Amandoo’s Handle of Realitumtum

“we were just wasting time, let the hours roll by, doing nothing for the fun” and some kissing and good days, moonlight, and other good life particles making you want to “stay“?

indeed. sometimes during periods of happy and healthy relationshippings my sigoth would want to snoog for a while, and i would get all concerned and antsy and so on and so forth. i had to be reminded on several occasions that we were not wasting time so much as just relaxing and enjoying each others’ snoogly company.

this feeling of wanting to stay and do nothing but be contented in taking a break (from everything) can occur in a single person’s life as well. they can rest in bed for an extra hour, take a nice long hot bath, and etceteras.

i want to stay, waste time, and do all this and that. however, that time has passed (i did it from october until three weeks ago pretty much) and i barely remember it.

so get in your “wasting time” where it counts. make the most of maximizing your schedule, organizing your life, and allowing yourself a few hours on the weekend to relax, or a few minutes in the day to sit and do nothing (without technology/media distracting you).

easy for me to say to the internet, right? hard to do when you have to “work” all the time? NO! it’s more important for you to do when you work.

so you take this advice to your thought brain, and i’ll take it to my heart. and maybe shoot it about and see what arrows catch it upon the cupid of humanity.

remember the other day when i talked about that old woman shooting a robber in her home? it was a premonition for me belatedly finding out why my downstairs neighbors moved out (and finally something interesting for me to say besides getting into the boring details of observing in student teaching)……………ready?!?!?

my neighbor tried to rob a bank!

i definitely knew she was a little crazy. i wasn’t sure who was more crazy, me, or her and her creepy boyfriend, because one day i was scared that they were coming to try to kill me (you see, i had thought that they were beating their dog, which they may have been, so i stomped on the floor, and a little later i heard angry footsteps coming up the stairs and a pounding on the door). but really it was just the peco man coming to turn on our heat.

the only time i heard the neighbors was when they were screaming at each other, making their dog whimper, or blasting the television so loud i couldn’t tell if it was them screaming or people on tv screaming.

and then one day i talk to my roommate and she says they moved out. “no they didn’t”, i say, “i’ve still been hearing them making a racket” i told her.

“no. they moved out two weeks after they moved in. you’re hearing the extensive (re)construction the landlady is getting done.”

i see. so i was happy, elated even! but also perplexed about the trash bags of tuna and crackers and mince meat or whatever else was in there that my roomie said they left for us.

apparently they were truly crazy.

but i didn’t know the extent of it until my cousin told me that the woman’s niece told her that the woman was crazy, tried to rob a local bank, asked for only 5,000 dollars, and put her hand up her shirt pretending it was a gun.

the SWAT team arrived before she could even start to try and get out of the bank.

yes! gotta love a good true story like that. it makes my life feel good. something equally exciting will be revealed on my blog before valentines day (and, no! it has nothing to do with proposals)

somehow this feeling is more complexly frightening than any other. lots of people know how it feels to start a new job. you could be: nervous, excited, scared, uncertain, optimistic (or pessimistic), and fill-in-the-blank. going in to your first day of student teaching, however, probably is only rivaled by your first day as a real teacher, or your first day as the Pope.

hundreds of students lives are partially in your hands. you are there to inspire them to enjoy learning and to become productive citizens. compare this to going in and getting trained on how to make a latte- not anywhere near as scary!

to be optimistic, i know this will be a good experience for me, but there is nothing to help me go to sleep right now and the mix of emotions and thoughts i have right now are not exciting. i guess i’ll:
1) call someone who can provide support
2) do something to take my mind off it (read a book?)
3) drink some sleepytime tea
4) get in bed and wait and hope that i don’t worry the night away

and there really isn’t much to worry about, i’m just observing during this week, but i will be introduced to all the students, i have to look and act great to make a good first impression on staff/faculty/administration, and i am seriously scared about the early factor- i’m leaving my house before 7am (i only used to do that when i was taking a 10-hour roadtrip. recently i have gotten home around that time on the weekend jklol)

“it’s going to be good” -tobias

it will be good. i know. it’ll be a great opportunity for me to observe and learn how to teach, to grow, to blablabla. actually it will force me to get on a schedule more akin to many people i know, and it will help me gain wisdom and tricks of the trade for organizing (which may lead to more quality blogging!)

but i’m still nervous and scared. goodnight!

-i made it through the two weeks of seminars in preparation for student teaching which i start on dundundundun…..monday.
-how will i ever learn to go to bed early like a lot of those types of people? how!?!?!? i thought getting up at 8 was hard.
-bella indigo sasquatch is trying to have mating time, but both her and her border collie mate friend are new at this part of the game, and they can’t seem to get their act together (you get the point), maybe soon (otherwise no puppies for at least 6 months)
-i bought oh no’s cd ‘the disrupt’ which is from like 2004, but it was one of the only things from stones throw that they had at FYE (where i had a gift card to, don’t get me wrong, i have no money)
-i achieved my first secret meeting for my secret future occupation- besides teaching- (which you may know bout or could if you read into every word i post) i’ll let you know after it happens just to be safe
-did i mention life is good but i’m still very frightened about student teaching?
-watch the following video whether or not you think you’re in good hands under the american jovvment:

-WHAT?!?!?! OH DEAR!

well, no need to get all pessimistic and paranoidey, but, yeah, it is sad that there is blatant corruption in the face of questioning.

my friends run a small zoo at their house. my friend reaches into the chameleon’s cage to pull it out and it’s all hissing and being so pissed, but then it seems to enjoy itself on the nearby plant:

this is about seven crickets into the game, and the chameleon is still awesome at getting his prey. check the long tongue action!:

(enjoy madlib’s “beat konducta in india” in the background)

i told you it was sweet.

i’ve heard some good stuff in music lately, but i’m biased and most of it is stones throw. i love “in rainbows” of course, but a lil jazzy funk hip hop just soothes my brain, and it makes sense in my life right now.

i found a musician on myspace who has a touch of that in his songs- especially “lambsbread”. that one is good and i can see the dovetailing* he does with madlib, who he mentions as an influence for his music.

*i can’t stop using educational jargon, and i don’t particularly like it. but kit n caboodled if i don’t continue to write and speak!

to be quite honest, i heard another song that i bet madlib would really dig today. it could be a while before he hears it though. this person probably won’t share his stuff widespread until he has a library. but maybe not, you know what they say- won’t always happen like it did in 2007 (or some other similar more clever rhyme)

point is, i like me some good music, some old samples (which my roommate and i differ on), and i’m excited about making some of my own music (that will probably forever be in the works…though i never know)

i was quite disturbed by youtube’s 7 scariest teachers award and some of the videos were erased probably because they were so bad. insane. some people’s comments are worse than the videos. it makes me sick to think about how many awful, unfit (and possibly psychotic) teachers there are. hence why i want to give it a go and be an awesome teacher (a lot harder than it sounds). my favorite comment, though, is this:

“wow, we had a teacher that hated to be interupted by the intercom, and he used to dress up for history class. once he threw a spear into the intercom and sparks flew all over the kid next to it…it was nuts”

pretty good, right? oh boy.

now if you want to be further scared or scarred, take a look over the 5 most horrifying bugs on earth. WHY! (please do not watch the video, i know some people like that sort of disgusting stuff…eww….sick curiosity like the kind that led people to watch 2 girls, 1 cup?)

a la amandoo, let’s get something a little bit more positive in here. check out a sweet variety of swell photos, or play a round of this sweet game (dubbed “the worst game ever. seriously.” on popurls). i love me some good humor.

unfortunately everything else in the news i read about is not so positive as a library book sorting game, so, let’s be thankful that everyone made it through this week and that’s it’s friday. well, mostly everyone made it through the week :-/ (yeah. not going to get into that one.)

kit ‘n caboodle?! uttered recently by one of my fellow grad students (soon to be grad student teachers) and i remembered both how bottomy it is and how weird. what a phrase. some research (very little research, mind you- i’m in school right now) finds this possible explanation of why such a phrase exists:

“In the Royal Navy, “kit” is equipment, including uniforms, that is provided by the service. I believe that “kaboodle” was a slang phrase for personal items kept by the sailor (necessarily small in size and quantity because of little or no storage space/privacy). If one was transferred out, one was required to take all “kit and kaboodle”.”

i’ll take it, no questions asked. except for the question of how is it feasible that i could still hear this phrase being used. and then i remember teachers are cheesy, drippy, sappy people sometimes, or use bizarre or embarrassing, parent-like phrases. speaking of cheesy (but cute), i read an article about 5 Things Super-Happy Couples Do Every Day and it made me want a wondrous relationship, and I also see after reading that it involves mutual effort, and an active outside of the relationship life (activities, not other people, people!).

i’d like one relationship please, with someone who’s not perfect, but ready to work on their not-perfect parts every so often (one flaw at a time), and who wants to talk, walk, and has fun things they’re passionate about besides falling in love with me, getting married, and having a wonderful future together………in the near future, thanks!

school has been decent other than my nervousness in teaching (i know it would help if i prepared more and worked on my overall organization). it remains to be seen if i am really fit for teaching.

and i have yet to put up my blogs about this and that and that and this. i like the snow out here, but for the first time in a while i can’t stop but thinking about nice weather (like in California) instead of this drawn-out wacky cold and no-snow-and-then-freak-snow-and-slip-all-over-while-driving stuff. it might help me not be so s.a.d.

at least tomorrow is FRIDAY!!! and so on and so forth (maybe i’ll get around to writing something eloquent this weekend)

I have to do a 10 minute mini-lesson for class tomorrow on any subject for any level of French. Sounds easy, right? NO. Ten minutes is a short time to get in all they want, and choosing a topic among thousands is not easy for someone indecisive like me. Furthermore, we have to use a lot of French no matter what level we choose it for, and my classmates will hate me if it’s not exciting or if it’s too hard. So I hate school again. And wonder why I want to be a teacher.

On the flipside? I can certainly relate to some graphs and powerpoint presentation-style findings I discovered. Why? Because I’m going to grad school, but also trying to get my hip-hop career on by doing DJing at night (which I will probably be starting soon!) So laugh it up and test your hip-hop song IQ:

When Rappers Get Their Hands on Powerpoint: What the Educated Side of Rapping Looks Like

Some of them made me laugh really hard, like Ludacris’ way to deduce if it’s Saturday night or not, or even Rick Ross‘ schedule (I didn’t know he did that stupid Hustlin song, but I figured it out when I saw the chart).

Now I just need to figure out how to get this data to fit into a mini-French lesson?