OBAMA, lime lip gelato & dating mantras May 4, 2008
Posted by brandy in Bill Schneider wears a lot of funny hats, I definitely didn't answer your question., Q & A, Tetris & Where's Waldo? were staples of my youth, beauty can get ugly, cnn makes my heart beat fast, confession of the day, family, i should be a P.S.A., if you're shallow and you know it clap your hands!, it's almost like a meme, it's ironic because I'm Canadian, lists, politics, secrets, so egan will LOVE this, sometimes i get violent, the world according to me, what i found when i went looking.44 comments
Because I think I was the only one who hadn’t done it.. Tied together with a smile and kristen both tagged me for the 6 meme.
The rules are:
Here are mine:
1. My dating and relationship mantra can be summed up by one of my favourite quotes:
“I never wanted to be one of those girls in love with boys who would not have me. Unrequited love- plain desperate aboveboard boy chasing turned you into a salesperson, and what you were selling was something he didn’t want, could not use, would never miss. Unrequited love was deciding to be useless and I could never abide uselessness. ”- Elizabeth McCracken
2. The height of my maturity can be illustrated by the way that my brother and I annoy each other. If I say “Where’s your passport?”, he’ll reply with “you’re a passport”. Then I reply with ‘your face is a passport’. I can’t pinpoint when we started doing this, or even why we started doing this but it’s just stuck. And if you respect me less after reading this, I completely understand.
3. Many moons ago, Michelle asked me if I could vote for a candidate in the current election, who would I vote for. And I have to say, without a doubt, without even a second of a doubt, I would vote for OBAMA (For the reason why it must be in capitals, read this). He embodies the best of what America is, and more importantly, what America could be. And yes, the previous sentence is schmaltzy, but it’s my NICE answer. I have another answer, my “I’ve-had-4-margaritas-and-feel-like-shouting-out-statistics” answer, but that answer can’t be shared without using ALL CAPITALS, and raising my blood pressure to a scary new height. If you really want to chat it up though, email me. I’m interested to hear what other people think on this issue.
4. My lipgloss collection is ridiculous. And I know, I know- girls always talk about how they have a lot of lipgloss but I just cleaned out my bag and here’s what I found:
- let go, let love lime lip gelato. (I have no idea what the name means, but it tastes good!)
- cherry bomb and piece of cake lip beauty rush.
- softlips in vanilla
- lipglass in prrr
- bloom lipgloss in Amour
- bubble gum lip smackers
And of course, my chapstick. Which costs under $2 and is usually the only one I use. Keep in mind- this was just in my bag. I carry around enough lipgloss on a daily basis to smooth and shine the lips of all mankind. Or at least- everyone in North America.
5. If I’m talking to someone with an accent, I will find myself quickly speaking with it as well. I don’t even notice I do it- until the person with the accent points it out and asks what the hell is wrong with me. This caused a serious problem when I was in grade 6 and my teacher had a very pronounced English accent. Our conversations usually went something like this:
Mrs. C- Wot do you think yor doing?
brandy- Wot? Me? Nothing love.
Mrs. C- Bullocks! Yor mocking me again. Detention!
brandy- Blast!
I think I spent about 80% of that year in detention. And that’s a generous underestimation.
6. I watch an unhealthy amount of CNN. Bill Schneider, David Gergen and Donna Brazile are my all time favourite contributers because none of them yell at other people. Instead, they (especially Donna) just give stink eye when they disagree. I appreciate that show of self restraint.
What they don’t tell you May 4, 2008
Posted by brandy in charm, happiness, i know too much about magnets, i second that emotion, is it weird this makes me cry?, it happened this week, school, so sappy it hurts, something I won't forget, swimming in a sea of self pity, the J.O.B., thinking, who needs a self help book?, work, youth.30 comments
I often like to reflect on all the things I didn’t learn in university that I should have. Someone should have taught a class on how to work all the school office equipment (and more importantly, what to do when the photocopier breaks down for the 734th time and your kicking of the machine is getting you dirty looks). Someone should have taught a class on what to have your teacher assistants do- because finding work for them often is the hardest part of my planning. Someone should have taught a class on time management. On the trick to writing straight on a chalkboard. On what to say when you a child tells you that he loves you more than his mom.
I have turned the front of my desk into a showcase of art work. Students who do original drawings can put their work up there for all to admire. On Friday, one of my students drew me a picture of Darth Vadar and Luke Skywalker fighting. And underneath it he wrote ” I love school. Your the best. I wish you could be our teacher forever”.
Then he told me that he thought I would be a good Jedi.
I was filled with a sense of accomplishment. My kids- who I’ve been working like factory workers for Nike- are enjoying school. They are kind, thoughtful and creative. They know how to spell ‘teacher’ and ‘forever’. They are equally excited for recess as they are for math class. I’ve done what I wanted to do- what I wanted to prove to myself I could do. I’ve become a teacher who really cares about her students.
And I know it’s sappy and cliche, and this post is riddled with lines that will make me roll my eyes when I read it after I hit ‘ publish’- but it’s true. The 16 students I have make me laugh harder than Jon Stewart. They make me think deeper than Nietzsche- or a really profound Simple Plan lyric. I often find myself scribbling down the hysterical (and sometimes insane) things they say because I want to remember everything.
And I only have two months left.
Someone should have taught me how to say goodbye.
