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Wow, LJ?	[Dec. 17th, 2008\|02:09 pm]
So I haven't posted on here since January 12, 2008. That's almost a year ago. Just rereading that post made me laugh, things are so different now. Of course I still have my Camry, her name is still Erika, but she isn't running quite as well as before AND I have threatened to rename her POS (piece of shit) on multiple occasions, so I guess POS is more of a nickname. So much has happened since my last post. I don't even know where to begin. For one, I don't go to Delaware anymore. I took a semester off and now I am at Arcadia. I am actually loving school. My professors are among the best I have ever had and I am so motivated to work and do well, most of the time at least. I really care about my grades now, it's such a difference from Delaware. Socially, AU isn't that great, not gonna lie. But I'm there for the academics and so I think that's what I have to remind myself and keep telling myself. My semesters aren't as socially vibrant as they were at Delaware but maybe there's a direct correlation between that and my grades being better here. I'm about to turn 21. I'm so excited! I don't know if I really want to turn 21 though, I have a lot of friends who are younger and being 21 might make me feel like it's wrong to be hanging out with them, hopefully not though. I'm trying to plan a party, maybe a few, probably a few actually. It should be fun. I am teaching Hebrew School at Beth Am this year. I have a 6th grade class, they are wonderful. I really love teaching, it is so much fun and feels so natural and comfortable to me. I was thinking that last night as I was teaching. I didn't even get to the lesson I had planned for my one class because I asked them a question to start class and it turned into an entire class long discussion. As we were having the discussion I realized how much I have grown in my abilities to teach and it made me excited to see how I am once I finish with the education program at Arcadia. I taught an entire lesson yesterday that I did not prepare for or plan on, and yet, it went amazingly! I wasn't uncomfortable at all, I felt confident and strong in what I was talking about with my class. Teaching truly is amazing and I know that I am definitely in the right major. My semester ended yesterday, finals that is. My GPA is pretty good so far, still waiting on a couple grades but I am not anticipating anything below a B or B+. I really want to make Deans List and right now my GPA is a 3.65 and I need a 3.67 to make it so I am crossing my fingers! I think I can do it, I know I can. Anyway, a lot more is going on but I don't know if I want to post it here. Does anyone even read this anymore? I'm not really sure. If you do.. post me a comment so I can know! Haha Peace out
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hmm	[Jan. 12th, 2008\|11:50 am]
Well, it's been quite some time since I've posted in here. I've been very busy with nothing, but as strange as that sounds, its true. Last night I had to say goodbye to three of my best friends because they're all going back to college today or tomorrow. It was a really nice few weeks with them filled with many misadventures. I am hoping to visit them all this semester since I am home and Morgann even wants me to come this month (because she plans on having me down multiple times) I am 20 now, how weird is that? This was the one birthday that I was dreading and now that it has come and passed I kinda actually feel weird. I drive all the time now since I have my own car. My little blue Toyota Camry with a Delaware sticker on the back window. She's in desperate need of a paint job but hey, she runs. I wanna name her and right now it seems to be between "Erica" and "Little Debbie" Any opinions? Does anybody even read this anymore? Prove it to me :-p I think I'll start writing in here again.... it's kinda fun! Aight, tryin to get my day started. Peace
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[Apr. 9th, 2007|12:29 am]

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Here's something I've been working on for a bit. Let me know what you think? Thanks

“Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you, the class of 2006!” The phrase rickets through my mind and I remember that day as if it were yesterday. I remember that stage, the stadium clumped with clusters of people. Never full, nothing in Jenkintown is ever full. When you come from a town where the high school’s graduating class is forty-six kids, the word “full” is a stretch. The past twelve years of my life I had spent between those two brick buildings separated solely by a slim street. I remember the events that everyone always thought were so huge. I remember being promoted from third to fourth grade, how important we all felt as we graduated from the first floor of the elementary school to the second. I remember sixth grade graduation, how everyone felt so special. We lined up in height order to proceed into the auditorium inhabited by all our families. Andrew and I linked arms as we met in the middle and walked down the aisle, our feet fell in perfect unison. I remember the glare I received from Eliannah as I happily marched towards the stage with Andrew. It was a look of extreme jealousy, as if I had just stolen her man. So much history between us, but she couldn’t let it go. Best friends in fourth grade, a friendship so brutally destroyed by her dream to become “popular.” Weeks of practicing for this day and it was finally here. The entire class belted out the words to Seasons of Love and just like that, everything was over. We had graduated! I remember bursting into tears as soon as I found my parents in the crowd. Saved by the fire burning in my head, I was able to blame my tears on my illness; but secretly, I was really upset. I still can’t tell you why. Maybe it was the overwhelming idea of growing up. No longer was I an elementary school student, I had completed that chapter of my life and was about to start middle school. Maybe it was the fear of how this new chapter would affect my friendships. Even though we would all be traveling over to the high school together, the words middle school and junior high frightened me. How was I supposed to succeed in school if I didn’t even know what to call it? Was I in middle school now or was I a junior high school student? The years passed and as I got deeper into my high school career I discovered a lot about myself. I would constantly get praised by faculty for my strengths in writing and working with children. I began to realize that maybe listening to others was a good way to get ahead in life. I have always been my worst critic and so naturally, having people paying me compliments was hard for me. When I finally came around to accepting such compliments, my successes took off. I developed extremely close bonds with certain teachers and lost a lot of friends. Socially, Jenkintown was a very judgmental place. If you didn’t fit the robotic image of how a teenager is “supposed” to be like, you didn’t fit in at Jenkintown. While many tried for years to be accepted, I took a different approach. Instead of wasting my time trying to gain the approval of people who for whatever reason weren’t going to accept me for me, I looked elsewhere for friends. Through my involvement and participation in various other places, I was able to find my own group of friends. Being at a school where you don’t fit in and people see you as “not belonging” is hard but doable. Does a person’s popularity or acceptance in high school measure how successful they’ll be? I tend to think not. The real world doesn’t reward or cherish people because they are attractive or well liked by others. Maybe that’s true in terms of celebrities, but not for everyone else. In the real world, success is measured by accomplishment and skill. The greatest people are the ones who know who they are and remain true to that. Those are the most successful and wonderful people in the world. Everyone else is doomed for a shallow and unhappy life.

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