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Still no answer. Yeah, I know, I'm suppose to tell my professor today, but I don't have anything to tell him. So I'm going to wait until tonight and see if God gives me some sign at church. If not, then I guess I'll cry at my computer screen tonight give my professor an answer and then agonize for a while about making the wrong decision. My CT's tried to give me advice today. They pretty much summed it up as do what you want to do and trust God to take care of the rest. Well I could see myself doing both things. I'd much rather teach, but what if God has something else planned for me. What if I do follow my heart and don't take the offer at DSU. And then I don't get a job this semester or in August. Then I'm just sitting around waiting on nothing when I could have been working on something else. I could technically teach somewhere else, but I don't want to teach anywhere else but O'Bannon or Western Line. At least for right now. But if I do t

No answer yet. I think God is waiting to the last minute. Yet I'm trying really hard to believe that He's going to give me an answer. I have to email my professor tomorrow and let him know for sure what I'm doing. As of right now, it's still a mystery to me. So it's not too late to say a little prayer for me....or just tell me what to do! Nothing new and exciting is really going on. I'm trying to improve myself, emotionally and spiritually. Lately I've been very impatient and easily aggravated. I'm trying to put all the junk behind me and move on. I don't have to like what people do, but I don't have to dwell on it and let it bother me. I'm a fixer, so I try to analyze and fix everyone's mistakes...many times ignoring my own problems. That's the reason why I'm down to my last day without an answer about school. I procrastinated while trying to deal with everyone else's problems. However today, I was able to step back admit def

I think I've come to the conclusion that I'd rather not have options than have options. Of course, I only say that because I have options. If the situation was reversed, I'm sure I would rather have options. What am I babbling about?? What to do next semester. I've written of the offer to go back to school next semester. Sounds great and wonderful. But let's not be fooled. It's going to be very hard work. Graduate school is much more time consuming than Undergraduate school, much tougher, more reading/writing, more thinking. Plus Side of going back to Delta State-- I'll be going to graduate school with endless opportunities to meet new people, further my education, make major connections that could help later in life. Everything will be paid for. I don't have any other option for next semester as of yet except to go to Delta State. I'll get paid more money in the long run for having a master degree. I may decide that I like community development far

I've got a few serious things going on in my head right now. However, to sit down and write about them would cause me to actually give thought to them. I'm avoiding thought on them at the moment, so therefore, I can't write about them. So please forgive me as I avoid the serious and blog about something fun.... We got a new coffee shop in town! This is huge news considering that the only coffee shop we had in G'ville before this past weekend was the coffee maker at the local Conoco gas station! Woo Hoo!! The Delta Grind, the new coffee hangout, is the best thing that's happened to me recently! I went tonight with some friends and had a good time just chillin' drinking my "Heath Bar Heaven" drink and eating a piece of caramel cheesecake and Tuxedo Brownie. This place only has the potential to get better! I'm very excited! And if it doesn't work out as a coffee shop, with it's name, it could also become a sex shop!?! I went to Hot Springs for

It's funny how technology changes things... When I was younger, Sears use to send out a thick, Christmas catalog. My brother and I would spend hours going through the toy section making out our own wish list for the holidays. These lists would include every new toy that sparked our interest. We would even help out the 'rents by including prices and page numbers. Sometimes my list was 2 pages long. As the years have gone by, our lists have gotten shorter, and they don't include items from the toy section of the Sears' Christmas Catalog. Mine usually consists of some new fangled electronic gadget and clothes. This year, in the spirit of things, I decided to provide my family a Christmas wish list for me. Howerver, instead of handwriting a list with page numbers, I've typed out a list, including hyperlinks and pictures for easy access to my potential presents. I saved the document on our computer's desktop, so that at any time, my family may access these items. **S

I wrote a little while back that Delta State had offered me a GA position working in the college of Education next semester. Well, I go Wednesday to talk over details with the lady that asked me about the job. Sounds great right? Today I received an email from an old professor (also the head of the Social Science Dept.). He is offering me a fellowship that will pay $10,000 a semester. The fellowship will include payment for tuition, books, insurance, and a $900 a month stipend. All I have to do is work 20 hours a week with another faculty member on some research about community development. Sounds even better right?? Here in lies the problem. I already told the first people, that I would work for them. However, I don't know yet how good the first offer is going to be. Somehow I'm doubting that it will be for as much as the Fellowship is for. So, I'm going to talk with the College of Education and see if there is anyway that I can work both places. Instead of College of Ed.

I have been well introduced to the everyday antics of O'Bannon High School as a student teacher this semester. Today was another eventful day... First period began as any normal day. However, about half way through the period, one of my student's, CareBear, came up to and said she felt funny. She said that she was dizzy and was having problems seeing. CareBear has complained of feeling dizzy before, but she always refuses to see the nurse because most of the time she is just pretending. Well again today I asked her if she wanted to go see the nurse. She refused, so I told her to just go sit back down in her seat. A few minutes later she began to act as if she were high, began slurring her speech, and stumbling around her desk. Coach CT sent another student to see if the nurse was in and began to call CareBear's grandmother. About this time, CareBear had stumbled back up to my desk, and I had her sit down in a chair beside the desk. Coach CT got in touch with her grandmother

Remember that stupid guy I blogged about recently. Well, he's still stupid, but he may have a legitimate reason for it now, and I almost feel bad. First off, he didn't tell me this. So it's not like it's some bogus excuse for his actions. I've actually pieced all of this together from very reliable sources... 13 years ago, stupid guy's brother died. Stupid guy was only about 17 and took it extremely hard as he was very close to his brother. After the brother died, stupid guy became a loner of sorts. He was in a relationship with a girl at one time, and he slowly stopped wanting to go out. He just wanted to stay at home and only do things occasionally. (I don't know if that's the only reason why the relationship ended, but it's the only information pertinentto my story.) Anywaz, stupid guy just recently said (like a day or so ago) that he's finally beginning to let his brother's death go. So obviously stupid guy has real issues with becoming c

Have you ever watched someone make a mistake, and despite all your yelling, you couldn't stop them from doing so?? I'm in that situation right now. It's actually been going on for about a year now, but it's just getting worse. I know this person, and when I say know them, I mean I know just about every single thing there is to know. This person is making the biggest mistake of his/her life and knows it but is just to caught up to make the right choice. What's sad is there are several people in the background yelling the right answer, and he/she just want make the right choice. Now, to make matters worse is that I have to sit by, not say anything, and watch it all happen. Of course, I could be messy, get some other people involved, and watch the poo hit the fan. But in the end, the poo could just some how get slung all over me. Then I would look like the bad person and have this friend hate me forever. If I leave it alone, the friend may get hurt, but in the

Do I still think guys are dumb, liars? Yes. But instead of finding it aggravating, I find it funny. It's the same song; it's just a different genre now. No more Avril Lavigne punk rock. Now it's more of a country Brad Paisley song. Instead of screaming over the agonies of figuring out a guy, I'm singing about it in a very satirical manner. As many of you know, the guys in my life are always messed up in some way. Usually they just sell me some story, and then go on their ways. Well this time, I've got a guy who I don't think has lied to me yet, but he just can't seem to get his act together. Here's the run down of how it went.... Him: "Hey, are you going to the b-ball game tonight?" Me: "I thought about it. Are you?" Him: "Yeah." **Long pause, me waiting for the reason why he asked me if I was going to the game. No reply** Me: "You don't coach b-ball do you? Are you just going for the kids?" Him: "No, I do