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Name: anne
Birthday: 2/14/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: earlobes, red hair, mutemath, eggnog, the color green, timmy (the freckle on my thumb), boys in kilts... you know, the usual stuff.
Expertise: rock and roll, nightime snow shovelling, shoe shining, making faces at small children, marriage proposals, general awesomeness and shenenigans.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
AIM:  jamesdangerdandy
Member Since:
2/4/2004
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| On Sunday night I got a call from Robby Johnson, a friend of mine from Otterbein. He called to say that he and four others - Chris Miller, Brandon Cross, Maria Wheeler, and Becca Johnson - were on a road trip, and could they crash at my house Monday night! Let me just say that it makes me so happy to have friends who do this. What kind of people go on trips without lining up places to stay before hand? Awesome ones. Anyway, they came. I took them to the ocean (which would have looked amazing had it not been night time) and the Friendly Toast (where we discovered that Robby's sister can't actually read), and then brought them home to eat gingerbread and play poker. It was so great to see all of them... but now I really miss all of my school friends... In other, yet related news: Caitlin Ward (another friend from school) will be here for five days starting next Friday and we are going to rock out like Led Zeppelin. Seriously. I'm psyched. So work has been going pretty well. I convinced two guys that they weren't real men if they didn't have more than just one shot of espresso in their coffee. I've only broken one cup. I wore an orange tutu on Halloween. Yea, it's pretty cool. | | |
| Hello adoring public. It's me again (who else would it be?). I just thought I'd let you all know that I'm moving far far away, and so you've got to get all your love, kisses, and gifts (of $50 or more) in to me within the next 24 hours.
So I guess it's not really that far away -- the second far way maybe a bit of a stretch -- but it is about an hour and a bit from here. Haha. I'm super psyched but also crazy freaked out. Moving is weird and new jobs are scary and having to pay for everything is going to be stressful... but I think I can handle it. Yea... that's right. I can handle it!
I'll try to steal a camera for a week or so to show off some of the super awesome sights I'll be seeing on a daily basis, like the break room at Breaking New Grounds. ROCK! | | |
| Just a few short days ago, we were all bundling up in sweaters pulled
hastily from the backs of our closets. Now, we are (or at least I am)
positively melting in this 97 degree weather. What gives man? We really
have screwed up our planet.
Hey so speaking of screwing up our planet, I got a car! WHOO HOO! YAY!
First one ever. It's adorable. A little 98 Ford Escort Wagon, bluish
green, and all mine. The price (free!) was what really sold me. It has
a few minor kinks that need to be worked out (the exhast issues mean it
can certainly turn heads) but it runs, and as I said before, it's all
mine. Huray!
Well the summer is winding down. The summer school kids left ages ago,
along with Heifitz, and now all we have on campus is the Royal Thai
Scholars, along with a cross country camp and a chess camp. The office
has been slower so I've been correcting papers for the Thai kids. It's
really interesting. They are really very patriotic, far more so than
any Americans I know. It makes sense, because their government is
paying for them to have an education. But they write about working
towards a better future for Thailand, and bringing it up to the same
standard as other Asian coutries, and it is really amazing to see their
excitement. I wish that more Americans would be like them. Full of
promise and drive and with the feeling that they are going to (not that
that could, but that they will) make a huge difference in the future of
a country. Hmmm.
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| So um, funny story. Last night at dinner one of the summer school kids was stabbed by one of the cafeteria ladies! Yay! hahahahaha How crazy is that?!
As it turns out, it wasn't actually her fault. The student - who we call Steven but whose name is Sungmin- was the one who was running in the dining hall. She was just holding the knife, and at a safe level too. Safe, yet unfortunately just right to stick into someone's thigh. Apparently the wound was about a half inch deep, and bled profusely. 911 was called, stabbee was carted off, stabber said she couldn't imagine how anyone could kill someone like that, the world is alright.
Steven is back at school this morning. He's sporting crutches and a sizable bandage, but he'll be alright. Yup, go to Summer School in America and get stabbed. I wonder what his parents in Korea are thinking now. | | |
| Coolness: Recently, a friend of mine had a brilliant idea. Steal a bunch of empty water cooler jugs from Phillips Exeter, create a small wooden platform, attach aforementioned jugs to the bottom of platform, add a flagpole, sew an authentic pirate flag, aquire a captains hat and horn thingy, recruit a friend, and sail into Wolfeboro bay while barely afloat, on the fourth of July. It was brilliant. As I have told many, I felt like a rockstar just for knowing them. Later the raft sort of cracked in half...
Less than coolness: I've been really sad recently, for very little reason at all. It's totally bumming me out too. I've got to clear my head.
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