April 2012
38 posts
It occurred to me that my blog here sucks many Schweddy Balls. This is true for a couple of reasons like, i…
-don’t take any pictures of my life. This is primarily because i no longer have a functioning camera. But even if i did have one, there wouldn’t be much to take pictures of. You could see me studying, reading a book, eating Taco Bell, or watching television. There’s...
March 2012
30 posts
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Went to a wedding during the day. Went to watch The Hunger Games at night.
While at the theater, ran into my Bible teacher from high school who was also purchasing tickets for The Hunger Games, and who had also gone to a wedding earlier in the day.
Something tells me we would have been BFFs if he had been born fifteen years later. That or there’s just nothing else to do here on a Saturday...
Amazing revelation of the day: Tyler, The Creator is only one year older than me.
He could’ve been my classmate.
Wow.
During a math test .
Me: my answer = 23
Answer choices: 170, 195, 264, 362
Me: well 170 is closest to 23, so that must be the answer.
lemonadesoda:
Why would you post a picture of your stash of alcohol on facebook when you’re underage.
This just shows how smart college kids are! If they were smart, they would do what i do. i keep all of my pictures of lewd and illegal behavior on my xanga where no one will ever find them.
Or maybe i just don’t have pictures like that because i still call my mom everyday and watch...
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Santorum wins Mississippi and Alabama primaries?
Guess that grits thing Romney did was too safe.
Catfish? Now that is a game changer.
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The Joys (?) of Preschool
Some of the lovely things that went down today with my favorite three-year-olds:
1) Puke. Unfortunately, i did not catch the first round of aforementioned substance in my handy dandy bucket, but i did catch the last round! This might sound stupid, but i did not know that milk curdles in one’s stomach. Or maybe it’s not supposed to? Anyway, i don’t think i’ve ever seen puke...
Working with Kids
It is one of my greatest fears that i will become one of those people who say, “i used to like kids.” Maybe this is something that a lot of beginner child care workers think, or maybe this thought is reserved specifically for the faint of heart, the insincere. i hope to God that it is not the latter, but i suppose only time will tell which is true. It’s not like i’ve had...
