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| Sunday, July 20th, 2008 |
osakadensetsu
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6:05a |
DAMNIT GUYS, throw your junk away properly. I found this blog post tonight, and it has some pretty awesome maps of the space around Earth: Space Debris mappedObviously the dots aren't to scale, but it's still a scary thing. Not only are we polluting our planet, we're polluting the orbit of our planet too! Awesome guys, good job. Though there's no ecology in low-orbit, there's still the issue of our baby steps into the cosmos. The Kessler Syndrome was proposed a number of years back for such a scenario that the density of near-Earth space debris would reach such a level create a domino effect of destroying spacecraft or satellites, which would then go on to become debris and make it essentially impossible for any craft to breach the field for a number of decades or possibly centuries. Uhh, yeah, let's not have that. So let's quit blowing shit up in outer space, mmkay? At least shit like this is easy to track while it spends the next 190 years in space. Anyway, this remind me of one of my favourite series from 2003-4, Planetes, a hard science fiction series set in the near future where debris poses a huge threat to space travel due to the threat of high speed space junk. After a number of tragic events (such as collisions with low orbit flights) a number of organizations try to collect debris from orbit to prevent further incidents. The story follows one of these groups. It's a good series, and definitely something I recommend. Definitely one of the few space-based series you'll ever see that isn't a space opera. (Not that space operas are necessarily bad or anything.) Plus drama, some comedy, and a non-stereotyped multicultural cast. (Oh and one of my favourite voice actors.) Current Mood:  sleepyCurrent Music: BUZZ |
moucho_blasto
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10:29a |
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seemingly_alone
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5:12a |
Hello? Where'd You Go NOW? So... I have a girlfriend. I think. Please note that right now we're both 17, and that I'm not "out" to any of my family members. We met over a year ago when we both worked at the same fast-food place. I remember she was always in back making food on the grill, while I was always up front handling the customers and food that didn't need heated. Anyway, one day we got to talking and soon she slipped me her number and e-mail address and everything. We started talking outside of work, and soon set up our first date. At the time, though, my mom had to pick her up and drop us off / pick us up because neither of us had our driver's license. (To this day she still doesn't have her permit, while I've had my license for over 6 months now.) Everything went well at first-- We kept it secret from other employees and still showed affection when we were alone there, I was spending the night at her house and she was spending the night at mine, that kind of stuff. To this day we've never had sex-- I know she's been with a number of guys, but for me... I'm just not ready. Anyway, things were going fine at first but then she just started getting distant. She's a well-known druggie, and I was fine with that as long as she didn't try to drag me into anything. I was trying to persuade her to quit, so I thought that was why some of the distance was occurring. But then it got more severe-- she never sat beside me anymore or even talked to me. One day I just randomly got a text message from her breaking up with me. A couple months passed since then, and her life seemed to spiral down. She still struggled with drugs and family, and even though her 17th birthday was near she decided that enough was enough; she entered herself into rehab. She was gone a month. Shortly before rehab, though, is when she started talking to me again, saying that she missed me and she needed to tell me how she felt before she left. A couple days later we got back together as a couple, and I actually wanted to report discrimination at school because we got called into the guidance office and screamed at just because she would put her hand around my waist at lunch. Anyway, after she got back from rehab things were really smooth-- I remember going over to her house a couple days after she had gotten back. While she went to the bathroom her father's girlfriend walked in and asked me if I thought rehab helped her at all. At that time though, honestly, I just told her I didn't see enough to know yet. I know that's probably a wrong answer, but oh well. Since we've gotten back together I've spent the night at her house once, but still would go over there quite often. Soon the distance thing set in again, and she was separating herself from me. For no reason she would delete my comments every time I posted on her Myspace, never put any pictures up of us that I sent her, and she would always bitch at me when I asked her why her relationship stats was always set to "Single." School ended over a month ago. Since then, I've seen her two or three times. In any case, though, the visits were short and generally unpleasant. Once she walked to my house in the middle of the night and asked if she could move in with me since she said her parents were kicking her out. This wasn't the case, though-- while her house IS up for sale, she just simply didn't want to move into another house with her father and his girlfriend. She didn't want to move in with her mom, either, so she was looking for a place to stay. I said no and she got pissed, then started piling on different shit saying how she was in love with me and stuff... 'Love' for me is a very strong word; I don't use it loosely. When she said that, though, I thought things were going to change-- we would actually be together more. After that, weeks passed and I never heard from her. Occasionally I would text her to see how she was doing, only to get no response, same to email messages and voicemails on her cell phone. By this time I made up my mind that I was going to break up with her the next time I saw her. I left a stuffed animal over there one night and the other day I got a random text message telling me to come get it. Whenever I drove over there, I walked inside and I was just amazed... It really hit me then; everything was all packed up. We sat outside for a while and talked, and she kept saying "I don't know" when I asked her what she was thinking, but that was obviously a lie. Whenever she said that she still wanted to be together even though she'd be 45 minutes away, I just started screaming at her. She left her house for three weeks and never told me, she was always distant anyway... how could i know I could trust her? The reason we broke up the first time was because she thought she was going to cheat on me. In any case, though, her father and his girlfriend decided to take her out to get ice cream at a local little shop after me and her started a serious conversation. She asked me to come back in an hour, but I just wasn't emotionally ready to go back there-- Not even before I got in my car and started it up I was crying; I knew I had just broken up with her, that it was over for good this time, but I wasn't sure if she understood or if she even cared. Like I told my mom, she's already forgotten about me. She told me that she would call me Friday or Saturday morning to come over because they would still be there to pack their last boxes onto the moving van. I haven't been sleeping in the mornings (I haven't been sleeping much at all lately, come to think of it...) and I've been carrying my cell phone around everywhere I go... But I never got a last call telling me to come over and wish her goodbye, which I think is just the rudest thing you could do to someone. The same thing happened again: she promised to stay close, and has already become distant. I'm sorry this is so long, I just kind of went on a rant. Anyway... Comment? Let me know what you think or what I should do? Current Mood:  annoyed |
spinthisbottle
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4:06p |
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strawbryshuichi
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3:30a |
This should be interesting, considering my memory...
comment and I'll...
1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a colour, a photo, etc.
3. Tell you something I (dis)like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
6. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
In return, you must post this in your LJ. |
| Saturday, July 19th, 2008 |
osakadensetsu
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9:34p |
So yesterday was my mother's birthday, and as such we went out for dinner. Entertainment included my brother and I trying to explain my I Can Has Torrents? shirt, at the request of my grandma. THUS BEGAN a slow careful explanation of both cat macros and torrent. I don't think my grandma got it at all (or if she even paid attention for long) but oh well. Oh generation gaps. |
| Sunday, July 20th, 2008 |
verylisa
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4:12p |
I'm Your Man - a most wonderful femslash vid ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) copracat linked to the most wonderful fanvid ever: "I'm Your Man" by charmax. It's multifandom and thoroughly beautiful. I don't normally watch a lot of fanvids and almost never rec them. But this one fills me with glee and it needs to be shared. Edit: Hem. Um. You know how I said I never rec vids? Well now I have to rec a second vid in one day. "Cuz I Can" by dualbunny. It's all about Starbuck from Battlestar Galactica. I've just finished getting up to date with BSG and have joined the Cult of Starbuck. If you haven't watched BSG before, there are some spoilery images in the vid, but it'll probably be worth watching the vid anyway. Because then you'll rush to start watching more of BSG and learning more about the fabulous Starbuck. Also: Starbuck/Apollo = totally hot and fucked-up OTP. Oh yes. Edit edit: Oh what the hell, let's make this another Three Good Things post. "Snakes on a Plane" (yes Mary, it's Cobra Starship!) - another vid by dualbunny. This time it's all about Harry Potter. |
emotionalwench
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1:05a |
Erika and Darryll and I watched Lars And The Real Girl tonight -- and I gotta say it's my new favorite movie. Ryan Gosling is amazing in it, and the story is surprisingly touching, and funny without going for cheap laughs. It's just like me that the first time I've ever fostered a crush on Ryan Gosling would be because of a movie where he plays an introverted, delusional nerd with a sex doll for a girlfriend. Have any of you guys on my friendslist seen it? Current Mood:  awwww |
verylisa
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1:41p |
Three good things 1. I have lost three kilograms in three weeks. Jeans and bras are getting more comfortable again. Calorie King is helping. (But not Carole King. At least not as much.) Remember, Lisa: Calorie King helps. Keep it up. 2. Next semester I will be working with Miz Kylie to teach Effective Communication at Swinburne University. I am so proud and pleased with myself that I may burst. 3. Yesterday I finished the bestest hat what I have ever knitted. Eris said, "it's not really You". Mike called it an affectation and asked if I was planning to wear it in public. I love it and consider it to be the most Me item that I have ever knitted. It is a long stocking cap in bright green self-striping sock yarn. The stripes are crimson, orange, yellow, sky blue and fleshy pink. The wide ribbed band and tassel are made of hand-dyed bright blue yarn. Every time I catch sight of myself in a mirror, I grin like a lunatic. ( photo under cut and also bonus photo of the tattoo that I finally got around to capturing ) Current Music: Lisa Loeb - How | Scrobbled by Last.fm |
greenovalfruit
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12:38p |
I had a dream last night that was a cross between Bones, Gossip Girl, Kathy Reich's second novel (Death du jour), Grey's Anatomy and like... Transylvania/dark ages England.
I know, right?
It was pretty awesome. Emily Deschanel was there and I think David might have been but it was probably Dan Humphrey still. And there was a gay funfair by the water. Totally cool. |
queencleopatra
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10:46a |
Absolutely Meaningless. So what if I am dating, kissing, fucking other guys. I am still really hung up over Johnny, it's been 3 weeks and I'm still not even a little bit over him. If he asked me to come back to him now. I would come running. I feel sick. Im dating at least two guys and i've been with a hell of a lot more over the past few weeks. I just want the pain to go away, I want to forget about him. But I just can't. And I don't know why! Why is it still hurting so much? Is this a sign I shouldn't give up? Or is it a sign I just fell for him way too fast? Don't answer that as I know the answer. I know I am a total fool but I can't help it. It is hurting my heart. I wish I had never got that second job. Because he will never, EVER find a girl who loves and cares about him more then I do. *sniff* I just want it to forget. If there was that memory thing like in eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, I would very much be tempted to do it right about now. My heart, my body, my mind, everything that is possible hurts. Current Mood:  sadCurrent Music: I Miss You - Miley Cyrus |
| Saturday, July 19th, 2008 |
aphrodite33
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4:46p |
CW Fall Launch Date Here is the CW fall schedule finally we have start date for Supernatural. Sept. 1: Gossip Girl and One Tree Hill. Set the DVR now. Sept. 2: 90210's two-hour premiere. Sept. 3: America's Next Top Model's two-hour premiere. Sept. 9: Privileged Sept. 18: Smallville and Supernatural Oct. 3: Everybody Hates Chris and The Game. That's it for sitcoms, already an endangered species on the CW. Oct. 29: Stylista. That horror reality show also seems poised to debut during midseason. 13, I think it was called. http://startelegram.typepad.com/pop_cultural_district/ Current Mood:  accomplished |
seemingly_alone
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6:49p |
Health Problems & Job Woes For the longest time I've been looking for a job since I left my last job in March. Most of the places I'm looking into I'll have to wait until next June since I'm not yet 18, and all other places I've been interested in aren't hiring. Around here, though... It's crazy. Just go to the local grocery store and you see old ladies and men bagging your food and whatever else you can buy there. Rather than hire people my age, people who might actually need the money such as myself, they are hiring old folks who can barely walk around in general. I'm not trying to be mean in the least, but I'm not afraid to bet that less than half of the elderly workers there drive their own car. What do they need the money for, new dentures? At the same time, I'm also facing health problems. No, not from me, although I have the weakest immune system of anyone I know and can get sick if anyone sneezes within a mile of me. It sounds extreme and exaggerated, just as it should be, but still. In any case, the one facing health problems is my grandma. She's been going downhill for the last couple years, but it just seemed like a peak has been reached. Today, to count, she's fallen 5 times. Yes, five. Three in her own bathroom, and two in her own bedroom. The last fall she hit the carpet pretty hard, and now has a huge brushburn up her left arm. As it turns out, after calling the family to come over and help her get up and the Dr.'s office to see what's up, of course of all things the thing they DON'T suggest is her going into the hospital, where she probably belongs. Instead, she's advised to not do anything-- no longer can she go up and down the stairs, and whenever she tries to walk anywhere she needs to use her walker and there needs to be someone beside her. She's not allowed to be by herself any longer, and the next time she goes to the Dr. they're going to give her a wheelchair. Oh, joy. That means we'll have to rearrange our entire first floor of the house to make it accessible, but I guess it's just what we're gonna have to do. Guess I found my job for the Summer. But whenever I go back to school at the end of next month... I don't know what's going to happen. Current Mood:  exhausted |
hek2006
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6:33p |
"i sneak up and hit ya like a fuckin"... wha?? So, there's a tornado warning. And they said one might have touched down already... omg I'm so pissin' myself if one appears anywhere near here.  WHA! Current Mood:  shockedCurrent Music: tornado -msi |
bellehiver
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2:48p |
This morning at work I kinda wanted to die. Just about every task they asked of me made me break into tears. I was even trying desperately not to cry after I LEFT because the relief was so heavy. I pretty much ran past grandma to get to the shower where I broke down again. But after that and a long nap I felt a shit ton better. I was so fucking... just. not okay. Stressed and freaked out and worn so thin. Now I just need to eat my weight in something. Maybe sushi. Brittany had surgery this morning, to put a couple pins and one plate in her ankle. I heard from grandma that it went pretty well. She's still knocked out in recovery, I think. I should call mom or something and find out. Jessi hung out with me yesterday after I left the hospital. We got ice creams and talked, and it was good. I think maybe she needs sushi today. Yes. This is what I think. I was a little bit annoyed at Amanda last night while we were talking because she tried to play the "my condition is worse than yours/hers" game while I was describing to her what happened. I know that its kind of an automatic thing in her head, and she wasn't really belittling Brittany's injury, but it really made me angry. Yeah, we all get it, she suffered and really did almost kill herself unknowingly, but when I'm stressed out of my mind and have just spent about five straight hours worrying myself into a heart attack, you DO NOT say "Whatever, at least she didn't almost die like I did." I'm letting it go, but yeah. *sigh* gonna make some calls now. Current Mood:  stressed |
sagefemme11
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4:32p |
Usually on community outreach health fair days, the midwives at my hospital perform free breast exams for anyone who walks in and requests them. Last year, I did 42 female and 3 male exams. 90 breasts in three hours, the rest of the health fair I did education at the table they have reserved for us.
This year, the hospital decided to just have the education component available for free, forcing patients who wanted a breast exam to return next week for an official office visit the hospital would be paid for. Ah, economics....
Upon hearing this last night (when we were informed of the change), two other midwives bailed on the outreach day leaving me solo at the table today. I spoke to somewhere around 200 people today about breast care, demonstrating self breast exams on my own (clothed) breasts. Did I mention it was 102 degrees and we were housed in plastic tents outside the hospital?
By the fourth hour of this, I wilted. I abandoned ship and crawled up to labor and delivery where I found a cold floor space and melted down on it, propping my feet up high on a wall. One of my nurses gave me an icepack for my head and pulse points. Let me tell ya'll how this Southern gal craved iced sweet tea in that moment!
One of my residents came rushing in when she heard of my pathetic state and tried to jab an IV in my arm. She told me it was so wonderful to see me looking vulnerable for a change. I kicked her mocking ass out fast after that.
Within twenty minutes I was sitting up again, relatively recovered. Suddenly, another nurse came careening into the room and screeched that I had to go to labor room A, the resident needed me stat. Adrenaline! Oh yes, nothing better for a sluggish circulation than that wild cocaine-cousin, adrenaline!
Shoulder dystocia. I threw on gloves and told her to step back and breathe because her tears were baptizing the baby. Yeah, really. I dislodged the shoulder with a simple technique and Bubala was born in one more push. We resused him for a minute and then collectively gulped oxygen as he serenaded us at the top of his lungs. Big boy with a big voice but not much in the man-parts department, we all noted as he waved at us with both arms to help us all sleep better tonight. (The last part of that cryptic sentence is a code to all birth workers who understand the significance of shoulder dystocia and brachial plexus palsy and why newborns waving hands at their midwife or doctor always causes a smile from her/him.)
Midwifery rocks, yo! |
discreetpirata
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1:26p |
This is your Spider, this is your Spider on drugs.
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| Sunday, July 20th, 2008 |
alqarine
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3:46a |
Yay rainbows! I've never been to any of these things (and only found out of their existence a few months ago) but now I am Aware so I might even go down for an event or so (with braided_yazoo?) because they actually sound quite interesting, and support is always good. So yes, publicise! It's always such fun to make homophobes squirm, don't you think? (: This post is totally compatible with my awesome new layout. o: Current Mood:  relievedCurrent Music: Stay On The Road - Corrinne May |
alqarine
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12:02a |
APCG! <3 So, APCG ended on Friday and I'm probably one of the last people to chronicle this, considering the number of blogs I've been linked to. (Yes, if you don't link me to it, I probably won't read it because I'm excessively LJ-centric like that. :D) I don't really think it's sunk in that it's over because the week passed by really, really quickly.. it just seemed to have gone really fast, even more so when we were reminded that we'd started all the way back on May 9. I recall not being able to empathise with Isaac when he leaned back in his chair before Professor Sternberg's talk and upon being asked if he was okay, said that he "didn't want APCG to end" - not because I wasn't enjoying myself, but more so because it was going by so fast that it was hard to get emotionally attached. (Plus, as I told Mr Lau during one of the dinners, I have the emotional capability of a teaspoon.) Now it's over and I actually do miss it - it was tiring, of course, both physically and mentally, but I miss it for all the bad jokes and cheers and talking/bonding and being devoted to just one thing for an entire week. (Trust me, I tried multi-tasking, like attempting my SS PT on the MRT rides home. It just wasn't possible, I'd be too exhausted.) Waking up painfully early and getting home really late was definitely the subject of many laments, yes, but even as school and PTs loom menacingly ahead I don't think I would have traded it for the week's break everyone else got. But if they wanted to give us a break on top of this, on the other hand...I wouldn't be able to do a detailed day-by-day account of the summit if I tried, and I don't think that would be the best way for me to translate my experience into words here. Nothing much Happened that would justify such a manner of blogging. As Chan put it, the summit went by so quickly and we were all over the place (with one group one moment, and another the next; needed to do this at one point of time, and completely changing roles at another), so a lot of my learning was through reflection rather than experience but there's nothing wrong with that. It definitely wasn't what I expected but that isn't to say that it fell short of them, it was just different. I learned a lot - not what I thought I would, nor how I though I would - and I don't think I've really had the time to sort through everything in my mind (and I'm quite scared that I never will) but still, I'm grateful for everything that's happened. ( Now I could go on for a couple of thousand more words, or I could let pictures (KATE!) do the talking. )APCG is about the people. <3 The experience was brilliant and all of you - the facilitators(!!), participants, youth leaders, teachers, etc. - contributed to that and for that I am very, very thankful. Current Mood:  sleepyCurrent Music: Up Where We Belong - Joe Cocker & Jennifer Warnes |
| Saturday, July 19th, 2008 |
rentwighurts
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10:19a |
Whoooo are you? Isn't it amazing how life can just flip around??? Dark Knight- AMAZING. Omg. And sorry Joker, but you didn't steal the show for me, still loved you though. It was Harvey DENT baby! Annndd, my dad got me early early early as hell birthday tickets to........THE WHO!!!!!!!! Holy crap. Orchestra seats, Roger and Pete. Hell yes. It's going to be amazing. Current Mood:  chipper |
| Sunday, July 20th, 2008 |
greenovalfruit
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1:41a |
and now... to bed! with a depressing book and not in a GOOD way I wrote fic ! I know, right? Guh. It was an ... interesting process. I explained to deliriums_fish and she was perfectly theatrical in her responses (when you discuss explaining fandom to a 62 year old parent, there HAVE to be some horrified noises) and very sweet. Also, I stole some of the title from her journal! It's probably from Here Lies Jenny... what do I mean, probably. And hey, Bebe's wiki says she's already DONE the Addams Family reading but the article I read said it would be in August! Bastards, what? Explain, intarnets! No wait, this instead. lolly_a_holic liked it , which makes me ridiculously smiley.
Title: Spiders on Skin (Blood, Sugar, Coal) Rating: NC-17 Fandoms Crossed: The Addams Family/NCIS Pairings/Characters: Morticia Addams/Abby Sciuto Prompt: babysitter (I know, I'm dirty) Warning: Some violence/blood play and obviously the age gap Summary: Abby's services as a babysitter are required at the Addams household. What an extraordinary fit... in more ways than one. Author's Notes: (Or Angela sucks at summaries!) Set about three years before The Addams Family and about 15 years before NCIS. So no real spoilers for either. But certain facts have been incorporated, obv. |
| Saturday, July 19th, 2008 |
thorne1966
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7:00a |
Reprinted from a thread in the "DU Longue"
WHAT TEACHERS MAKE
OR, IF THINGS DON'T WORK OUT
YOU CAN ALWAYS GO TO LAW SCHOOL
He says the problem with teachers is
What's a kid going to learn
from someone who decided his best option in life
was to become a teacher?
He reminds the other dinner guests that it's true
what they say about teachers:
Those who can, do; those who can't, teach.
I decide to bite my tongue instead of his
and resist the temptation to remind the dinner guests
that it's also true what they say about lawyers.
Because we're eating, after all, and this is polite company.
I mean, you’re a teacher, Taylor.
Be honest. What do you make?
And I wish he hadn't done that
(asked me to be honest)
because, you see, I have a policy in my classroom
about honesty and ass-kicking:
if you ask for it, then I have to let you have it.
You want to know what I make?
I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.
I can make a C+ feel like a Congressional Medal of Honor
and an A- feel like a slap in the face.
How dare you waste my time
with anything less than your very best.
I make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall
in absolute silence. No, you may not work in groups.
No, you may not ask a question, so put your hand down.
Why won't I let you go to the bathroom?
Because you're bored.
And you don't really have to go to the bathroom, do you?
I make parents tremble in fear when I call home:
Hi. This is Mr. Mali. I hope I haven't called at a bad time,
I just wanted to talk to you about something your son said today.
To the biggest bully in the class, he said,
"Leave the kid alone. I still cry sometimes, don't you?"
And it was the noblest act of courage I have ever seen.
I make parents see their children for who they are
and what they can be.
You want to know what I make?
I make kids wonder,
I make them question,
I make them criticize.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them write, write, write.
And then I make them read.
I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful
over and over again until they will never misspell
either one of those words again.
I make them show all their work in math
and hide it on their final drafts in English.
I make them understand if you've got this,
then you follow this,
and if someone ever tries to judge you
by what you make, you give them this.
Here, let me break it down for you, so you know what I say is true:
Teachers make a goddamn difference! Now what about you?
Taylor Mali
Current Mood: inspired |
laisy
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12:00p |
My Birthday Yeah, I know, today, all day is all about Mr. Padalecki. But it happened that I share Birthday with him, so anyway :)  Current Mood:  weirdCurrent Music: The Ting Tings- Thats Not My Name |
hek2006
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4:50a |
Why so serious? Tonight I saw The Dark Knight and it was fucking amazing. I pretty much died a little each time Heath came onto the screen. And I thought the movie would be overrated and that I shouldn't get up hopes up..blah blah.. But it was one hella good movie. And I've been waiting so long to see it that it seemed unreal that I was actually watching it. I think I'll be able to enjoy it a lot better the next time I see it, which will probably be with Randi. yay! But yeah, on another topic..but still about the movie.. I just read this in a community about Heath: "so friday, the opening of The Dark Knight, became the day i broke up with my boyfriend." Because the bf went to see the movie with his dad first instead of with this chick and her bff. WTFWTFWTF. There must have been something else wrong in that relationship because you don't break up with people over a movie. The person said seeing this movie was "sacred". Huh? I'm like, yeah..it's important..but jesus..it's not fucking holy or something. wow, psychooos Anyway, that was my entertainment for the early morning .. 4:50 a.m. ohh yeaya! =D Oye, I'm so not tired. But my lymph nodes hurt like crazy. Thanks everyone for their wonderful imput regarding advice way back when...NOT. pft, lame-o's ;P Well, Jane did comment to tell me lymph nodes are a sexual term..which they are! I've always thought that and I kinda feel dirty saying it! haha Anywayz..maybe I'll drink tea? Put a warm cloth on my throat/chin? Yeah? I need a frackin' massage..that's what I need. My lower back would love that. And maybe sleep yeah? kk..night EDIT: [I had to include a fav. picture of the Joker]  Current Mood:  soreCurrent Music: slackerbitch - placebo [faghagwhore..] |
seemingly_alone
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1:10a |
First Post Okay, I'm new to LiveJournal. I don't know how a thing here works, but I'll find it out in time.
My name is Cindy. I'm 17. Gemini. Some of the things you read here may be offensive, and if you have a problem with it... Well, just click the big red X in the top righthand corner of your screen.
I needed to make a blog just to rant. As my username states, it seems that I'm alone in this huge world. Right now I only have 1 friend I can truly confide in with anything and everything, but other than that everyone has turned on me for no reason. Some people find therapy by violence, some by drugs and alcohol, I find stress therapy and a release by writing.
Welcome to my hellish life. Current Mood:  cold |
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