*sigh* Being president of Dana's MENC chapter is hectic. I feel like I'm doing a shitty job.

I just dreamed that I have to live with the Duggar's... *sigh* They didn't think it was appropriate how Evan and I acted... Oh, well

I know most of you probably won't care...but I've gone down two pant sizes! Hoorah for daily walks and cutting back on "bad" foods!
Okay, enough of my gloating... =)

Apparently, I'm a very threatening person.
I was called by those agencies that inform you of you being a "preferred customer with your credit card company".  This is like the millionth(exaggeration) one I've gotten, so naturally, I'm a bit annoyed by it. I know its the same one, because its the 1-866-469-**** number. I've told them twice to be taken off of their calling list. So, this time, I waited patiently through the automated system to take to a person. Once I got a person, I calmly(or, what "I" thought was calm) said, "Look, I know this is your job, but I have asked you twice to please take me off of your calling list. So would you please, Please just take me off permanently?" The man's reply was, "Ma'am, are you threatening me?!" Me: "Excuse me?" Him: "Are YOU threatening me?!" Me: "No, I just want to be taken off of the calling list. So, if you could do...." Him: *click*
I got called threatening AND got hung up on by a telemarketer.
What an interesting start to my morning.....

I have no idea what I did differently last before I went to bed, but I had a freaky dream. It was very... "Cast Away-esque". And for some reason, my cousin, Gage, was there. Don't know why, but he was.

We were on a plane that crashed. Not in the sea like in the movie Cast Away, but in a suburban-like town. One of those fancy, rich-people-type towns. There were a few people that died when we hit the ground, but there were still about 40-50 that survived the impact. My cousin and myself were included in that 40-50. There was no one around when we first left the wreckage, but then the people of the town started coming toward us. They seemed friendly for about half an hour, and then they started to act...well, they started to act hungry. Soon, they were hunting and capturing the flight people. At first no one knew what was going on, but after we smelled burnt flesh, we knew. Everyone that was left tried the hardest to not get captured and find a way to get out of that town. After a day or two, my cousin and I were the only ones left. We were hiding in a cave in the woods that was close to the town. We eventually were found out by a little girl from the town that immediately went to tell the adults. We fled to the plane wreckage to see, again, if we could call for help. The radio didn't work, so we tried to find as many weapons as we could. Soon, a whole group from the town found us in the plane and chased us. One threw a spear at me, and I blocked it with my hand, but of course, it stabbed through my hand. I kept screaming for my cousin to come save me. I never got a reply from him. Then I woke up.

WTH?

*sigh* That was definitely an un-pleasant dream.

A 76%....a FUCKING 76% on my Music History paper/presentation....
Gah! I put in quite a bit of work into that... fuckity fuck-fuck. damn.

There it is again.... That feeling of being left out and forgotten....*sigh*

I just had the most horrible dream.... *sigh* It's going to take me a while to fall asleep now....

Guh....
Band is enjoyable, it really is....But when there are people who are stubborn (I know, pot calling the kettle black) and either don't know what they're talking about or insist upon one thing and one thing only, that makes it less enjoyable for me. You'd think that one of these days I'd get to lead the group. Nope. Guess Not. Its not like that's what I want to go into or anything. This may seem like me being selfish, but it would be nice to be nominated for an office, even though I can't "technically" hold one. I've never been nominated for anything. Ever. Ahh! Too many emotions at once....
Damn. Fuck emotion over-loads.

Fucking hot water.
Work already!
Oh, and maintainance...it'd be great if you could fix the problem right away.

Call me hypocritical, I don't care.
The bitching needs to Stop!
Get over it.

I taught a lesson for the first time to actual Elementary students today. It went...alright. Could have done better, of course. But that's how everyone's first lesson is supposed to go, right? At least I didn't freak out and start crying...As was my cooperating teacher's first lesson that she taught went. Problem was, I rushed a bit. I've always had that problem. Oops! I get to teach the same lesson to a different group tomorrow, and my observed lesson is Thursday. Almost done! =D

Tension Headaches suck...
Not even a full week, and I already have one. Damn.
Oh, well. I start TAing next week!

J-term started...I'm taking a class MWF mornings, and TA2ing at the same time...Yay for me. At least my TA2 isn't that far away, only Fort Calhoun.
And seriously...the braces DO NOT make me look that young. I got asked again today how old I was...by someone that worked here! Some new lady in the cafeteria... For cryin'-out-fuckin'-loud! This really gets old....

*sigh* I can't wait til February.....

Ah, note to everyone that reads this... watch the movie "Nell". I highly recommend it.

*sob*
I plan all of this stuff for CIA, an no one shows up.
Is it so hard to take an hour to go caroling for food donations? =(

Okay, I got my Elementary Music Methods project back....
What the Hell?! Seriously! An 88%?!
Got points taken off because I didn't have it in a binder or folder.(Wasn't specified that it needed to be)
The unit was on orchestra, and got points taken off because I didn't utilize enough singing in the class.
- One of the lessons was a game called "Rhythm Baseball", and apparently needed a song sung with it.
Another lesson was "Pentatonic songs"...she deemed it "too advanced for 3rd grade"...its 5 effin' notes, and we'd been working on it in the unit before this!!
And apparently, my objectives chart lacked objectives.
DAMNIT!

Not a happy girl right now!

So, I had my Juries today. Not one, not two....Three effin' Juries! I was not a happy girl. All well, they're done and over with. So, yay!
I also gave my Elementary Music Methods finals lesson. It was only 10 minutes...oops....about 5 minutes less than it should have been. It was a fun lesson though! Now I get to tackle my Conducting take-home final, then start my Music History paper and presentation. Wish me luck!

*Also, how does one go about persuading others to go caroling for food donations? There's a Christmas party after wards, but I don't think anyone wants to do it. Damn.

Homework...please go away. K, thanks.
 +_+

So this is the start to a FANTASTIC fuckin' week....
First, today on my way to Blair, I stopped in West Point to get something to eat, I lock my fuckin' keys in my damn car.
Then, I get all the way to Blair, and noticed, now actually, that I left my damn charger at home....
Lucky me.