I love to play
card
games &
party games. I love to try new
things. I don't like writing "self-summaries". (I know, I know, I'm
a Language Arts teacher- go fig)
*grumble, grumble* Okay, okay- too many people have said something
about my lack of "self-summary"... so let's see...
It was a lovely April afternoon in Superior Township, Michigan; the
year was 1981. It was
"Good Friday", and it lived up
to its name because a lovely, little, baby girl was born;
fashionably late by one week (of course!). She had a head full of
black hair, & everyone knew that she was the most
adorable baby ever.
As she grew her black hair turned golden
blonde, & everyone knew that she was
the most
adorable
toddler ever. The charming, little, girl started
gabbing away early on, but saw
no need to learn to walk right away; she knew that she was quicker
at crawling than those other, silly, babies toddeling around on
precarious feet. Once she did decide to walk she would wander
around with a thumb in her mouth, & a blanket in her hand. She
was quite
generous, offering to share her thumb
with everyone (and a glorious thumb it was- changing flavor from
day to day).
Eventually the little girl learned the magic of money when her
dentist offered her a "whole dollar!" if she quit sucking her
thumb. Goodbye magic-flavor-changing-thumb, hello money! One day
she would even save up enough money to buy a hampster (but that's
another time, and another story).
Our little heroine was quite small for her age & was sometimes
thought to be "shy". But, when it came to
performing her voice was quite
"large", and her presence quite outspoken. She earned herself many
parts in
plays,
& even wrote and performed her own at home.
She also had quite the gift of words, and penned her first mosiac
winner in the 4th grade; a brilliant
story titled
"Space Hampsters", that
she wrote the night before the competition was due. The talent
didn't end there; throughout her school years she would go on to
write such amazing pieces as:
"Five Dancing
Dogs From France",
"Peak-a-boo
& Peak-a-booey",
"Lace Wings,
Metallic Wings", and, of course, the though-provoaking
"Dust". She
even wrote a 300+ page
soap opera with her friend, Di, while
in high school. Their friends were the characters in the Soap, so
the two girls had many avid readers of their high school
melodrama.
While in high school our most adorable main character (and her
fantabulous friends) also brought
Zebra print clothing & handbags back
in style. This was accomplished through the
Odyssey of the Mind
program & the amazing
Russian zebra, Gaev. (Poor
thing, he didn't go with the curtains, and his legs didn't bend
well.)
During her high school years, our darling young lady, continued to
dazzle audiences with her amazing
performances! Though she did get
typecast as the "flirt" (or as some, obnoxious, friends said "the
slut" *cough, cough* Brandon!). This, of course, was just her stage
persona. Although, she was quite the
"heartbreaker" throughout
high school and college. She tired easily of boys, and often
quickly discarded them by not returning their calls. (She'd like to
think that she has learned from her past, cruel, ways though, as
she grew older, wiser, and (somehow) even MORE
adorable!)
Our girl also found a gift for
arguing; excelling in
Mock Trial competitions. Don't
even try to go against her, it will only end in tears (not hers,
yours). You have been warned.
While (mostly) studious in high school, the amazing young lady did
slack off a bit in college (
UGA- go DAWGS ). She liked to
skip classes in favor of beauty sleep. She was also quite fickle in
choosing a major, & switched it many times, eventually landing
on
Speech Communications
(simply because she was ready to graduate and that one required the
least number of classes to take). While the process of choosing the
major might not have been the best, she did take some amazing
classes she might have otherwise not taken. In one class they
bought a bus, painted it, pasted on LARGE glossy, violent, images,
and dubbed it the
"War Bus". The
adorable, and
talented, young collegiete created
the
website and
broshure for the
political vehicle. A documentary was supposed to be made, but, alas
our lazy, young, college students (main character included) never
got around to it.
After school the lovely, young, lady also took the
Praxis test (the test to get
certified for teaching). Naturally she passed in flying colors, and
soon became an
8th grade Language
Arts teacher. She has taught the 8th grade for three years now,
and has decided to switch it up a bit & do 7th grade this
year.
In her spare time she likes to
paint pottery,
read,
write,
play with her puppies, and
hang
out with friends. Though her hair color has changed through the
years (black, to blonde, to light brownish) her
adoribleness (English teachers
can make up words) has remained the same.
THE END
=P So, there! I hope you're happy now! ;)
P.S. I'm not a very good speller despite the fact that I'm a
Language Arts teacher, & I have no doubt that I misspelled
dozens of words in my little story, especially since I didn't
reread it (it took too damn long to type to reread it). I also
probably peppered in too many commas because I tend to do that in
my rough drafts. C'est la vie. Sheesh- I have too high of
expectations to live up to being an L.A. teacher-lol
P.P.S. I don't actually refer to myself in the third person; I'm
not Bob Dole.
P.P.P.S. I also enjoy
inside jokes, some of which were
included in my little story. Perhaps we can come up with our own
inside jokes for me to include in here. "Link Belt!" "I'm a door
named Laura!" "Just 5, okay!" "Takin' me makin'" "Sibi!"
"Llamalicious"
P.P.P.P.S. I have also enjoyed doing fun
photo shoots with my sister lately.
We like doing
"gangsta" poses, and
"tee hee" poses, and
"shocked"
poses, and many, many, more. We plan on doing a
rock band photo shoot soon
:)
P.P.P.P.P.S. I've always had a thing for adding "P.S.'s" to things
;)
P.P.P.P.P.P.S. I like ending sentences in smilies :)
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. I kind of suck at responding to emails & phone
calls... I tend to put it off; I don't know why- it makes no
sense... I just do. So if you write me & I don't respond
immediately it doesn't necessarily mean that I'm not interested
(though it might sometimes mean that). I also don't like instant
messengers so I always keep mine off.
I teach middle school Language Arts, but I contemplate doing other
things. I'm seriously considering going to law school.
People always tell me that I smile a lot. So, maybe my smile &
my eyes. I also laugh a lot... maybe a little too much, but at
least I don't have an annoying laugh. My laugh is totally adorable,
and often times I laugh so hard that I make no sound at all
:D
They also notice that I'm totally adorable!
I'm divorced; it was a dark period (he became an alcoholic), but
I'm past it, & I have no baggage.
Oh, and I'm pretty picky- what can I say, I want the best ;) If my
"pickiness" makes me seem a bit bitchy & superficial then so be
it, I know what I like & I'm not willing to just "settle".
... you're silly, fun, spontaneous, intelligent, cute, and have
sexy hair ;)
... you're between the ages of 23 and 33 (Seriously, if you're
older than that it kinda creeps me out)
... you wear cool shoes :)
Not really requirements... just general guidelines that you can
choose to ignore if you feel so inclined; except the age one- that
one is a requirement, not just a guideline!. In fact, I'm going to
mention it again:
DO NOT message, woo, favorite, IM me if you are younger than 23 or
older than 33! I don't care if you are Brad Pitt or God's gift to
women; I'm not changing my mind on the age thing.
Oh, and all you guys who STILL message me anyway, despite the fact
that you fall outside of my range, just to tell me that I'm
"limiting" myself shouldn't waste your time, I'm still not going to
respond or care. I know what I like, & I'm not going to change
my mind; no sense wasting my time or yours. My range is a pretty
big range, & I'm already being generous with it. I can "limit"
myself however I damn well please!