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for kevin…. and all those that love Beauty and the Beast

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 23:31:57 -0500

for kevin…. and all those that love Beauty and the Beast

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Sat, 07 Nov 2009 16:15:38 -0500

not real.

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 00:33:28 -0500

hi. english one.

not anything out of the ordinary. not anything special. not anything expired. not anything complete really. not.
still trying to figure out how they are so miserable. are they tired? i can’t answer their questions, just take their work and smile and say thank you. i will do it and i can do it and i want to tell everyone that i know and that i believe in that they can do it.

hey, you can fucking do it. i believe in you.
is it really my fault that i know geniuses - beautiful, memorable geniuses? i have one’s hand drawn face on my wall - and it’s crying. i have pictures and memories in boxes. i have things i should get rid of and i have things i should put away.

if i look at something that should mean something to me, but doesn’t - does that mean I’m over it or that I can’t put my feelings together? because there are some times where i can remember every single thing that’s happened just to date. i like when this happens because i can sort my years, months, days, hours, minutes and seconds. i like sorting them until i forget.

goodnight. je vous aime mes amis x

méa

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:26:00 -0400

méa

Samedi soir.

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:20:22 -0400

J’aurai de la misère à mettre en mots ce que je veux dire. J’aime écrire en anglais. J’ai un style qui me suit. Écrire de la même manière en français me fait .. sembler.. plate? C’est comme je n’ai pas de style. Je ne suis pas drôle. Je ne suis pas ouverte .. mais je suis directe. Mes mains sont chaud. Je reste à la maison la plupart du temps. Je joue avec des photos après que je les prends. Je veux prendre des centaines de photos. J’adore les photos. J’adore les boites.

Ce qui ce passe: la panique. La panique est partout. Le grippe, un fièvre et ses deux parents sont à l’hôpitale. Personne parle des choses qui se passe à tous les jours. Un lait au chocolat est commandé habituellement PLUS qu’un lait blanc. Les personnes n’aiment pas qu’on laisse passer par en avant des gens dans une ligne. Wal-Mart n’a jamais assez de cassières? …. Caissières? Je n’ai pas le temps de vérifier les mots sur un site web.

Pourquoi est-ce que j’ai si de temps. Je me suis retrouvée dans la cuisine en train de lire les instructions sur les boites en français pour ne pas perdre la langue que j’essaye de pouvoir enseigner pour le restant de ma vie.

Je commence à m’habituer… mais je ferai d’autres GRANDES efforts dans les jours à suivre.

Je te souhaite JOYEUSE Halloween……… soye personelle je pense…. je pense.

Je t’aime.

Ma vie comme enseignante.

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 22:08:10 -0400

J’adore ça tout de suite. Je fais des sacs d’Halloween! Les élèves ne m’écoutent pas vraiment. Ils s’essayent mais j’essayera de mon mieu de leurs gérer. J’écrirai en français pour les prochaines postes puisque je dois m’améliorer en français. J’ai beaucoup de misère mais j’aime ça…. un défi.

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Mon, 19 Oct 2009 01:26:29 -0400

everyone was frowning

Fri, 16 Oct 2009 00:25:00 -0400

Don’t walk through the crowd with your head held high when you have all the power. Show your humility - I will only learn from you then. I think you are brilliant, but everyone has pegged you as a jack ass. I’m sorry I can’t fight all or any of your battles. No battle.

I love being called mademoiselle. I effing love it. I like being called anything but my name because I think it’s fine. When I’m called by my name it’s serious. When you’re being serious with me, I ask myself why. Don’t confuse me.

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School was nice today. I didn’t fail a test, I got big pieces from the pizza, I saw true sincerity from a beauty while another beauty gave me gold from within. There are stories everywhere and I am getting luckier and luckier.

I painted my nails and got half of it on my fingers. Round 2 in the morning.

Je vous aime.

Once.

Fri, 16 Oct 2009 00:18:33 -0400

Once.

If you like chocolate and want it forever - sign up.

Mon, 12 Oct 2009 23:15:41 -0400

If you like chocolate and want it forever - sign up.

When is read and not red.

Mon, 12 Oct 2009 23:12:49 -0400

There was something beautiful in a very tangy bathroom today.
There is something tangy about my bedroom tonight.
I need to brush my teeth.
I need to brush up on a lot.

I enjoyed every single second with you. The lights, the naps and the times I ignored you. I enjoyed the highway and your sister. I enjoy the feeling and the fact that it’s repeating itself. I can have it now and I will have it later. I see the lights dimming. It’s happening all over again. It’s circular and I want some tea. It was all for you. It doesn’t go to show.

People are starving and joining the club. Why am I here while people are starving? What happened to the truck with the missing windshield? Why aren’t there quizzes on the side of the highway? Why does my grandfather have a point? Why can’t I be okay with what is going on? Are you on something? Where did the tables go? Why did you pull my mother over? Why don’t you love the snow? Why can’t I get the last word in? How come I don’t own a hole punch? How come only a few ask themselves questions? How come some people never learn?

I never enjoyed writing newspaper articles in school. I’m a little upset I have to teach them. I suspect I’ll enjoy teaching it once I see students writing them and enjoying it.

Short week. Here we go.

I want you to see the movie. Even if you don’t enjoy it,...

Mon, 12 Oct 2009 23:05:16 -0400

I want you to see the movie. Even if you don’t enjoy it, know that I did.

giving thanks.

Mon, 12 Oct 2009 22:59:26 -0400

giving thanks.

Link

Mon, 14 Sep 2009 20:48:26 -0400

Link

date day tomorrow. thannnnnnnnk goodness.

Mon, 31 Aug 2009 20:47:33 -0400

date day tomorrow. thannnnnnnnk goodness.

so funny. i now love that i went here. (via TA)

Mon, 27 Jul 2009 17:54:00 -0400

so funny. i now love that i went here.

(via TA)

IF GOD LOVES ME, WHY CAN’T I GET MY LOCKER OPEN? (via Paul...

Fri, 24 Jul 2009 09:26:45 -0400

IF GOD LOVES ME, WHY CAN’T I GET MY LOCKER OPEN?

(via Paul Ainsworth)

Flip flop Sunday

Mon, 20 Jul 2009 00:11:18 -0400

A lot of the same things come back. They come back even though you’re convinced that you’ve got it figured out. You think you’ll continue to smile, laugh, run… You know “live life to the fullest” when you hit a wall. For some reason, some days are just not worth it. You just don’t have it in you to push, fight or breathe. When I woke up today, I was part of a group of individuals that spent time running and being conscious of a life threatening illness. They ran and smiled. They cheered eachother on. It felt great. Now I’m on a couch, in the dark, feeling ok-so-so, not-so-much and blazé.

Here’s to having a consistent tomorrow.

i got rid of my moustache. the end.

Fri, 10 Jul 2009 14:19:16 -0400

i got rid of my moustache.

the end.

MY TUMBLARITY: 0

Fri, 10 Jul 2009 14:17:52 -0400

I feel very proud.