Pantala Naga Pampa

A rose by any other name smells just as sweet.

Hello March 31, 2009

Filed under: Misc. — dreambubbles @ 11:31 pm

Hello, I’ve had you on my mind
For hours there’s no doubt
And there’s no use wasting time

And hello, how could I ever feel this way?
With so much left to say
There’s so much on my mind

I know there’s no use 
In trying harder
I got to gage and barter to get out

Cause baby you start and then you stop
And my heart beats big before it drops
And I dont know what to do

Uh uh uh, uh uh uh, uh uh uh, uh 

Sit back, let me love grow good for you

And hello, my god your beautiful
It’s true, everyday I stumble
Getting caught up on you

Now I, I never been so amused
There ain’t nothing left to prove
I ain’t got nothing to loose

Cause baby, I’ve been lightly drinking
And a little bit too heavy on the thinking
Won’t you tell me something good

Cause baby you start
And then you stop
And my heart beats big before it drops
And I dont know whats to do

Uh uh uh, uh uh uh, uh uh uh, uh 

Sit back and let my love grow good for you
Sit back and let my love grow good for you

So baby whatcha waiting, whatcha waiting, whatcha waiting for?

 

Blindfold March 15, 2009

Filed under: Misc. — dreambubbles @ 12:16 pm

Don’t I seem better 
Don’t I seem just fine 
I’ve been writing you love letters 
One at a time 

Keep my thoughts in order 
Put my love on the line 
But you came along and took it all down 
Put your laundry up to dry 

No matter how hard I try 
Don’t think you’ll ever see 
That your love is a perfect blindfold for me 

You swim in and out of my heart 
Like a fish in a bowl 
It’s getting warmer with summer approaching 
But still my feet are cold 

And no matter how hard I try 
Don’t think you’ll ever see 
That your love is a perfect blindfold for me 

Alone is good for me 
It’s where I’d rather be 
But I could always use the company 
When no one else will do and I still will want you 
Yeah, I still want you 
And no one else will do 

Go on push me away 
It’s the least you can do 
My eyes are soar and my feet are tired 
Baby, I’m sick of chasing you 

And no matter how hard I try 
Don’t think you’ll ever see 
That your love is a perfect blindfold for me 
No matter how hard I try 
Don’t think you’ll ever see 
That your love is a perfect blindfold 
For me

 

Hazy March 10, 2009

Filed under: Misc. — dreambubbles @ 8:41 pm

 ”Angela,

I was just completing a Preliminary Degree Check for your Math Secondary Education Major and noticed that you are one math course short for graduation.

While your Degree Audit may say you are complete it has an error. You are required to have 13 upper-division math courses (including EDS 129A-B-C) and you have 12. You will need to add one more elective for SP09.”

Oh my Godddddd!!!!! More mathhh!!! I’m gonna get owned! I’m gonna die!!! See, I love math and I’m probably going to end up enjoying it, but I feel like math is so beyond me that I have to spend so much time pepping myself up for these classes. I need to turn my super math nerd geek on….and I haven’t…and I haven’t planned for it.

What’s worse though, I only have four choices (simply cuz I’ve taken most or don’t satisfy prereqs for others) and they all interfere with my high school AND middle school teaching schedule.  :( Obviously, I’m devastated. For the middle school, it just means I have one day less a week with them, but I would still get to see all my students. At the high school though, I would literally never see certain periods. :( Oh geez, just sitting here and thinking about how I’m going to have to say bye to those students is making me want to cry. Hahaha. Oh man. I’m going to be one of those teachers that cry on the last day and ask all her students to come visit her next year. Lol. But the thing is, I really WOULD want all my students to keep visiting me and telling me how they’re doing it. Teachers love that kind of thing. ;P

 

The Finer Things March 8, 2009

Filed under: Misc. — dreambubbles @ 5:22 am

+ On Friday one of my high school students commented that my hair’s gotten longer. Woop! I’m excited…my hair’s getting to the length where ppl are noticing that it’s longer. Hm…definitely not as long as it was by spring break last year, but that’s ok. It’ll get there.

+ Celebrated Bovey’s 22nd bday last night. The party bus was awesome. Way more fun than an excursion limo. Hahaha. Spin was chill; we had a private table/seating area and bottle service!! And as always, it was fun hanging out with those people. I also probably had the most fun dancing last night ever. Who you dance with does make a difference!

+ I have one final due Monday and then another during finals week. This has been a crappy quarter. Glad it’s coming to an end. Wow. Last quarter of undergrad…

+ Right now, I’m at the point where I have to be extremely aware of everything I do while I’m in front of students teaching. Even things like where I walk when I move around. I always go to the right side of the room but I need to make it to the left more. A lot more. I also need to remember to mix up who I call on by gender and frequency. That’s hard. Especially when only certain people raise their hand and certain people never will. But, if you don’t call on students in some sort of random but fair way, they’ll call you on it.

+ It’s 5:20 but it should be 4:20. Rawr. Good night.

 

Lessons Learned March 5, 2009

Filed under: Misc. — dreambubbles @ 1:29 pm

+ It felt so good to look at my degree audit and see all that blue. :) Graduation is going to feel awesome…starting graduate school (if I get in) the next week will not feel so awesome..

+ I was really excited to go teach today…I got there before school even started and the students seemed to really like what we were learning about (changing fractions to decimals to percents, etc). I don’t know what happened though, but period two did not go well. And neither did period one actually. Oof. I don’t want to say that I’m a bad teacher, cuz I don’t think I am…I think I’m just a new teacher. Hopefully I’ll get better. We try again next week.

+ I finished my Wally Lamb book a few weeks ago. I cried my eyes out for the last couple chapters. It was good. It made me really want to reread I Know This Much is True. Maybe during my two spring breaks. ;P

+ Everybody, literally everybody, carries something on their back. Everybody has some personal problem always on their mind. We need to try to remember that and offer some patience and kindness. There’s no reason to lose your temper, there’s no reason to use hurtful words, there’s no reason to yell. I need to remember that.