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Name: Lisa Country: United States State: Michigan Gender: Female
Interests: Mudding. Books: The Talisman, Black House (King, Straub). Authors: Stephen King, Joe Hill, Pat Cadigan, J.R.R. Tolkien, J.K. Rowling, Dr. Helen Morrison... and many others. Music: Annie Lennox, Queen, Live, Cat Stevens, B.B. King, Elvis, Stevie Wonder, Jimi Hendrix, David Bowie, Meat Loaf, and many, many others. Movies: Star Wars (original trilogy and parts of the new trilogy), Lord of the Rings, Requiem for a Dream, Labyrinth, When a Man Loves a Woman, Trainspotting, Velvet Goldmine, Ray, The Dark Crystal, The Last Unicorn, Shallow Grave, and as a genre, horror is my favorite. Directors: Quentin Tarantino, Wes Craven, Takashi Miike, John Carpenter, Rob Zombie (a relatively new appreciation), Jim Cameron, Ridley Scott, Sam Raimi, Stephen Spielberg, George Lucas (but NOT as a scriptwriter). Actors: Alan Rickman, Julian McMahon, Vincent D'Onofrio, Matthew Grey Gubler, Angelina Jolie, Sophia Loren, Ewan McGregor, Ian McKellan, Michael Gambon, Maggie Smith, Rose McGowan, and t Expertise: Studying Criminology/Psychology Occupation: Student, Mom Industry: Student of Criminology/Psychol
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| Jefferson Airplane--White Rabbit One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small, And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all. Go ask Alice When she's ten feet tall. And if you go chasing rabbits, And you know you're going to fall, Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar Has given you the call. Call Alice When she was just small. When the men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go, And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low, Go ask Alice; I think she'll know. When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead, And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's "off with her head!" Remember what the doormouse said: "Feed your head. Feed your head." School is killing me. I know it's the last semester at that school, but this sucks. I have so much reading, so many notes to take, so many study guides to prepare. Honestly, this is the worst semester I've ever had. I just have to keep repeating to myself "last semester, last semester, last semester." My sociology class has so much reading it's killing me. Then preparing study guides as I read.... bleh. Statistics is hell. The homework is lengthy and confusing. :( Biology is horrible, just because it's got a lab and we only take tests every 7 chapters-- that is lots of information for one test. Bleh. My saving grace is Creative Writing II... thank goodness for it, because I might go mad otherwise. ;) Anyway, the kids are fine, going through normal growth periods (which means Tony's rebelling, Jack's copying everyithing Tony does, and Billy (because of his autism) is just a free spirit, dancing through the house. I cannot tell you what it's like to wake up and then just wait for your kids to go to bed. ;) I love them dearly, but bless their hearts, they've more energy than a pack of wild dogs. If we let Billy do it, he'd just run in circles around the house, kitchen to dining room, to living room and back to kitchen! It's exhuasting. At least I love them and they're damn cute. Other than that, not much to tell. I'm going to go and chill out. Have a great day! -Lisa | | |
| Don't Fear the Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult All our times have come Here but now they're gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are Come on baby...don't fear the reaper Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper Baby I'm your man... Valentine is done Here but now they're gone Romeo and Juliet Are together in eternity...Romeo and Juliet 40,000 men and women everyday...Like Romeo and Juliet 40,000 men and women everyday...Redefine happiness Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are Come on baby...don't fear the reaper Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper Baby I'm your man...
Love of two is one Here but now they're gone Came the last night of sadness And it was clear she couldn't go on Then the door was open and the wind appeared The candles blew then disappeared The curtains flew then he appeared...saying don't be afraid Come on baby...and she had no fear And she ran to him...then they started to fly They looked backward and said goodby...she had become like they are She had taken his hand...she had become like they are Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
******************************************************* So after talking to my advisor, I do start EMU in the fall. I'd have been there a whole two semesters earlier if I hadn't had to drop out because of those two medical things, my back and the pneumonia (which was the WORST because I had completed 70% of my classes, my teacher kindly figured out for me). I'm scared of going to Eastern. It's bigger, it's more people, it's going to make me feel like I'm going to suffocate... THE SKY IS FALLING! At least I'll have completed the 3 in 1 program, which means I payed for tuition at WCC for 3 years, got my Associates, and will only need to pay for one year at EMU for my BA from EMU. After that, it's the masters. I've been thinking alot about whether I really want to do a double major, or whether I just want to stick with criminology and just get done, leaving psychology behind. *sigh* I love psychology. At the same time I -love- English. If I thought I'd do anything other than teach with an English degree, I'd make that my major. I've been urged by a couple of my teachers to do so... which only makes me want to scream and shake them and say "DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO MY HEAD!??" *chuckle* I want to major in English so badly, but I can't. It's not my future. Anyway, I got adjusted this morning and am still in pain, so am going to take off. Happy New Year to all of you. Even those I've disliked in the past, I don't have it in me, so I hope you are happy too. My life is quiet, loving, peaceful, and sweet - like chocolate. It's a perfect state to be in... pop a piece of chocolate, look good and hard at my life.... same sweetness. I wish you all the same. Be happy, be well, be at peace within yourself. -Lisa | | |
| It's winter break from school! Yay! Next semester will suck, but then I get the summer off before trapsing to Eastern (something I don't want to even think about right now). On December 12th, Tony's 14th birthday, I took him to a poetry slam. It was fun. My poem was about him, so he was naturally embarassed, but I think he liked hanging out with the 'college kids'. They all assured him that when he was older he'd look back on his mom's poem and be fond of the memory. All of the poems were great, save one woman that made us sit and listen to prose that went nowhere for about five minutes. But there were a couple of pretty girls there for him to blush over, and he seemed to have a good time. The kids had a great Christmas. They got tons of stuff. Wrapping paper and bows flew through the air, and we had a lovely Christmas feast. Sadly, poor Brian had to prepare it because my back is so bad. I'm back at the Chiropractor... at least I made it through the semester. This time, once he gets me fixed up, he'll want to see me every two months to keep me managed. It sucks, it hurts a -lot-, but enough about that. We went to Billy's ECDD Christmas party and I was so caught up in the wonder of him. He's come so far, and I do believe he -will- be ready for kindergarten next year! His biggest problem was Jack's biggest problem... speech. But with regular therapy, he'll one day come along to a point where Jack is now. They're both doing great, amazing in school. Anyway, gonna cut this short. My back hurts and I need to lay down again. Oh, I got A's again... 2 A-'s. :) -Lisa | | |
| The Miracle (Queen) Every drop of rain that falls in Sahara Desert says it all, It's a miracle, All God's creations great and small, the Golden Gate and the Taj Mahal, That's a miracle, Test tube babies being born, mothers, fathers dead and gone, It's a miracle, We're having a miracle on earth, mother nature does it all for us, The wonders of this world go on, the hanging Gardens of Babylon, Captain Cook and Cain and Able, Jimi Hendrix to the Tower of Babel It's a miracle, it's a miracle, it's a miracle, it's a miracle, The one thing we're all waiting for, is peace on earth - an end to war, It's a miracle we need - the miracle, the miracle we're all waiting for today, If every leaf on every tree, could tell a story that would be a miracle, If every child on every street, had clothes to wear and food to eat, That's a miracle, If all God's people could be free, to live in perfect harmony, It's a miracle, we're having a miracle on earth, Mother nature does it all for us Open hearts and surgery, Sunday mornings with a cup of tea, Super powers always fighting, But Mona Lisa just keeps on smiling,
The wonders of this world go on, It's a miracle, it's a miracle, it's a miracle, it's a miracle, The one thing we're all waiting for, is peace on earth and an end to war, It's a miracle we need, the miracle, the miracle, Peace on earth and end to war today, That time will come one day you'll see when we can all be friends, repeat ........
Yes! I live! I've just been so busy with school that I haven't given a proper update in a long, long time. So here it goes, and hopefully I don't lose the entire post, like I have too many times (which drives me just a little bit mad). Okay, the kids. Tony: Parent teacher conference apparently went great (it's the first one I ever missed, and that's just because I didn't know about it). But a few weeks later he's in a horrible downward spiral on his grades. I guess when he gets home, it's back to riding him, and making him study, even if he says he has no homework. So on the school front, not so great right now. But I only just found out about his current grade slipping. That's gonna stop. He's also had a couple of incidents that they called 'bullying' (the first I would not have called it that), but the last one, he got an in-school suspension because of picking on another kid. We're just going to keep talking. It seems to work as he grows more and more into a young man (he'll be 14 on Dec. 12th!!!). He's really a great kid though. He has a wonderful sense of humor, a gorgeous smile, his dad's hilarious emotive talking, interest in a broad range of things, alot of friends, and he's generally well behaved. He just has these little blips of stupid decisions that get him in deep trouble, or he thinks he can skate by because he's smart and doesn't need to do the work. He's going to go nuts when I tell him he has to bring all of his schoolbooks home every night. But, it's gotta happen. He watches me study my ass off. He's certainly got a good role-model in that capacity. He's just a teenager... and with that comes this kind of stuff, I guess. Really though, he's wonderful. Once we get over the teen angst period, I'm confident that he will be look back at the bumps in the road and see progress. Jack: Second grade is going great. He's reading above his grade level, has a ton of friends, and has had parent-teacher conferences that made me and his teacher tear up because of his sweet little heart. He's very caring about his fellow students, he gets awesome grades. Smart as a tack, this one. I worry that his heart is maybe a little too much like mine. When it's lifted it's like flying, when it's down it's like an earthquake. He isn't down often (usually when he has to say goodbye to Tony for a couple of weeks, someone hurts his feelings, or when he has to go to bed and he doesn't want to), but when he is, it's gut wrenching to watch. Luckily these sad feelings pass in a relatively short period of time, so it isn't prolonged depression or anything like that, but it's definitely something I am going to watch. Anyway, for Halloween he was a spider. I made a fun costume, and will try to get pictures posted sometime soon. He's really looking forward to Santa Claus! Billy: Bill's still in ECDD. They say they think he'll be ready for kindergarten next year, but I don't think he's quite there. His speech and social skills are still low on the autism spectrum. He IS understanding more, and asking questions, and interacting, and THAT is a blessing. He recently lost his first tooth and was so excited. It excited me too, because he may not need the oral surgery for his soft teeth. If the two on either side of that one fall out, we're golden. The decay hasn't gotten up into his big teeth yet. Same problem me, my grandmother, and my mother had. We're just telling him to wiggle those two teeth as much as he wants. ;) And he eats LOTS of apples. Of all my children, Billy's the one most likely to eat fresh fruit, though Tony can be counted on to go through a bag of oranges pretty darn quick. Let's see... oh! He loves the Wii. I'll talk about that in a sec, but he's a pro-level boxer with that thing, which makes us all stare, dumbfounded. Yes, I got the kids a Wii. I wanted them to get off of their butts if they're going to play video games, and it's the smartest thing I've ever purchased. They come out after a couple of games, sweaty, needing drinks... it's great. The only other systems we still have are the N64 and the VSmile. N64 just for Mario, and VSmile has learning games for Jack and Billy's age. It's great to see them active rather than drooling as they go through level 73. As for me, I'm going to be at Eastern this fall. I'm nervous as hell, but I have to do it. I'm going to have to take extra medication to get through it though, most likely. Being around my small campus is hard enough. The big one is going to make me feel like I'm drowning. Oh well, don't look at it, take it as it comes. Next semester is basically the three classes I just forgot to take along the way (for the three in one program), and one that I want to take. It should be... interesting. Statistics and Biology are going to kill me, I know it. Brian's doing well. He walks Billy to "The Little Gingerbread House" every morning, he waits with Jack for the bus, and on our weeks, we get up with Tony (though I'm usually in the shower). He cleans, he cooks, he gets the kids (and me) off of our schoolbuses and gets everyone settled in. He's amazing. If it weren't for him doing this, I couldn't do what I need to do. When I'm done, he's going back. He's very close to graduating anyway, so it won't take long. I think maybe three semesters. He's said he thinks he wants to teach in a program like Billy is in now. (AWWW!) He's so great with all of those kids, just wonderful, and having a special needs child, his empathy for other families would be tremendous. I hope he does it, also because there are no men that work in these programs around here! And a boy having a guy to look up to at such an early age, outside mom and dad's circle, would be great. Anyway, I'll write more soon. I'm up too late because it's too hot in here, but everyone else is cold! Bleh. Winter break is coming soon. Look out world! I'm about to turn into a couch potato. (After I deal with decorating. ;) ) Take care, Lisa | | |
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