here in sunny, sunny Florida. So today, instead of a lot of words, I’ll just post some pictures of the old place.

The new and improved entrance into the university

A LOT of palm trees are on this campus, the most expensive being over 2 million dollars, I kid you not.

The new education building that I never got to experience *tear* and MORE palm trees!

A closer look at the building!

The bookstore and cafe that I looove.

This is the main "street" that we use to get everywhere. It is made out of cobblestone, and girls wear stilettos. And then fall.

My first dorm!

This is student health, the place I brought my toe when it was sliced open by a random piece of glass. Gross.

The Chapel!

And lastly,

My last dorm before I transferred. I still think it looked like a hotel.

I do miss the campus, and I even got a bit sad when I visited today. But then I remember the reasons I left, and the opportunities my new campus has offered, and I don’t feel so sad! Still, it is quite beautiful.

And a Happy BEDA to you too.

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Going to the Chapel…

Last weekend I, along with my mum, made the journey to North Carolina to see one of my best friends get married. Now, this best friend is a best friend from high school, the kind of best friend that still keeps in contact with more than two people from our graduating class (yes, I pretty much only care about three people I graduated with, one of whom is the one getting married). If you do the math, this means I had to see hell people I graduated with. I did not like this idea. But she really is one of my best friends so I said, “okay, sure, I’ll be in your wedding.” (Actually I think I said something like YES OF COURSE!!!!!! but that is not the point).

I should have known this was going to be a semi-awful weekend, because the six hour journey took almost eight and a half. By that point, I was singing highly off key (on purpose) because there was no where my mother could go. Because I’m a lovely daughter like that. Then I got the BRILLIANT idea to go to a coffee shop I used to work at. Only problem- they close at 9, we were still on I-95, and it was about 8:35. Let’s just say it is a miracle that my mother did not get a ticket. We got there with about ten or so minutes to spare. Because she is a lovely mother like that.

I got my coffee, then drove over to my friend’s house where I would be staying. Actually, we went to my mum’s hotel first, to check her in. After that we drove to the CORRECT hotel, and checked her in for realz. THEN we went to my friends house. We talked for ever and I finally got in bed around 1 or something and I was exhausted. Sitting in a car for what seems like eternity will do that to you.

The next morning we went to the bridesmaids luncheon. It was….fun. We stood around on a porch drinking lemonade (soooooo southern) and then got lunch at this place (I forget the name). I met the other bridesmaids there (one of which was a classmate of mine) and let’s just say the reception was not very warm. I tried to engage people in conversation but when you are considered a northern invader things don’t go so well.

My place setting at the luncheon.

The best thing about lunch was the “entertainment” where Morgan’s (the bride) aunt spoke about memories she had of babysitting Morgs. The she sang. I think she made up the song, but her voice was….. okay let’s just say it, rip the band-aid off. It was terrible. But bless her heart she was trying and it took everything within us not to laugh. I think I held it together pretty well.

That night was the rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner. It started at 5 something and it was dreadfully hot- just dreadful. And that was an hour after the wedding would be, meaning it would be even HOTTER for the wedding. YAY! The rehearsal went about as well as rehearsals go… nobody really cared for the woman running the show (Joan, I think was her name? Some friend of the bride’s mother) and eventually we all went to eat.

The rehearsal dinner was lovely; I got a delicious piece of tuna. Yummmmy. The groom’s cake was also quite adorable:

The next day was the WEDDING and we had to pretty much sweat and sweat and sweat because we had to be there early. I had my hair in hot rollers, and wore them to the wedding location, and got many odd stares and laughs along the way. It was quite hilarious. Then came the wedding, where we had to practically journey to Middle Earth to get to the “alter.”

First we had to hind behind bushes.

Then we had to walk around/behind the guests.

Then we had to walk down the isle.

Then we had to cross over gravel.

Then we had to climb porch steps.

Then we had to climb more porch steps.

Then we had to turn to face the audience.

Then once everyone had done that, the bride came. And she looked quite beautiful:

After she made it, we had to turn and face her. A little ways into the ceremony, I felt something wet start dripping on my arm. How horrified I was when I found out IT WAS MY OWN FREAKING SWEAT! EW! DOUBLE EW! Then…..I could feel it rolling down my back. *gag* It was DISGUSTING, Internet. Simply DISGUSTING.

Informing my mother that it was really, really, really hot. (But she already knew.)

After the ceremony we took more pictures and then went to the reception where the bridal party was introduced. The guy couldn’t read my last name and it was embarrassing and I really didn’t want to be there but I suffered through it and before long they were cutting the cake. Then it was time to toss the garter/bouquet.

Oh. My. Gosh. Awkward doesn’t even begin to cover it. First, the groom was forced to be handcuffed and blindfolded and had to get the garter off with his teeth. I mean, whatever, gross, I don’t need to see some man sticking his face up my best friend’s dress. Then the guy who caught the garter had to put it on the girl who caught the bouquet. I did not know this. I am very, very, very, very, VERY, VERY, VERY glad I did not get the bouquet. Why you ask? Because the guy who got the garter put it on the girl who got the bouquet’s leg, and then pulled something out of his sleeve. And what was that, you may be asking? A THONG.

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Awkward to the EXTREME. Then it was time to leave.

Overall, it was an okay weekend. I got to see two of my three really good friends. I had the unfortunate pleasure of seeing other people from my high school, some of which didn’t acknowledge my existence, and tried not to even when I talked to them. And that is okay. I wish them all the luck in their lives.

I’m glad my friend is happy, I’m glad I got to see her, but I’m really glad to be home.

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Going through my nutrition book made me realize how much I’ve learned from watching Scrubs. And they say you don’t learn from TV.

Woah.

Have I really been gone that long?

I have?

You mean–No, no that can’t be right.

I haven’t (really) blogged since…DECEMBER 30TH?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

I don’t believe it, I just don’t believe it. But alas, it is true. I am so ashamed Internet. Granted, I was out of the country for a month, but still. That is a very long time away from you. I think if I had to pin point the reason it would be this really weird thing I developed… I don’t know if you have ever heard of it, but recently I went out there and got myself a social life.

I know, I know. What am I doing with one of those? Well those crazy kids from New Zealand apparently liked me enough to keep hanging around me back here in the States. So I’ve been quite busy with all of that, plus school work. My goodness- the school work I have accumulated this semester! I still can’t believe how crazy it is. I’ve got papers (worth 30% freaking percent of my grade- YIKES) and tests and quizzes and projects and more papers and presentations and many, many, many books to read. I’ve been in class for…five weeks and I’ve already read six books and written papers on them. Such is the life of an English major. I’m not really complaining though– I like the books well enough. I’ve been reading: Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe, The Autobiography of My Mother by Jamaica Kincaid, Translations by Brian Friel, Nervous Conditions by Tsitsi Dangarembga and The Freedom Writers Diary by The Freedom Writers.

As you can see, that alone has kept me quite busy. Add to that lots of reading in text books and I basically have no free time to hang out with my new found friends (although I always manage to find time… interesting how that works). Also, for my Diversity in Education class, one of my assignments is to keep a weekly blog about our class. Difficult, I know, because I don’t have any experience in that sort of thing. Hardy-har I’m HILARIOUS. You can find the blog here, and you don’t have to be an Education major to comment on the posts- I would love your input!

I know this post is ridiculously short, but I have to study for a Nutrition exam (gross to the maxx) and go to a meeting for my French class (yes, I am still in French, no I do not have the same professor, yes I need to tell you that story some time. Remind me). At least I’m posting again, right? Yeah, let’s go with that.

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