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Recently, I've just been going home and assuming the fetal position.  After the Super Stomach Flu of Pain and Wonder last week and my current sinus infection, I've been pretty lazy feeling.  Granted, my body is trying to repair itself, but I feel like such a sloth.  Nick has often come home from work to discover me curled up with my computer watching some sort of trash on Hulu.  I need to stop doing that and like, do the dishes or clean something.  The house is looking pretty sad right now.
&lt;bR&gt;&lt;Br&gt;
I like living with Nick, a lot.  However, we have the opportunity to move in with his brother/sister-in-law, and I kind of would welcome the company and extra cleaning hands.  Having a 3-bedroom house is kind of staggering after several years of having millions of people crammed into one house...  It can get lonely when Nick isn't there and I need someone else to distract the cat.  I know that if Natalie is reading this, she is screaming, "Nooo!  Remember how much you HATED living with other people!!!"  And Mom is probably somewhere in the Kanawha Valley shaking her head.  That's okay.  I don't think there is anything wrong with being a newlywed living with another couple.  It sounds kind of like a sit-com.  I have no idea when this will actually happen, but I am sure that two or three months into it, I will be questioning the sanity of this post. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;
There are lots of pros and cons involved in this situation.  The awesomeness is that I like my soon-to-be relatives a lot and I really enjoy the time I spend with them.  There have been rocky patches (see mid-2009 to mid-2011) with Amy, but I think we might be past that.  Hopefully.  And I would be living back at the park, which would be great for minimizing the size of my giant bum.  Amy and I could switch off on cooking and cleaning and MAYBE could be able to jointly guilt the boys into cleaning or at least putting them on some projects around the house.  And oh, did I mention the rent/bills decrease?  Because that's a big deal.  And a garden with landlords that I am related to, who do not want to build a carryout next door and are not doing drugs in the backyard or with our noisy destructive neighbors.  Yeah.  I typed that neighbots.  I like the word neighbots better.  
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The cons are also very... conny.  The 3-bedroom that we have would turn into a shared kitchen/bathroom and very large attic for all of our stuff.  Eek!  Nick and I will have to downsize a lot -- which we need to do anyway.  Then there is the kitty issue -- kitty is sooo territorial.  And did I mention the fact that people will be inserting their own opinions about how Nick and I should be living alone?  Because that has happened several times already.
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On the whole, I think it would be fun, and I would like to be back in Huntington.  I miss being able to walk somewhere and be close to campus (or my next school placement).  Yes.  I never thought I'd say that either.   Life is funny like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8227350838734007110-7337264044777131872?l=singsthemagpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Most of all, the kids paid attention to me.  Probably because they didn't know what I was going to do next.  And I made the sleepers read.  MUAHHAHAHA.
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Note:  I should probably use my pretest as my posttest.  What a novel idea.
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Other than that, last night I went to belly dance class.  It was amazingly fun.  Amy and I have a problem with dancing with our mouths closed.  Not as sexy.  And I am not so much good at the whole "coordinated movements" thing.  I will work on that.  We are thinking about doing a show in March with the rest of the belly dancers.  Excitement and embarrassment will ensue.
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Sitting in a classroom, typing on my blog reminds me a lot of ninth grade...  Begging the teacher to get on the computer just so I could get on LiveJournal. Suddenly, not that long ago turned into ten years ago.  Yep.  I've been blogging in various places for ten years.  That makes me feel just a little old.  If I could go through a LiveJournal time machine and tell myself things ten years ago, where would I be now?  Interesting thought.
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I want a zombie apocalypse.  Real adult life is so boring -- in fact, I think that is why zombies are so popular right now.  Fighting is instinctual, and while it's pretty terrible to kill other human beings, it's justified if they are drooling for your brains and might possibly infect you.  Maybe it's a movement that's so primal, no one realizes it.  Like, if we get back to just surviving, just trying to find food and stay alive, people might be much more satisfied with their short, hard fought lives.  Makes more sense than sitting on Facebook/Hulu/Pinterest/rinse/repeat all day.  Don't you think??  Would you trade modern medicine and comforts for a chance to &lt;b&gt;actually&lt;/b&gt; live?  I think that's all we are really craving.&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Five days until the weekend.&lt;br&gt;
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Fourteen days until my unit starts.&lt;br&gt;

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Four weeks until my unit ends.&lt;br&gt;

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Four weeks and two days until my placement changes.&lt;br&gt;

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&lt;i&gt;Not that I am counting.&lt;br&gt;

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I think that a big problem that I have is that if I don't like something, I look forward to changing it.  Vocally.  I talk a lot.  Family secrets have been kept from me because of this fact -- probably because I would broadcast them on here or throughout the country OR EVEN THE WORLD.  Yes. &lt;br&gt;
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I pride myself in having no deep, dark secrets that torture me silently.  A big part of me staying sane is talking to people....  Therefore, half of the tri-state knows that I dislike my placement.  There is a clash that is happening that is not working for me.  &lt;br&gt;
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I am looking forward to going back to the high school environment.&lt;br&gt;
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Until then, I am counting down the days.&lt;br&gt;
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- I am really behind on the test registration crap that I need to do this semester.  Comps and the PLT are stupid.

- I should have been a gym or art teacher.  So much more funnn. Maybe I can recertify.

- My teacher has been gone the past two days -- I was sick yesterday, but I can confidently say that this is the least stressed out that I have been in several weeks.

- One month left.

- I slept for fifteen hours yesterday.  I needed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8227350838734007110-5633938327071577541?l=singsthemagpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today is all crazy.  It's one of those days in middle school that the schedule is all weird and the kids relish in that chaos.  I have a feeling that the test today will squish that.  They didn't study well enough to make the review game work that well yesterday, mostly in fifth and sixth period.  It was kind of a struggle.

Anyway, I redeemed myself, FINALLY, to my teacher today.  We talked about dogs and I miraculously, by some fluke in the universe, fixed her printer.  I am by no means a computer genius, so that was quite a feat.  I also taught her some quick keystrokes to make some things easier.  Ex: Ctrl + F to find a name on the club list.  I am feeling a little bit smug.

Today, we have another seminar.  I will make sure to have enough coffee in my system to not fall asleep this time...  I wonder if my heart will palpitate again, stupid coffee.  I wonder if Mr. Arneson will show up. :)

In other news, life is pretty grand.  I've gotten to hang out with a lot of people this week, minus Lexy, Alex, and Liz, who I miss dearly.  I planned out most of my wedding with Mom.  I &lt;b&gt;think&lt;/b&gt; that I am pretty caught up on schoolwork and the portfolio of doom.  I also have been out doing something almost every night.  Fun times.

One thing that I do not like is that I want to go to bed every night at around nine.  LAME.

I ate my pills this morning without food.  I ate a granola bar, but it's not working. UGH.

I think that's about it...  It's team planning time and I have nothing else to do but sit here and look busy. 

Nineteen weeks till the wedding.  At least that's what Mom told me last night, which was followed by a freak out. Nineteen?!  Holy nuts.  That's like half a pregnancy.  Or whatever is left of the public school year.  When did I get old enough for time to go by so quickly?!

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There was a social studies job posting on the state web site last night.  it's for Braxton County Middle School.  Two hours away.  In the middle (literally) of nowhere West Virginia.  I &lt;b&gt;almost&lt;/b&gt; want to apply, just to do it.  I wonder what it would be like.  
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I am still hesitant to get a job-job instead of a sub-job...  One of the perks to a job-job is that if I teach for 5 year in a low-income area (aka pretty much anywhere in West Virginia), there are programs to pay off $17,000, and then half of what's left, of my loans.  That would leave me with only $26,000 to pay on my own.  You can bet I was lustily dreaming about that last night.  
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But if we stay here, Nick can't get a job in his field.  Sooooo, do we put his career first, or mine?  he said to do what I have to do, but I'd hate to start the low income program and not be able to finish it.  $70,000 is a lot of debt.  $26,000 is not so much.
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It's my planning period, so I probably should get back down to the classroom.  Today is going pretty well considering that I am not really good at getting up at 6 a.m., at all.  Good thing that is when Nick wakes up so I can not be late!

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What you see above is a picture taken in the offending shirt -- no I am not starting a reverse pregnancy picture series.  Seven months and 12 pounds later(I fluctuate, but 162 is my base weight according to Calorie Count), this is what I look like.  That is a smaller pair of jeans and a smaller bra.  And a smaller baby bump, to boot.  Imagine what we could all do if we just changed our habits...
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What did I do to get here?  Well, just eating my recommended daily amount of calories.  How does one go about finding out what that is?  Personally, I went to Calorie Count and they have this &lt;a href="http://caloriecount.about.com/cc/calories-goal.php"&gt;nifty calculator&lt;/a&gt; that tells you, according to your current weight, height, activity level, goal weight and preferred goal date (which you can also leave blank for funsies).  
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Since I have plateaued, and refuse to go under 1400 calories a day for fear that I might die of starvation, it's now time to start exercising. Ugh.  I know that I will look more toned and awesome if I do that, but after a long day of teaching middle schoolers for no money, all I want to do is nap.
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An easy fix to this is just to not go home after school.  My house, the school and the Marshall Rec Center all make this really nifty triangle --
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In other news:  This is my new addiction.
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I didn't want to be one of those people that just blogged about their weight and how they were trying to lose it. But since that has taken up a majority of my thoughts lately, I wanted to tell you about it and why it's taking up so much free space in my head these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July, on a whim, I bought a scale.  I realized I weighed 174 lbs and that my BMI was embarrassingly high. I was edging closer and closer to the big O for Obese, not Overweight.  My reaction was summed into two words -- HOLY SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How had I let myself get that big?  I had started seeing it in photographs but had been dismissing it as bad angles.  My arms had always been big anyway.  Who cared if I wore camis to conceal the fact that my shirt wouldn't go all the way down to my pants.  It was in fashion, after all.  It might have been this picture that set me off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ywx4zb5tQQ/TwJ6ll0kLTI/AAAAAAAABac/6z6Tv8sUV34/s1600/271080_2250359742510_1353730511_2561564_936249_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ywx4zb5tQQ/TwJ6ll0kLTI/AAAAAAAABac/6z6Tv8sUV34/s400/271080_2250359742510_1353730511_2561564_936249_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693247665176063282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Click Photo to Enlarge the Belly of Doom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I was not pregnant in this picture. This is not flattering, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was, of course, during my running phase.  I ran almost every day.  What I didn't realize immediately was that if I was running, I couldn't just eat whatever the hell I wanted.  Or switch birth controls every three months to see which one worked the best for controlling endometriosis pain.  Hormone changes are not your friend, people.  Bring on the Midol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told people how much I weighed, they didn't believe me.  I guess I hid it well.  Usually, if I knew people were taking pictures, I would suck it in, cover it up, or use other such deceptive devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, now it is six months later and I saw 161 on the scale recently.  I pretty much stay at 162, but it happens in weird cycles.  I will gain a little right as I am about to lose more again.  I lost that weight mainly by altering my diet.  Instead of eating terrible things, I switched over to healthy things.  I still eat terrible things from time to time, but in moderation.  And I often realize that I am really thirsty, bored, depressed, *insert other malady here* when I think I am hungry. &lt;b&gt;And&lt;/b&gt; you can still eat yummy things and lose weight.  Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEDMQl8Q22g/TwKBj_hJmLI/AAAAAAAABao/0XMeRn36zBI/s1600/DSC03310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OEDMQl8Q22g/TwKBj_hJmLI/AAAAAAAABao/0XMeRn36zBI/s400/DSC03310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693255334295607474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Click Photo to Keep My Dietary Choices in Check!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that behind me, this next six months will be devoted to adding activity into the good dietary choices.  I am planning on making this a &lt;i&gt;lifestyle choice&lt;/i&gt; instead of a &lt;i&gt;diet&lt;/i&gt;.  Isn't that what it's all about anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my teens and early twenties, I would go off to be a camp counselor for the summer and marvel at how quickly I lost weight there.  It was because I was active every day.  We hiked, we swam, we moved.  We ate healthy meals.  It was my own little version of a fat camp.  If I turned that into an everyday thing, not as intense as camp, but with the same ideas like hiking or swimming or running or playing at least once a day or every other day -- well, imagine the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideally, for my size and frame, I'd like to get down to 140-145.  In a perfect world, 135.  I don't expect that any time soon.  I don't want to push myself too far and end up back in this mess.  I expect that by the wedding I will be around 150, since that is another six months from now and that seems to be my pattern. So maybe by this time next year, I will be about 30 pounds lighter than last July, a lot healthier and a lot happier.  I can already see a difference in my stomach and face.  Just losing this much makes me feel great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we'll see, then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8227350838734007110-2848896936188051910?l=singsthemagpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmPX9H3b-k8/Tu1fXwRLzDI/AAAAAAAABT4/TDDwDWIi6jA/s1600/100_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmPX9H3b-k8/Tu1fXwRLzDI/AAAAAAAABT4/TDDwDWIi6jA/s400/100_0953.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687306766137412658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DHgw7kR4uY/Tu1fXRtePDI/AAAAAAAABTs/z4pODtdQEjY/s1600/100_0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DHgw7kR4uY/Tu1fXRtePDI/AAAAAAAABTs/z4pODtdQEjY/s400/100_0957.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687306757934562354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1m7U44Z9MJ0/Tu1fWyMQH3I/AAAAAAAABTg/hQAxgMU_jhw/s1600/100_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1m7U44Z9MJ0/Tu1fWyMQH3I/AAAAAAAABTg/hQAxgMU_jhw/s400/100_0959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687306749473726322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv2P_RWnDmM/Tu1fWOV4_iI/AAAAAAAABTU/kQeU-Dd68MI/s1600/100_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv2P_RWnDmM/Tu1fWOV4_iI/AAAAAAAABTU/kQeU-Dd68MI/s400/100_0961.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687306739850477090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6c20h_1j4w/Tu1fV4KeZGI/AAAAAAAABTI/bTMJ4PuKCyY/s1600/100_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6c20h_1j4w/Tu1fV4KeZGI/AAAAAAAABTI/bTMJ4PuKCyY/s400/100_0964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687306733897016418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- realized that Coke just equals extended bad breath and gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- took a morning nap with Nicholas and the Kitty (this pic is a few days old, but you get the idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lgSy-Juh7gA/Tu1l8kn3FMI/AAAAAAAABUc/yRBfSNZVPjo/s1600/mail-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lgSy-Juh7gA/Tu1l8kn3FMI/AAAAAAAABUc/yRBfSNZVPjo/s400/mail-2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687313995736224962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- went to the Subway Xmas party and giggled inwardly as Nick's bosses asked me if we were "relocating" after I graduate.  Mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wore a dress and make up.  That's rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- got more and more excited about the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- am worrying about xmas presents, but only absent mindedly.  Only a few more people to buy for, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- have more and more realizations about how silly my company is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mH7BqMRm2Ck/Tu1gjc8fh9I/AAAAAAAABUE/wQvYyot6bZ4/s1600/mail.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mH7BqMRm2Ck/Tu1gjc8fh9I/AAAAAAAABUE/wQvYyot6bZ4/s400/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687308066620409810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's stationery, duh.  I am not putting that in my section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- noticed a giant ditch being dug in the back yard.  It's accommodating the skank-ass trailer, soon to be a carry out.  Can we kill the lease now (This was also a few days ago, but it's still there, just more pipes)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knyST8j4uEQ/Tu1ig_486rI/AAAAAAAABUQ/BvxrNqmWDaY/s1600/mail-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knyST8j4uEQ/Tu1ig_486rI/AAAAAAAABUQ/BvxrNqmWDaY/s400/mail-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687310223484447410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- had a really good day with no real down points.  First in a looooooong time.  I was starting to think that I needed to be on meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- am finally watching Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer from 1964 after Nick insisted.  Yes, this is the first time I've ever seen it.  LOL. (We just finished and he said, "Welcome to society!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- realized that if I lose ten more pounds, I will be at pre-Nick weight.  WHAT?!  I never thought that would happen.  12 lbs. down, ten or even fifteen to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for weekends off, for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8227350838734007110-8862240131914248131?l=singsthemagpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have learned in the past 48 hours that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Breaks are necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I might just be able to write that novel after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I border on manic-depression when I am stressed out. No, I refrained from pulling out much hair.  Awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I still do not look good with curled hair (think Hermione circa Philosopher's Stone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G3ORee3U-QI/TuGYH5aEmTI/AAAAAAAABS4/T76oT9LYZgQ/s1600/hermionehair5ij.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G3ORee3U-QI/TuGYH5aEmTI/AAAAAAAABS4/T76oT9LYZgQ/s400/hermionehair5ij.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683991466154957106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someone find me her hairdresser from Goblet of Fire onward.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I realized that I have Ginny Weasley straight hair, moments later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I came up with a lot of good, cheap yet meaningful Christmas present ideas on the sly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I discovered Spotify and found a lot of good wedding songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had a Pinterest marathon the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I thought a lot about trying to change layouts on here to make it more exciting.  I kind of dislike the current one for it's boringness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got to 162, down 12 pounds from July.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;During the holiday season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/beckie0/featured"&gt;Beckie0&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CiBIXMBEqgE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hero.  She seriously tells it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: My posts will become decreasingly less depressing.  School is over, my old-ass self is getting used to being 25 (in two days), and Christmas is coming.  I can focus on things that make me happy, like friends and making gifts and less on things that stress me out, like school and work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8227350838734007110-7583938586754128511?l=singsthemagpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's November?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month was full of non-stop awesome.  I taught my first unit full of kids all by myself.  I went to a Renaissance Fair. I quit Pier 1 and started at Books A Million, which I love and it also conveniently pays me more. I managed to hang out with most of my friends at some point between all of the madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I've almost gone back down to my pre-stress/pre-period/pre-sickness/pre-pigout phase.  Like I said, since it came on so quickly, it went away quickly.  I am back on track. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that if you get a Cabell County e-mail address from the Board of Education you can't use emoticons?  They say that's unprofessional.  Well, I say this... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you also know that I was up at 6:30 this morning cleaning.  Nick told me to stop and go back to bed.  He is the on that woke me up, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past three days my schedule has looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;High School Clinical, Work, Class, Homework, Sleep, Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some variations, of course.  Needless to say, I haven't really had time for me.  That might change tonight after work, since I don't have homework due until the 6th (Edit: Make that the 8th -- woohoo progress!). What shall I do with myself?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My observations at the school end on the 15th, which is pretty fabulous. I am upset that I can't do my student teaching here. But I can sleep in again!  Or at least use this time to finish all of the big assignments that are due at the end of the semester. This is my last semester of class and I would really like to have a 4.0 (I don't know if I can pull it off in one of my classes). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill is also supposed to move back to West Virginia in the coming month or two.  Supposedly.  Maybe.  Hopefully.  I am looking forward to having them over to my house when Chris goes to the VA and taking the boys to play in the park.  I might buy a soccer ball and make the boys kick with me.  I might even introduce them to Natalie's sister's kids, who are around the same age (who I played soccer with in the park a few weeks ago).  I miss them and they better come back soon.  I want to help them move and hopefully it won't fall on finals week.  Or Thanksgiving.  Or anytime during the Christmas rush because I don't know if I am going to be able to take time from work... Ack.  Bad time to move, guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My high school teacher is teaching about the Southern Tenant Farmers Union in the 1930s and it's acronym is (STFU).  The kids really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uBjCptp8Bdg/TrKW2SIKXkI/AAAAAAAABQY/HmPC1ncpOg4/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uBjCptp8Bdg/TrKW2SIKXkI/AAAAAAAABQY/HmPC1ncpOg4/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670760740136050242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For November, I have planned:&lt;br /&gt;- More free time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;- Settling into my new job.&lt;br /&gt;- Waiting until December to buy my Xmas presents, making all of the ones&lt;br /&gt;            I am going to handmake during this month.&lt;br /&gt;- Trying to keep my nails painted for once.&lt;br /&gt;- Finishing all of my classwork.&lt;br /&gt;- Enjoying Thanksgiving, but not too hard.&lt;br /&gt;- Drinking less coffee and more chai tea.&lt;br /&gt;- Start wearing gloves, my hands froze this morning.&lt;br /&gt;- Spend more time with the Kitty, as I've been neglecting him lately.&lt;br /&gt;- Get more into &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Be more creative (see handmade Xmas presents).&lt;br /&gt;- Watch the Stand at least once, because that's what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8227350838734007110-8832137186678655375?l=singsthemagpie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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