tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34699962011-10-11T04:06:32.382-04:00you're saying self righteous indignation is a bad thing?andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.comBlogger6661100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1125702818851358842005-09-02T19:11:00.000-04:002006-02-14T20:25:00.353-05:00

I am now in residence, and will die here. Why? because if I am stupid enough to try moving again, I will certainly be crushed under the weight of carrying any of this furniture DOWN stairs. My notes on moving to harlem... "tools are nothing to be scared of. Men use them." Aunt Diane explaining to me how to use the new drill she bought me, while hanging my new light. I don't care how close

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1125702655741620592005-09-02T19:07:00.000-04:002005-09-02T19:10:55.750-04:00

New Orleans is all Bush's fault. Days of warning, and yet people are still waiting for water and food. The nation's poorest have still been left in the same lurch as people in war torn third world countries... which isn't that different from how they live their day-to-day.Here's an update from the last month. Not fitting, but it's now or never. This blog is going to die, as great annonimity

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1125702704008530402005-09-02T19:02:00.000-04:002006-02-14T20:00:42.680-05:00

I'm back from Ireland, with liquor and liquor paraphernalia in tow. My mother isn't as creative as some, but she did buy me a cute round flask with 4 shot glasses attached at the jameson distillery - she figured it would be a nice complement to the jd flask she got me for my 21st. I think it may have been a bribe, though. She and I went t0 the distillery alone, as our only mother/daughter

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1124096225029598432005-08-15T04:48:00.000-04:002005-08-15T04:57:05.036-04:00

It feels like Fall - and I like it. So many hours of daylight should really mean bars stay open later. Oh well, there are still "clubs"... and illicit drinking in parks. I'm really popular with Irish boys. So much so that I've actually found myself being demure and coy, because otherwise we might never make it down the street. I know this is hard to imagine, but it's true. I'm not so popular with

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1123334887958198672005-08-06T09:27:00.000-04:002005-08-06T09:28:08.696-04:00

I had a big blog in me from attending the sox game last Saturday. It included pics and all. It just never… quite… got… there. Ah well, I’ll just say that I love Delcarmen, and like Schilling – even if he is a fascist (which Bill Lee had hilarious things to say about on Monday morning – I love that guy, I’m ready to start a “Bill Lee” quote page.).Anyway, this drives me nuts.Is there crack and

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1122517126348045392005-07-27T22:13:00.000-04:002005-07-28T14:02:45.236-04:00

I'm still not totally sold on Schilling as a closer, but boy is he a great ballplayer. And boy do I love this freakin' team.But when the manager left the dugout to say hello to Clement, who arrived in the middle innings, Francona found Schilling throwing in a hallway.ESPN.comI still won't breathe until the weekend is over, though.And, I must bring back my annual (fine, bi-annual this year - deal

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1122419027367580982005-07-26T19:00:00.000-04:002005-07-26T19:03:47.376-04:00

Got a text message from one of my students today, saying he isn't going to prison - that was exciting.Kay is in town till Thursday, then she heads back to Chicago while Snowflake arrives from the same.This would qualify for Vh1's Best Week Ever, if I weren't so stressed about learning/relearning this math by september 2nd. As things stand, it still comes pretty damned close.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1122253589523207902005-07-24T21:05:00.000-04:002005-07-24T21:06:29.533-04:00

I ran into a former u of cer while hunting for a good analysis book today. It was really nice to have someone to chuckle with over typos, and go nuts with me when we couldn’t remember what a ‘lemma’ was, exactly. I found two books that will be ok, and he went back to studying for his boards. For a few minutes, though, I was a young dork again. I really liked it.I’ve been spending a lot more

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1122002153064684092005-07-21T23:11:00.000-04:002005-07-21T23:15:53.073-04:00

I have a new job at summer school - babysitting one of my students from the regular school year. He isn't in my class, but he has been terrorizing his teachers. He was in the office, about to be discharged, when I walked in. I talked to him, and the principal said that he saw the kid's whole demeanor change. He decided to give him one more chance, and pulled me aside. He asked me for

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1121392293442381792005-07-14T21:51:00.000-04:002005-07-14T21:56:29.353-04:00

simone: i feel like a stripperme: why is that?simone: im wandering around my house in stilettos and basically my underwear and drinking wine out of a plastic cupsimone: but it's hot in here....simone: and i got new shoes that i need to practice wearing...simone: and im thirsty!I'll write more soon... I swear.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1121043218723725972005-07-10T20:53:00.000-04:002005-07-10T20:54:16.186-04:00

gettin' hammar-ed! 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1121042872146985682005-07-10T20:47:00.000-04:002005-07-10T20:56:15.746-04:00

The wedding was wonderful. Beautiful. Simple. Loving. We danced, Sam beamed, we drank too much (especially me, of course), and committed minor acts of debauchery. And at the end of a long night of partying, Sam spent her first night as a married woman curled up in bed, spooning…With me.Poor girl – I was passed out in her husband’s childhood bed (hey, she put me there), and her husband was

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1120241516126877522005-07-01T14:10:00.000-04:002005-07-01T14:12:19.456-04:00

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1120069716844125632005-06-29T14:21:00.000-04:002005-06-29T14:28:36.853-04:00

I just wrote a thank you to my administrator. The very inept one who wrote me a recommendation for grad school. It's sincere - I don't doubt her intentions at all, and do appreciate that she tried to help as best she could. However, I doubt she realizes the double entendre when I say, "I don't know how I could have gotten here without you." (maybe it’s a triple entendre, I’ll sort that out

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1120045618932085382005-06-29T07:44:00.000-04:002005-06-29T17:22:33.840-04:00

Nice of Shaughnessy to end our winning streak for us. Fucker.Mom seems to have re-acclimated as if nothing happened. I haven’t.Took Sam out for a last night of freedom (she'll be with fam from now till the Big Day). In school now, scrambling to get everything I need to do done. But then, I'll be FREE. The pics are hilarious, but not so much in the mood for uploading right now. I will say, however

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1119847933248701992005-06-27T00:44:00.000-04:002005-06-27T00:52:13.280-04:00

Mom’s home. They say she’s fine, but come on. They said that she was dehydrated and had low potassium – that just combined with her naturally low blood pressure. However, there obviously must be some x factor as well, to have made the symptoms so dramatic, I’m not buying it.I’m toying more and more with the idea of joining an international aid organization. I’ve thought about it for years,

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1119725552032838762005-06-25T14:48:00.000-04:002005-06-25T14:52:32.040-04:00

my mother has been in the hospital since yesterday morning. They say she's probably fine, but want to keep her another night for a stress test.I spent last night there and most of today. I had to run home so I can change and go to work... can't bail on a party for 2,000 doctors you're responsible for, and my mother laughed at me when I contemplated it. She thinks I'm ridiculous for being

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1119307320751639272005-06-20T18:39:00.000-04:002005-06-20T18:42:56.683-04:00

at school today, one of my debaters brought in a shirt for me. She was at the mall, saw it, and decided I had to have it:(bright yellow t-shirt)Sometimes I wish I was a monkey (so I could throw poop at people and it would be legal)then I got home, and there was a box waiting for me! Another present from Antonia! A grey, long sleeve shirt with "COLUMBIA" in white with blue trim across the

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1119049638472844812005-06-17T18:54:00.000-04:002005-06-17T19:07:18.480-04:00

I am a HORRIBLE friend.Ok, that's not true - I'm just horribly inconsistent. If I know something is going on with a friend, or if somebody needs something, I am there and attentive and protective and all that junk.But when I fall out of touch, I plummet.I have a friend who has been my friend since we were 12. We've been closer for longer than we've been closer to anyone else - she introduces me

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118851888940760272005-06-15T12:11:00.000-04:002005-06-15T12:11:28.953-04:00

The story I keep saying is funny, but not funny to me yet. It still isn’t, but the Boston Globe has told the bulk of it for me.These are about two of my students (they’re in chronological order):The IntroThe Follow Up(This leaves out that Arnold had signed his laptop in and out with another student who was put in charge by the headmaster, but wasn’t believed when he vouched for having received

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118846408722150322005-06-15T10:40:00.000-04:002005-06-15T10:43:01.740-04:00

I was in a miserable mood before graduation, because of the trouble I got into while trying to get this particular girl to graduation. It was worth it, though.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118845328233952022005-06-15T10:22:00.000-04:002005-06-15T10:26:50.870-04:00

can you tell we were crying? I stood, stage left, with the curtain blocking me from the audience, while I watched them receive their diplomas and cross the stage. It was a great view. I got to look at their BEAMING smiles as they shook hands with the class president and co-valedictorians only feet in front of them. Some waved, others were obviously walking in a haze. I had a goofy smile on my

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118845089242865832005-06-15T10:18:00.000-04:002005-06-15T10:27:09.786-04:00

congrats, raya! When are we coming over for mac n' cheese?

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118844987895721312005-06-15T10:16:00.000-04:002005-06-15T10:28:15.546-04:00

My Bay-bays! My bay-bays!

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118845029144741982005-06-15T10:15:00.000-04:002005-06-15T10:27:34.340-04:00

so long, class of 2005.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118776256446286762005-06-14T15:10:00.000-04:002005-06-14T15:10:56.453-04:00

I bristle when people call me pretty.They weren’t the ones uttering, “She has such a pretty face” when I was little. Or the old men who hit on me, making me feel even more awkward about my pretty face/unpretty body combo. They didn’t tell my grandmother to say, “you would be so pretty, if only you would lose some weight.” They weren’t the ones putting me on diets when I was 8. They mean it

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118702337890334102005-06-13T18:37:00.000-04:002005-06-13T18:38:57.896-04:00

I have a really funny story to tell.It's just not funny to me yet.Tomorrow is graduation. Tonight I chase after kids I've been home tutoring all year, so they can graduate. I've been chasing them for over a week... but some parents just suck.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118412551857103252005-06-10T10:04:00.000-04:002005-06-10T10:09:11.863-04:00

One of my debaters just walked in and handed me a shirt.She loves the tattoo, and has made it her goal to find something that will show the tattoo off without me having to pull down my shirt every time she brags about it (it isn’t as bad as it sounds, I swear). She went through her closet and I think she finally found it.The shirt is hot pink and has pink lace in the front, which "covers" a VERY

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118330462510266502005-06-09T11:16:00.000-04:002005-06-09T11:21:02.516-04:00

I am:a) hung overb) suffering prolonged food coma from my aunt's amazing baked ziti and meatballsc) exhausted from waking up every hour because of the heatd) all of the above

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118239099351158312005-06-08T09:53:00.000-04:002005-06-08T10:00:00.866-04:00

It is beautiful and warm and quiet in my room. I would normally have seniors this period, but they are in various stages of checking out. So, instead, I have a few other teachers’ juniors in here – getting help on their math, using the computers, or sweetly begging me to stay for another year. It should be a simple, easy morning – but it isn’t.Our kids have a very bottom heavy senior year (yes,

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118192802979227822005-06-07T21:02:00.000-04:002005-06-07T21:13:23.153-04:00

Here I am eating honey hot wings, drinking boxed wine and grading - instead of letting her fbil take me out for tapas. Like I told her, “let me practice being less of a spaz on strangers before you set me up with soon-to-be relatives.”Come on, didn’t this weekend teach us anything? He already thought I was pretty. He already thought I was smart. All I had to do was meet him and not be a tool – ha

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118162301656870862005-06-07T12:32:00.000-04:002005-06-07T12:39:53.546-04:00

I have an uncle who has a girlfriend who has two daughters I adore. They are a little older than me, and the younger of the two, Katie, has become a good friend. We get sloshed together at family gatherings, throw parties together, and find excuses not to go to the gym together. I’m in her wedding and I refer to her as my cousin.Katie has a fiancé who has a brother who is in town for two weeks.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118084850566039512005-06-06T15:03:00.000-04:002005-06-06T15:07:30.573-04:00

A student wasn’t feeling well, so her mother came up to get her.She wanted to order a hoodie, so she brought her mother up to write me a check. Her mother came in, and was gushing. “Thank you so much. For everything you’ve done for [student] this year.” I shrugged, and told her how much the hoodies are. “You’ve been, like, a guardian angel.” At this point I started to blush. I’m never very

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118020573678139022005-06-05T21:32:00.000-04:002005-06-06T14:42:30.206-04:00

I even made chapters.School Spirit“I’ve never seen this place with so much school spirit – how did you do it?!” a teacher asked me on Friday morning. I wanted to get jackets for the debaters, so I designed and ordered BCLA t-shirts and hoodies as a fundraiser. The kids sold them, and we got really great track jackets (I’ll post some pics next week – they’re hot). The hoodies especially were a

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118021747822430212005-06-05T21:30:00.000-04:002005-06-05T21:55:25.933-04:00

Look closely. My head is going to implode from all the joke combination possibilities.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118021325359296792005-06-05T21:28:00.000-04:002005-06-05T21:30:18.500-04:00

I didn't need coffee last year - having this pair first period every day made it impossible not to be wide awake. Really bright. Really great. Really LOUD!!!

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118021263814469992005-06-05T21:27:00.001-04:002005-06-05T21:27:43.820-04:00

one of the sweetest and most unassuming kids ever. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118021229160064132005-06-05T21:27:00.000-04:002005-06-05T21:27:09.166-04:00

two of my freakishly strong juniors, fighting for the title. It was a draw. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118021197679816152005-06-05T21:26:00.000-04:002005-06-05T21:26:37.683-04:00

Raya is the senior who will be speaking at graduation! 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118021146582693962005-06-05T21:25:00.000-04:002005-06-05T21:25:46.586-04:00

Some pics from prom. Yes, I'm a camera whore - but they're my babies!! 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1118013097759745332005-06-05T19:11:00.000-04:002005-06-05T19:16:04.480-04:00

W spent Wednesday morning making folders for all of my seniors with their portfolio work. Here I am nuzzling her with thanks. My camera was out from exhibitions, so her best friend decided to document how ridiculous I am. Can you believe that, a few months ago, this girl was threatening to drop out?!

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1117678145958269542005-06-01T22:01:00.000-04:002005-06-01T22:09:05.963-04:00

I've been living off of adrenalin and coffee for far too long. I'm going to rectify that tonight.I interviewed for a really interesting job at a very prestigious nyc public school a few weeks ago. My friend, Anna, has a friend who works there. Tonight, while waiting for tickets with thefriend, Anna was informed that thefriend had overheard/been party to a convo about me. The guy I interviewed

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1117638816773659892005-06-01T11:05:00.000-04:002005-06-01T11:13:36.780-04:00

My brain can't wrap itself around this not being a joke.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1117589913458371902005-05-31T21:37:00.000-04:002005-05-31T21:38:33.466-04:00

Had too much to do.Of course, I did squeeze a little procrastination in. Your mom was right - you really will go blind.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1117565630785631152005-05-31T14:48:00.000-04:002005-05-31T14:53:50.793-04:00

Came into some last minute sox tickets for tonight. I have a LOT of crap to do, and need to be at school by 6:30 again tomorrow... hrmf.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1117466472605451132005-05-30T10:43:00.000-04:002005-05-30T11:21:12.646-04:00

I'm very much an only child. I like my down time, my alone time, and my choices/direction being determined largely by me and me alone. This weekend, it has been great getting to see both anna and antonia, but with both of their schedules and my own natural inclination towards being alone, I feel like I've mastered none of it.I find myself tired by a far too reasonable hour, and ignoring other

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1117190832446492832005-05-27T06:44:00.000-04:002005-05-27T06:47:12.473-04:00

As I was driving to the providence airport last night, I found the U2 Concert from earlier in the day on BCN. Listening to Bono, driving to pick up a great friend - if how I felt last night is any indication, I think this will be a great weekend.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1116683032944343932005-05-21T09:43:00.000-04:002005-05-21T09:54:21.896-04:00

Aaron sent me this "This American Life", and I'm in love.This school focused on one thing, one problem, and making that better. One mantra, “read, read, to succeed!” And focusing on that one concept for 10 years.fixing a school is incredibly slow workshe didn’t force the changes on her teachers… the teachers felt that THEY were in charge of what was happening.about the decline of this school:and

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1116523201907142332005-05-19T13:18:00.000-04:002005-05-19T13:20:01.916-04:00

I want to eventually write a series of vignettes on effective urban teaching. I like to think of my blog as my “notes” towards this endeavor (since I am too lazy to actually keep real notes). This is only so effective, though – because usually the most insane/inane/hysterical/frustrating things push me to my emotional/physical limits – and leave me too tired or frustrated to blog.I don’t want

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1116347162459671632005-05-17T12:26:00.000-04:002005-05-17T13:16:32.060-04:00

I'm referring to me, of course.I have been thinking of trying to balance teaching and grad school when I move to NYC. I will miss having a full, guttural laugh at least once a day. Plus, nothing beats home cooked soul food…. Mmm, fried chicken…Ok, I’m back. Yesterday was a little reminder of why it might be hard for me to treat grad school the way it should be treated (booze and all-nighters, of

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1116302220318683082005-05-16T23:56:00.000-04:002005-05-16T23:57:00.340-04:00

Tomorrow I will blog about friends who take care of me even though I don't deserve it, boys, ocd, funny kids and my failure.Yes - the regularly scheduled program.Right now, I just need to sleep. Well, in 5 minutes. I need to sing Anna "Happy Birthday" first.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1116110047541400252005-05-14T18:10:00.000-04:002005-05-14T18:34:07.586-04:00

I don't consider myself to be a person who cares that much about money. I don't expect to ever make all that much. I don't purchase many "big ticket" items, so I'm able to be generous with my kids and indulge in silly little expenses and socializing. Right now, however, it keeps making me anxious.I'm definitely moving to NYC next year, but now I have to figure out what will be a self

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1115779750407655392005-05-10T22:45:00.000-04:002005-05-10T22:50:37.053-04:00

A friend of mine in DC is moving up to NYC the same time I am - to get her masters at Columbia. Here are snippets of this evening's IM convo, as well as the convo she had on the side with another friend of ours (and her college roommate).HammySpud1: GO LIONS!DMokrasi: haha. YAYHammySpud1: andrea! will you come to columbia football games with meHammySpud1: i hear they SUCK ASSHammySpud1: we can

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1115602016397269112005-05-08T21:45:00.000-04:002005-05-08T21:38:32.516-04:00

upon hearing they won final round. had a 4 hour anxiety attack on friday, but a crazy haircut, j.d. and ridiculously cool chicks made it all better.got back from nyc at 4:30 this morning. Left with the kids for the city championship tourney at 7:30 am.my kids are the Boston Debate Champions. I looked so ridiculous - I was bright pink from anxiety for the two hours from when they were announcing

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1115318042942851462005-05-05T13:47:00.000-04:002005-05-05T14:34:03.353-04:00

I was talking smack with a student this morning and, in exasperation over a rather funny insult I threw at her, her final retort was, "well, miss - you have more influence over me than anyone. So what does that say about YOU?"I know it’s rare, but I was speechless.My last student found out he passed the mcas last week. As of now, every single student I have had this year and last has passed the

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114953521153382512005-05-01T09:17:00.000-04:002005-05-01T09:18:41.156-04:00

as some of you may have surmised, I live my life fluctuating between lists and vignettes.The lists usually come out in high anxiety times, when I can never fully transition myself away from constantly worrying about what needs to get done and how it will happen. My blogs end up being dry tellings of my 'to do's' - sometimes even in bullets.right now, I'm seeing my life as a series of lists. So,

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114634287179882792005-04-27T16:35:00.000-04:002005-04-27T16:38:07.180-04:00

Ok, maybe not. But I am a little closer to knowing how to salsa.The Spanish teacher and some of the seniors ran a Latin dancing assembly during advisory today. The kids loved it and everyone had a blast. It’s always great to see the kids in a different capacity – a struggling senior rocking the keyboards, a lazy-know-it-all conscientiously running the soundboard, and all the kids tapping their

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114572492907884262005-04-26T23:23:00.000-04:002005-04-26T23:28:12.906-04:00

Catching up with Chris, he exclaimed, "you left your blog readers hanging with the entry about committing to new york!"Columbia. I'm going to be enrolled in a Ph.D program studying the Economics of Education at Teachers College next year. And the 3-5 years following. Yes, I'll be old - I'm aware of that.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114543031890672342005-04-26T15:15:00.000-04:002005-04-26T21:07:03.663-04:00

Some kids are more resistant than I’d like. There's this student I had last year, and he was just transferred into my stats class last month (after failing precalculus for 6 months). His personality grates most people, but we generally get along well – that’s why they gave him to me. I'm his last chance.He doesn’t know most of the statistics we did this year, because he wasn’t here. When going

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114472677369520612005-04-25T19:42:00.000-04:002005-04-25T19:44:37.370-04:00

Do not assume that she who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. Her life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, she would never have been able to find these words.Rainer Maria RilkeI think I just committed to moving to NYC.Crazy.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114437392251426922005-04-25T09:49:00.000-04:002005-04-25T09:56:32.253-04:00

I gave my up my break to take the kids to look at colleges. It was my choice, I own that - but I'm pretty worn down now.I come in today and put on my best smile, cause you can always fake it till you make it. Plus, there is something entirely un-school-related that has relieved quite a bit of stress. Anyway, boss-lady comes up and wants to hear all about the trip. I tell her all about it,

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114204312423790782005-04-22T17:11:00.000-04:002005-04-22T17:13:07.713-04:00

Team Bachelorette Party. Woot hoo!!

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114204197615982122005-04-22T17:09:00.000-04:002005-04-22T17:09:57.616-04:00

the start of the weekend festivities: breaking in the new karaoke machine I gave her and the blow up doll that Allyson gave her. Oh, and a box of wine. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114204138645512462005-04-22T17:08:00.001-04:002005-04-22T17:08:58.646-04:00

she takes her dancing very seriously. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114204105409656702005-04-22T17:08:00.000-04:002005-04-22T17:08:25.410-04:00

the party planners - we rock! 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114204074886010382005-04-22T17:07:00.000-04:002005-04-22T17:07:54.886-04:00

allyson had been humping, oh, I mean dancing with, this guy when Sam went up to him with one of her bachelorette cards that say she has to get a handsome stranger to take his shirt off for her. She also got a guy to let her take a picture of his butt, another one to tell her his most embarrassing relationship story, and used the worst pick up line ever on a fourth guy coming out of the bathroom

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114203964020169612005-04-22T17:06:00.000-04:002005-04-22T17:06:04.020-04:00

one of the surprise pics we took on sam's camera for her to find on a later date. This is BY FAR the most tame. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1114203901762160532005-04-22T17:05:00.000-04:002005-04-22T17:05:01.763-04:00

sam with her gay boys! 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1113690993722789422005-04-16T18:36:00.000-04:002005-04-16T18:40:19.443-04:00

yet more proof I shouldn't be put in charge of impressionable minds. The kids were first and fourth place speakers... yay!Now, back to the bachelorette weekend for sam. She was so cute - overwhelmed by both of my gifts, she couldn't figure out which was the best she had ever received. I'm so glad we were able to make this weekend special. Eh, who needs sleep? There will definitely be pics to

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1113426641434090752005-04-13T17:14:00.000-04:002005-04-13T17:10:41.436-04:00

I haven't kept a schedule like this since I was in high school.back then, at least I got to rest up by sleeping through classes.Every minute of the last three days has been packed, but hard work does pay off. I have a great college trip planned for the kids next week, we're ready to rock at the tournament this saturday, the bachelorette party is a go, the kids and I are throwing dawson a

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1113155113924345712005-04-10T13:40:00.000-04:002005-04-10T13:45:13.926-04:00

We had States yesterday. None of my kids made it to final rounds, but I got a coaching award – “outstanding new program”. Apparently, when you’re an adult, you can win without even competing.I also made arrangements with a local debate powerhouse to help coach BDL kids next year. Since they offer debate as a class, they always end up with a few kids who are well trained but don’t want to

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112985660025694762005-04-08T14:29:00.000-04:002005-04-08T14:41:00.026-04:00

Finishing up a really shitty day - at least there will be wine to round it out.I shouldn't be this furious - a consultant I work with at the school told me today that she was in an ILT meeting at another school where I specifically came up (she was telling them about a new process I had implemented in senior advisories to teach personal responsibility)... and it's a school I'm applying to.... and

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112896320196565372005-04-07T13:47:00.000-04:002005-04-07T13:52:00.196-04:00

I'm thinking of renaming my blog/buying a domain name. I'm having a total creative block. For the domain - I want to have my blog, a space for my pictures, a few other quirky things, and probably a space for teacher-y stuff (resources, lesson plans, password protected areas with student products and pics associated).Help?

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112791729646241812005-04-06T08:46:00.000-04:002005-04-06T08:48:49.650-04:00

I didn’t want to walk into school this morning. I got myself so heated over exhibitions on my way in - I was just dreading it. Yesterday I found out that I am required NOT to do a big project with my students for their senior exhibition. Apparently we only do exhibition so that it looks good to outside people. Rather than let me teach my kids the skills to go to college and do original

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112751503194288802005-04-05T21:38:00.000-04:002005-04-05T21:42:56.536-04:00

am socially having a great week.received a job offer for next year (the first interview I've gone on).have ruined the zen-like place I had found in dealing with my boss and want to start throwing things again, even though her exceptionally low standards for my students means I'll have plenty more free time this spring.finalized the college visit trip for my kids, but we have a huge fundraising

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112627541499416652005-04-04T11:10:00.000-04:002005-04-04T11:12:21.500-04:00

So, of course, Snow seconds the motion.Gotta love the girls.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112580493745675612005-04-03T22:07:00.000-04:002005-04-03T22:08:13.746-04:00

There was debating, there was drinking, there were the best girl friends ever, there was major hangover action, there was lots of accommodating, there were friends falling for other friends, there was drunk dialing, there was lots of love and happiness, there were cinco de drinko plans made, there was beautiful weather, and there was a longing to be around these people that I love so much so much

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112323706654456132005-03-31T21:48:00.000-05:002005-03-31T21:58:56.180-05:00

I feel like I've used this title before.Today, one of my juniors asked me flat-out if I would be back next year. Being a person who only lies under duress, I answered, "no - probably not." There was a long, heated conversation after that. I was shocked at how upset they were - I didn't think they cared that much about any teacher, and certainly didn't think they thought about teachers in the

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112223052973796642005-03-30T17:46:00.000-05:002005-03-30T17:50:52.973-05:00

Spent three hours this afternoon finalizing details for the next three chaperoning excursions. States in two weeks, debate tournament the weekend after, then a trip to visit colleges with some of the juniors during April vacation.For this trip, we will be taking 10-15 students to NYC for one night (4/19) and DC for one night (4/20 - shuddup, don't even think about it!), then returning via bus

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112020938889297062005-03-28T09:42:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:42:18.890-05:00

These posts are straight-up gushing. Not for people who are nauseated by my sappier side. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112020860341083062005-03-28T09:41:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:41:00.340-05:00

the pile of linens the coalition lovingly refers to as "Mount Everest". By the end of the two days, we cut this pile by over one half! They said we did more in the first 45 minutes than a group of 75 suburban prep school kids in an entire day last week. They loved us so much they are trying to figure out internships for some of our kids. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112020761080802322005-03-28T09:39:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:39:21.080-05:00

uh, get your community service on. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112020709324292772005-03-28T09:38:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:49:07.906-05:00

My rockstar - Anthony. I got a digital camcorder from a grant earlier this year. During the senior serve-a-thon, I brought it to my site on Wednesday. I wanted to capture the other sites as well, so I asked the students where they would be the next day. Anthony said he would be at the Lee School. This is an entirely inclusion based elementary school (that means the classes are team taught

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112020502084986672005-03-28T09:35:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:35:02.083-05:00

he's awake! It's rare, I swear. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112020215225202362005-03-28T09:30:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:30:15.226-05:00

puttin' the smack down! 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112020136447653562005-03-28T09:28:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:28:56.446-05:00

yeah, we get a little goofy sometimes. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019987093572742005-03-28T09:26:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:26:27.093-05:00

yup yup 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019935389985282005-03-28T09:25:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:25:35.390-05:00

Where are the teachers?! They don't need us - they dug in and got to WORK. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019824408900682005-03-28T09:23:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:23:44.406-05:00

I'm the king of the mountain!! 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019739638745822005-03-28T09:22:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:22:19.636-05:00

we filled up all the shelves, so the boys lined up desks waiting for homes to hold the folded and sorted linens. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019666033890522005-03-28T09:21:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:21:06.033-05:00

Happy from a hard day's work. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019224690158552005-03-28T09:13:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:13:44.690-05:00

Once we finished, Jose used all of the empty space we created to do a flip. Yeah, here he is - in midair. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019147610638672005-03-28T09:12:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:12:27.610-05:00

Once we finished at our site, some of the kids came with me to help out at Sam's. They were painting three rooms in a shelter for women with small children who just came out of rehab. Sam was slacking, but the kids were... 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019079290150122005-03-28T09:11:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:11:19.290-05:00

Hard at Work! 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112019003547249162005-03-28T09:10:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:10:03.546-05:00

Hard at Work 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1112018958269498032005-03-28T09:09:00.000-05:002005-03-28T09:09:18.270-05:00

my favorite of the mural characters. 

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1111981474988402872005-03-27T22:44:00.000-05:002005-03-27T22:44:34.990-05:00

my aunt gave me an easter card today. in it, you see the back of a girl and her cat sitting next to her. the bubble above the little girl's head said, "I hope the easter bunny has a basket of goodies!" the bubble above the cat's head said, "I hope he has a limp."i will be back soon, once this food coma has passed. ok, so not so soon. but eventually.

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1111702466050798372005-03-24T17:11:00.000-05:002005-03-24T17:14:26.050-05:00

Senior Serve-a-Thon kicked my ass.The kids were amazing.Pictures to follow, but I need a nap and a quick shower and to be out of the house within the hour.And I need to be better about making it home at night!My kids make me so happy sometimes. But, I will reiterate what I've said before - you can keep the honors brats. The self centered little AP kids acted like this work was beneath them (not

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1111548325369315342005-03-22T22:26:00.000-05:002005-03-22T22:25:25.370-05:00

Nature abhors a hero. For one thing, he violates the law of conservation of energy. For another, how can it be the survival of the fittest when the fittest keeps putting himself in situations where he is most likely to be creamed?This past weekend, an off duty corrections officer from my neighborhood was killed while trying to break up a fight in Charlestown. It didn’t really register with me

andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10889416757523801618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3469996.post-1111526024414937452005-03-22T16:16:00.000-05:002005-03-22T21:00:09.846-05:00

Yesterday, our senior serve-a-thon t-shirts arrived. I was so excited, I started hugging the boxes in the main office. Two of my boys came over and offered to carry them somewhere for me. They carried them up to the classroom I share with Sam. She was still giving seniors their service assignments in the auditorium, and I was locked out of our room... so I stood there and fidgeted with the tape

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