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i went to teens encounter christ over this past weekend. i spent the entire time (when we weren't sleeping) either making a fool of myself or cleaning bathrooms. it sounds bad, but it was the bestest thing ever. we performed funny skits of bible stories and i got to scream a lot. we also wore cowboy hats the whole weekend. then on saturday night, there was a dance and when "you belong with me" played, my friend and i went around singing it to random guys who weren't smiling to get them to smile. it was so much fun. when "bohemian rhapsody" played, we put on a big dramatic performance to go with it. i love that song.

anyway, today my friend really pissed me off. in my graphic design class we're making advertisements for the high school art show. i accidentally typed "9-5 pm" for the time instead of 5-9. i read it wrong because, for those of you who don't know, i'm a tiny bit dyslexic. so instead of correcting me while we were working, she waited until we were doing a critique in front of the whole class and said "Mr. Koss, is there a such thing as 9-5pm?" and everyone laughed so i had to say in front of everyone that i have a problem, even though she already knew. normally, i'm not at all sensitive, but i am about my short comings. at least i don't have school the rest of this week.

So, today is Yom Kippur, the day we're supposed to be inscribed in the Book of Life according to Jewish tradition.

Today is a day of self-reflection and forgiveness seeking, a chance to purge all the wrong-doings you've committed in the past year.  You ask forgiveness of those you may have wronged, and hopefully receive it.

So that's what this post is.  Incredibly informal and impersonal, I know... but it's just kind of a cover-all.  I do not consider myself to be overly offensive or abrasive on here, but I can't guarantee it.  For this, I want to apologize for any off-color or off-the-cuff remarks I may have made or seem to have made (sarcasm does not translate well on a computer, as I'm sure many of you know) that caused you pain or suffering, or just made you question my character.  I enjoy my time on Mindsay immensely, love getting to read updates from all of you, and only have the best intentions when conversing with you.  If I ever did or said anything that led you to believe the contrary, please let me know so I can work to repair it further.

My negative day with positive random happiness

Usually I don't post something that's not very commentable, but I just want to rant about my day. It was bad, as usual, to begin.


I woke up at 7:06am( my bus comes at 7:15). I got ready in 4 minutes, because my boyfriend is grounded off of the phone and internet until friday, since tuesday ( he usually calls me at 6:30).


Of course on the bus, the pop music of C100 ( which I  absolutely cannot stand!!) is on so loud I can hear it with my music to it's loudest...


I get to school, I have to take off my music as usual, cause there's a dumb rule that we can't have it in class...

I have no looseleaf, dropped all of my stuff.


We're let out late for recess, so by the time I get in line and get my snack, it's time to go. Someone pulls out my headphones as they pass me..


I head back to french class and I have to continue reading, which is a waste of time because I forgot the book I'm going to do my report on.. I can't even read I'm so pissed.


I calm down a bit when we go to the computer lab, I got my two problems of the week done, and started my bonus work. I felt happy 'cause it was productive, and less I have to do at home.


At lunch, someone ahead of me takes the last crispy caesar salad...RARR!! I'm still hungry 'cause everthing's so expensive, I have no money to buy anything more.


Come back to my locker, and crispy minis all fell out into my bag.. take everything out and shake it out in the garbage can. Put my stuff back in and head down to gym. Gym is my worst class.. I hate it.


Good point though, is that I was appreciated by someone who doesn't really like me, when I noticed their hat on the floor, and brought it down for them :). We played basketball, which wasn't too bad. I played with the best people I could, all guys, who I feel most comfortable with. I think they enjoied me being there, and the one who doesn't like me, didn't wanto to switch teams, and I was on his. I tried my best at it. I'm usually not very good at basketball, and I don't know what to do, but this was only 3 on 3 and it was kind of fun.


I got home, and as I was checking emails I found one from my boyfriend. It's good and bad news because, his parents think that he was on the phone, so we're not going to talk until tomorrow, and good just because I was happy to make communication with him, for a little bit, even if it's indirect. Then he came on msn for a short bit, which I was quite happy about as well.


Right now I'm doing what I always do- mindsay, msn and listening to music. I'm leaving after this post thought because I have to shower and eat before I go to Theatre. I'm volunteering helping with the play. I also better check my laundry from last night- just remembered...shit.


Well that's really all I've got to say. I hopefully get to see George this weekend. Next weekend is my other friend's birthday party, which I hope to go to, but it's my dad's weekend so I'm not sure. I can probably- hopefully- arrange something with him. He lets me switch weekends if I'm doing something with a friend, but we might have to partly lie because he wouldn't approve of me going to my boyfriend's for the night:P


So I have to go for now. Talk to y'all later.


w00t !!!!
I was just sitting at my computer, updating my 'references' list on the website to include an old cooperating teacher instead of a site supervisor, and I was thinking, "man, I just want to live in Brooklyn and work on the Lower East Side", because I'm so stressed out not having a job and the idea of living up here all year long without a job and feeling like a total, complete loser makes me want to cry, and the phone rings.

It's Janelle.  From The Children's Workshop School.  A.K.A. one of the best schools in Manhattan/NYC. agrees: Children's Workshop Review. It was one of the schools below where I student taught (it's on the 2nd and 3rd floors, and my school was the 5th), and one of the first schools I sent my resume out to when I started the process.  They want me to zip down to New York for an interview on Thursday night with their hiring committee.

I cannot put into words how excited I am!  Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!!!!!!!!!!

Also, I found this on Craig's List yesterday, and considered it:

Sailing Nanny

Reply to:
Date: 2008-07-30, 4:55PM EDT

Our family is looking for a traveling sailing live-in female nanny for a 1 year commitment to care for our 7 & 8 y.o. daughters, help with home schooling, some meal preparation, and housekeeping on our 76' Motorsailer. We have been sailing around the Northeast and will continue for the rest of the summer to many of the major ports/marinas. In the Fall, we will begin home schooling while we sail south to the Bahamas, and Central/South America. Sailing and Nanny experience are pluses. Please send resume to email address

  • Compensation: 300.00 wk. + expenses
  • OK for recruiters to contact this job poster.
  • Please, no phone calls about this job!
  • Please do not contact job poster about other services, products or commercial interests.


Don't Blink
You know when the floor just drops out from underneath you?

I went out to dinner with my parents, and it was lovely. When I got home, there were 2 messages on the machine.  I assumed they were for mom, so I didn't play them.  She finally hit play, and the first one was from Jeff, my boss.  He asked me to call back, so I did.  I had no idea what about; if anything, I was imagining being asked if I wanted to help with the CITs this week or something.  I don't know.  In my mind, it was some kind of good news.  Maybe he was asking if my mom had the pictures she took, and meant to say 'Ellen' instead of 'I'm calling for Emily'.  Actually, I'm pretty sure that's what I thought he was calling about, because why would he announce he was calling for me, when he's my boss? 

I digress.

Anyway, I call back, and he asks if I know anything/have heard anything/the news.  I figured LeighAnn hurt her knee again somehow, another step towards me and the CITs.

To be honest, I wish the news was, "I know there's only one week left of work, but you're fired".  I would have LOVED that phone call.

Instead what I got was, "Gaelan's brother died this weekend.  He was swimming in Montana, and he drowned".  And he went on to tell me about how Gaelan and her parents flew out there, and how Redyn and Sara weren't coming in to work tomorrow (their last day) to deal with stuff.

But it's not just Gaelan's brother.  IT'S SAM.  Sam, my co-counselor 2 summers ago.  Sam with the beautiful blue eyes, who did the the amazing dives off the board, and was so good with Russell and Aaron when even I couldn't deal with them.  Sam.  The really sweet and cool kid who would help me get the work done, and make me feel like I wasn't bothering him when it was just the 2 of us and our kids when he was really closer friends with people otherwise on staff.  Did Jeff forget that I knew Sam?  Did he know it might prevent the tears for a few minutes if I had to think of the association between 'Gaelan's brother' and who that was?  Did he know I was talking to Jeanette about Sam on Friday?

I'm actually devastated right now.  It can't be right.  I mean...not Sam. 

I have about 4 million Kenny Chesney songs floating through my head right now.  Be okay, Sam.  Jeff's been wrong about stuff before, this has to be one of them.  It just has to be.  There isn't a second option.
Gaelan needs to be okay, too.  I wish I knew her as long as I knew Sam so I'd feel more comfortable trying to look her up and offer her ANY kind of comfort, even though she has a million other people who DO know the family better and can provide a lot more.  I feel like I need to do SOMETHING.

Something other than cry.

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