<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:33:38.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of life's mysteries</title><subtitle type='html'>As the title reads above...it's a mystery...just lots of randomness here...potentially boring at times, but real...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1814423895072459557</id><published>2010-01-07T17:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:45:10.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>365 - Day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;365 - Day 7 - January, 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am extremely thankful for plans that goes as planned!  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having a little bit of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; with two of my Theatre I classes; I did a rewind, and it worked!  I have had little participation and decided to go back to some activities, warm-ups, and games that we did much earlier in the year.  Thankfully I got almost everyone to participate!  It was a great sense of accomplishment. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1814423895072459557?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1814423895072459557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1814423895072459557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1814423895072459557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1814423895072459557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2010/01/365-day-7.html' title='365 - Day 7'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-8243892467842618090</id><published>2010-01-07T17:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:45:55.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>365 - Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;365 - Day 6 - January 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to berate myself, just realizing my expectations for posting daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;might've&lt;/span&gt; been a bit unrealistic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Buuuuuuut&lt;/span&gt;, to get to the point of my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for quiet, relaxing evenings with someone you love. Enough said. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-8243892467842618090?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/8243892467842618090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=8243892467842618090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/8243892467842618090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/8243892467842618090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2010/01/365-day-5.html' title='365 - Day 6'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-4991178418810053979</id><published>2010-01-05T16:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:46:19.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>365 - Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;365 - Day 5 - January 5th, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful for hugs. Thank you to each of my students who gave me a hug today. Sometimes that's all it takes to make your day better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-4991178418810053979?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/4991178418810053979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=4991178418810053979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4991178418810053979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4991178418810053979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2010/01/365-day-4_05.html' title='365 - Day 5'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-3161103402537943525</id><published>2010-01-04T22:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:35:34.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>365 - Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;365 - Day 4 - January 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work today, and to be honest...I was most thankful to not have students back yet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! It helps me to have at least one day back to work from a long break (sans students) where I can kind of get my head on straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though I LOVE my students....it was nice to be back at work before they came back so I could get back in the "groove" so to speak. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-3161103402537943525?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/3161103402537943525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=3161103402537943525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/3161103402537943525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/3161103402537943525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2010/01/365-day-4.html' title='365 - Day 4'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-4551882664421990161</id><published>2010-01-04T22:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:08:27.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>365 - Day 3</title><content type='html'>Guess I'm pulling double duty again...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I missed another day.  This journal isn't starting off so well, eh?  I need to get focused and committed.  I hate starting something and just allowing it to phase out...  I need to try harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Soooo&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;365 - Day 3 - January 3rd, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day really showed me how thankful I am for hot water!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...  It took me approximately 3hrs to boil enough water to take a bath and wash my hair.  Such a simple thing we take for granted.  So glad it got repair today (actually the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;)  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-4551882664421990161?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/4551882664421990161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=4551882664421990161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4551882664421990161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4551882664421990161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2010/01/365-day-3.html' title='365 - Day 3'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1783788060841573043</id><published>2010-01-02T19:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:26:43.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>365 - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;365 - Day 2 - January 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am very thankful for my parents.  I've been a bit under the weather for a couple of days, and whenever that happens, they are the ones I can count on.  They are always caring, concerned, and willing to help me in any way.  And for that, I am truly thankful.  Thank you mom and dad.  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1783788060841573043?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1783788060841573043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1783788060841573043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1783788060841573043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1783788060841573043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2010/01/365-day-2.html' title='365 - Day 2'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-5522294524102512519</id><published>2010-01-02T11:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:35:57.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>365 - Day 1</title><content type='html'>I'm a bit disappointed, but have good reason why I didn't post yesterday. I had a horrible sinus headache and couldn't move without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excruciating&lt;/span&gt; pain. :/ Great way to start off the new year, eh? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Amy, refocus...this is supposed to be a GRATITUDE journal, so keep it positive. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;365 - Day 1 - January 1st, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say that my first entry of thanks would have to be for my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. My life changed and improved beyond comprehension when I finally grasped the meanings of salvation and of having a relationship with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up being taught Christian values and believing in God, but as the bible says, even the devil believes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the moment I really understood what it meant to be saved happened when I was 23yrs old. In fact, 23 was a big year for me in a lot of aspects! Without venturing off on a tangent, I'll end this first entry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO thankful for my salvation and for everything the Lord has done and continues to do for me. I would be nothing without Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-5522294524102512519?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/5522294524102512519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=5522294524102512519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/5522294524102512519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/5522294524102512519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2010/01/365-day-1.html' title='365 - Day 1'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-3581851132622057054</id><published>2009-12-31T17:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:15:53.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"365"</title><content type='html'>I decided to start a gratitude journal.  And, what better place to post that than here on my blog. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jeez&lt;/span&gt; Louise, I haven't posted here since April.  That could mean many things...and unfortunately it does.  (I wonder if anyone reads these things anyway.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of my "gratitude journal", which I'm titling "365", is to find more positive in my life.  Over the course of the passed several months I have become increasingly negative and cynical.  I don't want my life to be that way.  So, beginning tomorrow, Friday, January 1st, 2010, I will be writing daily about at least one positive thing in my life that I'm thankful for...maybe more.  But let's not get too carried away here, eh? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is New Year's Eve.  I'm sitting at home currently watching a re-run of Seinfeld.  I can't get enough of this show.  It never gets old to me.  I rented a few movies to watch while I still have a few more days of my break from work.  Tonight I plan to begin reflecting, reassessing, and reevaluating my life.  I tend to get depressed when doing so, but I have promised myself I won't let emotions get the best of me.  I know I won't be able to complete this personal evaluation in one night, but a few steps toward that goal will feel like a huge accomplishment to me. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, signing off for now...tomorrow I begin my gratitude journal.  I'm excited about that.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon, blog, and anyone else who &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; read this. --Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-3581851132622057054?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/3581851132622057054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=3581851132622057054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/3581851132622057054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/3581851132622057054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2009/12/365.html' title='&quot;365&quot;'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-605185543454808987</id><published>2009-04-04T12:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:06:44.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted to this thing in almost a year.  And as I read over some of my last posts, I sit here rolling my eyes, a pinkish hue appearing on my cheeks.  Man have I changed.  I'm embarrassed about some of these posts.  They sound nothing like me!  I'm scared to go back much farther in the archive and read, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to come back soon and try to write more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-605185543454808987?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/605185543454808987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=605185543454808987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/605185543454808987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/605185543454808987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-2277336296081502196</id><published>2008-06-23T16:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:15:44.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much...</title><content type='html'>Not too much to say today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see some family last week.  Got to see my entire immediate family and even drove farther south to see my Grandma, an aunt, uncle, and one cousin.  It's good to see family occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home now and I know I need to start doing some work.  I need to organize a good bit at home and back in my classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start thinking of plays for next year and lesson plans and curriculum.  I shouldn't let myself get too bogged down in relaxing and get lazy this summer.  I need to keep my mind busy and active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a lot of bible study.  I read the entire book of Acts yesterday.  Bible study helps in many, many ways.  God reveals and reassures me with his overwhelming and indescribable gift of grace each time I open my bible.  That kind of peace is something you will NEVER find anywhere else...no matter how hard we all try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still having computer issues, but my computer is still running.  I have pop-ups all the time so that tells me I have viruses still.  I keep putting off cleaning the thing off and starting new.  I bought an external hard drive and have moved some files.  I really need to move everything to my laptop and just use it, but I guess I'm so conditioned to work on a desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lot of random thoughts...nothing spectacular or even interesting to read.  Maybe my mind will conjure up something stimulating for me to write about later.  Until then....adios...Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. - It's hot outside!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-2277336296081502196?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/2277336296081502196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=2277336296081502196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/2277336296081502196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/2277336296081502196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-much.html' title='Not much...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-189647782067795029</id><published>2008-06-14T11:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:24:46.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First 5K part II, and "The Happening"</title><content type='html'>Earlier this morning I participated in my first ever 5K walk/run. And, I did just that, I walked, and I ran...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. The funny thing is that I think I'm going to be in the newspaper! As I was registering I had a newspaper guy get my attention and then ask me my name and location for the paper. I never noticed that he took a picture of me. Pretty cool!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My competitive spirit came out big time! I had to pass a few people! Because I am competitive this old lady irritated me! She was at least in her mid-60s. She SOMEHOW got ahead of me AFTER I passed her. What the heck? I think she cheated and cut across on the trail!! She looked at me and smiled at one point. It kind of ticked me off. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... I shouldn't be competitive like that for a charity walk though, right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I felt so good after the race. I was completely soaking wet from head to toe, and not because I was sweating that much...it rained on us for about 1 mile.  I think it gave me a good challenge though...with the rain in my face and the wind slowing me down I still did it.  Go me!!  :-)  It really is a big accomplishment for me to take part in a race like that. I'm glad I did it. In fact, I'm ready to do another! Uh oh, I smell addiction! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went with some friends to see "The Happening".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began SO well, and grabbed you from the get-go...HOWEVER...at the end of the movie you are thinking to yourself, "What the heck? This is a let down, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shyamalan&lt;/span&gt;! What happened to "The Happening"?? You are so much better than this! It was anti-climatic and disappointing once they've revealed the ending. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;..... I had to watch Lady in the Water today to make up for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to see a funny reenactment that some friends and I did of a scene from the film, you can watch it on my friend's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;vlog&lt;/span&gt; page on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/toffer7000"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/toffer7000&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to run for now... have a great week, everyone (if anyone reads this that is :-) !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-189647782067795029?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/189647782067795029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=189647782067795029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/189647782067795029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/189647782067795029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-5k-part-ii-and-happening.html' title='First 5K part II, and &quot;The Happening&quot;'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-4587290019555168702</id><published>2008-06-13T14:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:47:27.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First 5K</title><content type='html'>I am doing my first 5k tomorrow.  I'm excited!  It's a charity run/walk for the Children's Advocacy Council here in my county -- it's to benefit children who have been the victims of physical and sexual abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out about it a couple of weeks ago, and haven't done any training for it, therefore, my first 5k will be a walk...haha.  Nothing to be ashamed of I don't think!  I'm just glad to be able to take part in it, and to contribute my time and money to a great cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write more later, but right now I'm going to meet some friends that I usually only get to see once a year.  Excited about that, too!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck tomorrow!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-4587290019555168702?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/4587290019555168702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=4587290019555168702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4587290019555168702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4587290019555168702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-5k.html' title='First 5K'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1149486141050437136</id><published>2008-06-09T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:43:55.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>I have such a wonderful feeling of calmness right now.  It's very peaceful and reassuring.  This feeling doesn't come along very often for me, so I'm really trying to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is due in part to having spent time with Jeremy last night.  He is a remarkable human being.  I admire and appreciate him for who he is more and more each time we talk.  He gives me a new zest for living.  He is always pushing himself to go farther, striving to do something new, or to improve himself in some way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each see the world a little differently than the other, but that's okay by me.  It makes everything more exciting.  And, don't most opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God places in our lives people that are different than us so that they and we ourselves can help supply one another with the missing pieces that we need in order to become a more complete person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of several students, friends, and associates that are my polar opposite!  But, they've enriched my life by our interactions.  Sure, it's frustrating at times, because communication is occasionally strained, and our perceptions are quite the opposite, but God's got a wonderful plan.  His plan is in place, and it's rock-n-rollin'.  He puts people in our lives for a reason; for a wonderful reason.  God is working ALL of the time...most of the time in ways that we don't even notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1149486141050437136?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1149486141050437136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1149486141050437136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1149486141050437136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1149486141050437136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/06/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-9191156642644342875</id><published>2008-06-08T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:07:54.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Usually I hate Sundays</title><content type='html'>It's been a pretty good day today.  I'm trying to learn NOT to hate Sundays.  It's a very long story why, but I've always been depressed on Sundays.  I think it's due to the fact that I used to be involved with a very legalistic church, then not, then questioning my faith, then realizing what I believe, then wondering what is next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it also has to do with my never feeling like I belong.  I know, pity party for Amy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not trying to make it a pity party.  I'm not trying to whine.  I'm simply expressing some thoughts, some feelings, some attitudes, some experiences that I've felt for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are conditioned by the "religious society" to belong to an organization, aka church and attend there on a weekly basis, and to immerse ourselves into that dogma and that community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt that I could do that.  Maybe it's a fear.  Maybe it's due to some events in my past.  I don't know why.  Maybe I will forever question that...who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today...today has been good.  I haven't worried about not belonging, not being a part of a community OF ANY KIND.  Maybe because it's summer.  Well, whatever the reason, I'm relishing the day, and the feeling that I have right now.  Afterall, it's about living in the moment, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-9191156642644342875?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/9191156642644342875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=9191156642644342875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/9191156642644342875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/9191156642644342875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/06/usually-i-hate-sundays.html' title='Usually I hate Sundays'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-2389969542357430372</id><published>2008-06-07T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T16:57:44.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When you want to help someone...</title><content type='html'>For some reason it's on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one person in particular, but several.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think that I'm so well put together that I think I know it all and I'm able to go out and save everyone and everything.  No, I'm no Superwoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...some people have been on my mind.  I've been thinking about them, and worrying about them, and wondering what I can do to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see someone doing something, making a choice, or just flat out living a certain way and you know it's not what's best for them, or what is right, and you want to scream out to them and show them the err of their ways, but you can't.  You're not sure how.  You're not sure the tactic.  And you're not sure the repercussion of your own actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't have it all together.  In fact, of most people in the world I'm probably the LEAST "put together".  But I love some people, and I want to see them live their lives to the fullest.  Maybe that's not my role.  Maybe I'm not the one to decide how or when that all comes together for them.  I'm probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can always see the way things truly are when you are outside the fish bowl and are looking in...that's when things are the most clear.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all that's left is to pray and hope...and do your dead-level best to be there with them and for them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-2389969542357430372?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/2389969542357430372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=2389969542357430372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/2389969542357430372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/2389969542357430372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-you-want-to-help-someone.html' title='When you want to help someone...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1989838138939944211</id><published>2008-06-02T03:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T04:12:01.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your mission</title><content type='html'>I heard a wonderful sermon yesterday. It's almost as if it were written just for me. However, I'm not that egotistical to think that it was...but at least I was able to glean some things from it...which I think is the purpose of all messages. We should all be able to gain something positive from any speech, sermon, message, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about making an impact. Your mission in life. How to find it. How to take hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 7 steps in the message. For some reason I feel compelled to share the message I heard.  All of these come from Matthew 10:5-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Take inventory of the gifts and abilities God has given you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Determine whom God has called you to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Articulate the heart of your message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Build your mission around helping people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Double-check your motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Surround yourself with loyal people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and #7, a biggie for me that I've dealt with a lot this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Be ready to step around rejection. (how to deal with those who reject you, criticize you, don't like you, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect you to read this blog and be profoundly affected by it, but I guess I just felt lead to share with someone the message I heard today. I'm hoping to apply some of these truths to my own life. I need to change a lot of things. I'm hoping this is a starting point. --Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1989838138939944211?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1989838138939944211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1989838138939944211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1989838138939944211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1989838138939944211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/06/your-mission.html' title='Your mission'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-4658299254027305300</id><published>2008-05-31T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:34:42.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so selfish.</title><content type='html'>I feel like such a selfish person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people are hurting and all I can do is think about myself and my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really deserve to burn in hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-4658299254027305300?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/4658299254027305300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=4658299254027305300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4658299254027305300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4658299254027305300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-so-selfish.html' title='I am so selfish.'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-4443095424913222717</id><published>2008-05-22T02:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T02:50:04.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What pushes you...</title><content type='html'>What kind of push do you need?  Sometimes we all need to be pushed.  Sometimes its the only thing it will take for me to get moving.  Some type of motivation... Motivation...that's what we call it in theatre.  Motivation to take action, to make a move, to DO.  Yep, that's what it takes.  And that motivation can come when you least expect it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-4443095424913222717?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/4443095424913222717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=4443095424913222717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4443095424913222717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/4443095424913222717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-pushes-you.html' title='What pushes you...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1380160089562556827</id><published>2008-05-08T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:29:35.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know...</title><content type='html'>...or IDK like the kids say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our Drama Club Banquet tonight...and IDK.  The kids said they had a good time, but I felt like a lot of things went wrong.  My first banquet at school...where I had to do ALL of the prep by myself...decorations, food, awards, slide show, prizes, etc...  It was difficult.  I'm so glad it's over.  I really hope everyone enjoyed themselves, but I'm hard on myself and feel like they didn't.  I don't even really want to get into the details.  It began at 1pm with problems with our slide show...and then other problems erupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.  It's over.  I'm thankful.  No one died, and it's closer to summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the worst attitude in the world.  I hope I have a better attitude tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday...ahhh, Friday...it's great because it's so close to the weekend, but it's also not good because it's so close to the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop writing right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight....Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1380160089562556827?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1380160089562556827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1380160089562556827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1380160089562556827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1380160089562556827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-956821295210636679</id><published>2008-05-05T22:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:55:18.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was a Monday, but ended a Friday...</title><content type='html'>Started off as a stressful day with those worries still trying to control my thoughts...  But the day ended nicely with time spent with a couple of great students of mine.  I'm really going to miss them over the summer and miss Leah next year as she is graduating.  In teaching you get close to kids, but I think in teaching theatre you create an even stronger bond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on getting everything together for the drama club banquet this Thursday.  I'm hoping it will be a good turn-out and that the kids will have a good time.  I hope I've planned things well enough, but I always stress no matter how much I plan.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;!  That's something that needs to change about myself.  Perfectionism is a good thing to a point, but when it threatens to interfere with your joy...well that's not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should stop writing and get to work on some things for the banquet.  I've still got quite a bit to do to get it all pulled together.  Okay, there I go worrying again!  I'm still growing...still learning...still trying...gimme a break.  ;-)  ....Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-956821295210636679?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/956821295210636679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=956821295210636679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/956821295210636679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/956821295210636679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-was-monday-but-ended-friday.html' title='Today was a Monday, but ended a Friday...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-5771045904959563068</id><published>2008-05-04T17:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:16:25.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>Worry consumes us. It begins with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stressor&lt;/span&gt; of some kind and then quickly builds into a worry...sometimes 2 worries, or 3 worries, or even more... Why can't we just trust God? Why do we allow doubt and fear to enter our minds, build a house, and spread out and make a home? We should just TRUST God. Man, it's hard to be human. It's SO hard to be what/who we are as humans, and to believe that God is in complete control. He longs to be there for us at all times. Sometimes we won't let him though, will we? We try to do it all ourselves. Besides, we're competent. We're strong. We're super-human and can do it all! Add one more project, one more job, one more responsibility. It's okay.  What else can I do for you?  Do you need help with that?  What do you need?  I can handle it, no problem! ....Well, I can't. I can't do it all by myself. I admit it.  I'm tired of even trying. So here I go, trusting you again, God.  Please forgive me for forgetting about you.  I'm stepping down now.  I need you to do it, because I can't. And, I thank you for being the one who can. I love you, Lord. Thank you.......Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-5771045904959563068?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/5771045904959563068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=5771045904959563068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/5771045904959563068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/5771045904959563068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/05/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-3073933806522267852</id><published>2008-04-22T23:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:58:41.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been awhile</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a while since I've written.  I'm not even sure why I'm writing now.  I don't really know what to say, so what's coming out is very unpremeditated.  25 more days of school and we are out for summer.  I'm loving that.  It's always hard to go from 90 to nothing though...  Maybe I should look for a part-time job for the summer.  I think I will.  One more work day this week and then it's off to Austin for a mini-vaca!  I'm more excited than I can explain.  I really NEED some time to get away from it all and just be somewhere different...doing something different.  I'm hoping it will rejuvenate me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-3073933806522267852?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/3073933806522267852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=3073933806522267852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/3073933806522267852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/3073933806522267852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2008/04/been-awhile.html' title='Been awhile'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-3104449737433002043</id><published>2007-02-03T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T08:58:30.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy and it's showin'</title><content type='html'>Well, I took yesterday off.  I felt like I was getting a bit frazzled and a little "mean" with the kids, so I decided I need to take a day to chill.  I've been really tired this week, too, so a day away from work was in order.  I feel some better.  I'm happy about this weekend!  I'm going to see my sweetie.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!!  :-D  But, before I do that, I gotta get some more work around the house done.  Sorry for the boring blog, just checking in, and it happened to be with some random thoughts... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... I'll try to elaborate and be a little more intriguing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; time. ;-)  But, until then...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-3104449737433002043?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/3104449737433002043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=3104449737433002043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/3104449737433002043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/3104449737433002043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2007/02/busy-and-its-showin.html' title='Busy and it&apos;s showin&apos;'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1690399387616005735</id><published>2007-01-23T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:02:57.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great rehearsal!</title><content type='html'>Tonight's rehearsal was REALLY good.  We did a lot of warm-ups, vocal exercises, and activities to get the cast out of their metaphorical boxes.  I'm pleased with how well they took to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;improv&lt;/span&gt; and direction I gave them.  I'm looking forward to doing more, growing more, and helping them to BECOME these characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TETA&lt;/span&gt; WAS AWESOME!  I learned some new things, but best of all I learned to think on a deeper level with some areas of theatre that I was already familiar.  It's SO cool to spend several days with people who ALL love and feel passionate about what you feel passionate about...what a great feeling.  It makes me giddy like a school girl.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm gonna end on that good note, hoping to have some nice dreams to end the night off with as well.  Get back with ya later...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1690399387616005735?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1690399387616005735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1690399387616005735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1690399387616005735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1690399387616005735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-rehearsal.html' title='Great rehearsal!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1202894993074700293</id><published>2007-01-18T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:41:46.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A slight change in plans...</title><content type='html'>Well, the unexpected winter weather has prevented us from leaving for TETA as planned.  No one expected the winter blast that we received Tuesday night/Wednesday morning.  The plan now is to leave around 11:30 today.  The convention is in Houston, so we'll miss today's sessions, but still have 2 full days to enjoy.  I'm excited!  :-)  Other exciting news today... I &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; received notification of permission to use &lt;em&gt;"The Shadow Box"&lt;/em&gt; for our UIL OAP.  I was getting a little nervous because I hadn't heard anything, then I had to make an amendment to our permissions which delayed it a little more.  But, I just opened up an e-mail from Samuel French saying that permissions have been mailed to me as of today.  Woohoo!!  It would've been pretty bad had they not granted me rights to use the play since I've already had auditions, cast the show, and had 3 rehearsals... haha  I'll be MUCH earlier in requesting rights for next year's show.  That's for sure!  :-)  Not much more news as of late...  This year is flying by though!  I want it to slow down some.  I have TOO much to do.  But, I guess I don't have any control of the speed/passing of time.  I'm just going to grab on tightly and enjoy the ride. :-)  Until next time...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1202894993074700293?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1202894993074700293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1202894993074700293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1202894993074700293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1202894993074700293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2007/01/slight-change-in-plans.html' title='A slight change in plans...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1958895696418491919</id><published>2007-01-16T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:10:31.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TETA is on the way!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I leave for TETA. This year it's in Houston. I'm really excited! I'm hoping to learn as much as possible during the sessions. Yes, I'm a nerd...you can say it, I don't mind. ;-) haha... Things are still going really well. It's almost scary how well they are going. I'm not going to worry about that though. I mean, I'm not saying things are perfect, but things are going well, and I'm thrilled! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really nice long weekend. It was cold outside, so I stayed in and cuddled with my sweetie and watched some movies. We were off for MLK Jr. day so I basically only had today with my students since I'll be leaving early in the morning on the TETA trip. OAP rehearsal tonight, OAP tech auditions this afternoon... Both of those went pretty well. We just finished blocking the play, so time to work on some stage business next. Woohoo!! (sorry, more nerd slipping out :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna run for now. I've got a lot still left to do before I leave for 4 days. Be back soon!...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1958895696418491919?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1958895696418491919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1958895696418491919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1958895696418491919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1958895696418491919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2007/01/teta-is-on-way.html' title='TETA is on the way!!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-8547635593155553226</id><published>2007-01-13T12:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T12:10:08.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SO happy...</title><content type='html'>Thank you Lord for blessing me so richly!!!  I feel like I've changed a lot even in just the past semester.  I am really, really happy right now.  I'm extremely happy with my new job.  I'm thinking I have the potential to get obsessed with it, so I'll keep a watch on that...haha  My outlook on life has changed...I guess that comes with getting older and wiser.  And, I only have God to thank for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-8547635593155553226?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/8547635593155553226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=8547635593155553226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/8547635593155553226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/8547635593155553226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-happy.html' title='SO happy...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-1685035702202806908</id><published>2007-01-06T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T15:42:42.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year, a new me?</title><content type='html'>I hope so... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reviving my blog.  I haven't posted in about 7 months.  I looked through old posts and laughed.  I've changed in just a year.  I'm glad.  I'm happy.  Things are good.  Will write more later... Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-1685035702202806908?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/1685035702202806908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=1685035702202806908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1685035702202806908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/1685035702202806908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='A new year, a new me?'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-115125806678527934</id><published>2006-06-25T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T12:54:26.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are looking up...</title><content type='html'>I've been suffering with an awful neck injury of some kind for going on 2 and 1/2 weeks now. It may have just been caused by stress, or from the fasting and build up of toxins, or from sleeping wrong...But whatever it may be, I'm still trying to remain positive because things are seeming to look up. I've recently realized that there is still some hope left out there for me. I'm really happy for Jeremy too, because he just got a new job. YAY!! Congratulations, JT! I hope he enjoys his new job and that it turns out to be something he loves. I pray everyday that God will guide him to finding his passion in a career and finding happiness in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel for the 2006 yearbook. I've got about 18 pages yet to submit, but most of the work on those is done...only some finishing touches need to be made. I will be SO happy when it gets done. I will finally be able to relax a little bit from that big stressor. I'm planning to go up to work on it some more today since I may be attending a workshop all day tomorrow....so, I need to run and get some things done around the house, and then get to work! Be back soon...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-115125806678527934?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/115125806678527934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=115125806678527934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/115125806678527934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/115125806678527934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/06/things-are-looking-up.html' title='Things are looking up...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114996207050024699</id><published>2006-06-10T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T12:54:30.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>38 hours...</title><content type='html'>Amazingly I'm not hungry.  I think I'm going out for a walk now...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114996207050024699?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114996207050024699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114996207050024699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114996207050024699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114996207050024699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/06/38-hours.html' title='38 hours...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114992335066690390</id><published>2006-06-10T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T02:09:10.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not here to gripe this time.</title><content type='html'>And the good Lord knows I've got a lot of crap going on, too... Just going to mention a positive thing...I'm on hour 27 of a fast, and still going strong. I may try to continue it longer tomorrow. I hope these herbs help, too. I'll post again later to let you know the results. Woohoo...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114992335066690390?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114992335066690390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114992335066690390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114992335066690390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114992335066690390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-here-to-gripe-this-time.html' title='Not here to gripe this time.'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114892600893946110</id><published>2006-05-29T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T13:06:48.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summatime!</title><content type='html'>Well, I made it. School is over. The yearbook isn't, but that's okay, it'll give me something to do to keep me busy the next couple of weeks. To be honest, I'm already a little bored. I'm used to working so hard and doing so much that being at a halt feels really strange. Hopefully I can unwind in the coming weeks, so I'm not so anxious to get things done with my life. I'm ready for some lazy days, but only when I can fully enjoy them... :-) Amy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114892600893946110?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114892600893946110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114892600893946110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114892600893946110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114892600893946110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/05/summatime.html' title='Summatime!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114826843486265901</id><published>2006-05-21T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:32:23.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>Whew! Made it to the last week of school. Yesssssssss! Only four more days with students, then a work day, then graduation. I'm looking forward to a breather pretty soon. The yearbook is coming along since we finally got our network drive fixed, but we still have a good bit to do. I hope to get a lot done this week, but I know after memorial day it's back to the grind with it. The school will be renovated this summer so I've gotta kick it in high gear and be done with the book by June. No pressure there! I'm back trying to eat a little better. I've just been drinking a lot of water, and cutting out sweets so far. Hopefully I can do more than that this summer when I have time to focus a little better. I'm gonna come back and write more later, once the dust has settled...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114826843486265901?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114826843486265901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114826843486265901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114826843486265901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114826843486265901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/05/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114662616620177468</id><published>2006-05-02T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:16:06.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So anxious...</title><content type='html'>...to finish this yearbook...and all I had today were computer issues that didn't get resolved. GRRR!!! It makes me nervous... We have so much left to do and so little time to do it in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114662616620177468?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114662616620177468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114662616620177468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114662616620177468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114662616620177468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-anxious.html' title='So anxious...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114610905050824963</id><published>2006-04-26T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:37:30.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much to say right now...</title><content type='html'>I've been busy with work as usual and busy contemplating life and my future...fun stuff...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114610905050824963?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114610905050824963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114610905050824963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114610905050824963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114610905050824963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-much-to-say-right-now.html' title='Not much to say right now...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114533430778518245</id><published>2006-04-17T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T12:39:37.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last time we saw Amy...</title><content type='html'>This evening while going through some old photos, I found some from years ago that I didn't even realize I still had. I couldn't help but reminisce. It's amazing how much we change over such a short period of time. I don't even recognize the person I used to be even 3 or 4 years ago. It's interesting to look back, but I'd never want to go back. I like who I am now. I'm a better person. I'm not perfect, and never will be, but I'm so much better than I used to be. I used to be such a weak and shy girl. I feel like I've come so far... I want to do more. I know I can be more useful in this world. I can only hope and pray that I reach my potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She said now begins forever&lt;br /&gt;And that no one knows their time&lt;br /&gt;We bid farewell not knowing&lt;br /&gt;That might be our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy was a fighter&lt;br /&gt;She cut like Casius Clay&lt;br /&gt;She burned like a fire&lt;br /&gt;Despite these rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where time was a question&lt;br /&gt;She only knew one song&lt;br /&gt;She's singing, "how far, how fast, how long?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Switchfoot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114533430778518245?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114533430778518245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114533430778518245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114533430778518245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114533430778518245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-time-we-saw-amy.html' title='The last time we saw Amy...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114506323705313073</id><published>2006-04-14T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:07:17.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 day weekends are heavenly...</title><content type='html'>I really enjoyed sleeping in this morning and getting some rest for once. Tomorrow I guess I'll be going shopping for a "prom dress". Woohoo...looking forward to that...*sarcasm* I am however looking forward to next weekend when my mom's side of the family will be having a reunion. I haven't seen my grandma in awhile and it'll be great to spend some time with her as well as others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is TAKS testing so not much in the way of lessons will be taught I'm sure. Hopefully though I can get some yearbook work and spreads done and submitted. I'm ready to be finished with the book, but there's still a good bit of work ahead of me. Hopefully I can keep up my momentum and the kid's so that we are able to finish it earlier than we did last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much more to say right now...just the usual going on...busy as usual, but trying to stay afloat and get it all done. I think we only have about 30 more days of school left. YAY!! I'm looking forward to this summer. Can't wait!!...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114506323705313073?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114506323705313073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114506323705313073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114506323705313073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114506323705313073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/3-day-weekends-are-heavenly.html' title='3 day weekends are heavenly...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114463726161653237</id><published>2006-04-09T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T22:20:05.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Rex sounds</title><content type='html'>I didn't know a person could be this tired...until now. Wow. I'm still managing to keep up though. Thank you, Lord!! I can't believe how hard the past two weeks have been. I'm thankful that I handled them the way I did. I think I did a really good job of taking care of the conflicts and my responsibilities. Go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I got to be with my sweetie for our anniversary...5 years. Even though the time we spent together was much shorter than what I would've wanted, it was wonderful. I can't wait to see him on Tuesday! I am so thankful and happy that I have him in my life. I love you, Jeremy. :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday wasn't so great...the outcome at least. The kids had an awesome performance at Area OAP...their best yet! I'm sad for them that they didn't advance. I think the judge really didn't know much about theatre, and I think she didn't know the play either. I also can't believe that last year's state champ didn't advance either...they didn't even get alternate! It's all just crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will also be crazy. Another busy week, but thankfully it's only 4 days long. We'll be off on Good Friday and we also have early release on Thursday...at 1:20. YAY!! But before that, oh yeah, got lots to do. Grades are due Tuesday. Spring pictures will be most of the day Wednesday, and yearbook spreads are due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go and get started on my crazy week. Be back later to let ya know how it all goes...stay tuned!...Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. - Happy Birthday to Grandma and my brother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114463726161653237?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114463726161653237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114463726161653237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114463726161653237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114463726161653237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/t-rex-sounds.html' title='T-Rex sounds'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114429400822206135</id><published>2006-04-05T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:26:48.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard day...</title><content type='html'>My goodness...what a hard day today was... I felt like the equivalent of a week's worth of work, problems, assignments, and issues were crammed into a single day! Thank goodness it's over. I dealt with another picture day, crabby parents, and problem causing students. I'm spent. I actually can't believe that there are two days still left in this week. Two days too many. Tomorrow I'll be in ARDs all day. That means very little work that I need to do will actually get done. In fact, I'll be surprised if any of it gets done. Saturday is Area OAP, another early day that will end very late. I guess my only day to rest will be Sunday. Here I go complaining again. Sorry about that... I'm going to close on this. Be back soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you terribly, Jeremy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114429400822206135?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114429400822206135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114429400822206135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114429400822206135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114429400822206135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/hard-day.html' title='Hard day...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114420298028057472</id><published>2006-04-04T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:37:35.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty good day</title><content type='html'>It took me awhile to get going this morning. I'm extremely tired... I've taken naps the past couple of days after work, but it hasn't really helped. Hopefully soon I'll get a chance to rest. I'm not losing hope!! But back to my day...once I did get to rolling, I felt like I was fairly productive. Our yearbook representative came this morning and worked with us for 2 1/2 hours and helped us out A LOT. He did some of the tedious work on our panel pages FOR us. He's awesome! I think we are at a good place in our production, but so much more work is ahead of us. I pray that I can keep the staff motivated and working hard for the next two months to get even more done before summer gets here. They, too, are getting tired. I think I'm going to run for now and get some rest. I'll write more soon...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114420298028057472?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114420298028057472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114420298028057472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114420298028057472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114420298028057472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/pretty-good-day.html' title='Pretty good day'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114412011928096206</id><published>2006-04-03T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:08:39.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daylight savings...</title><content type='html'>I love this time of year when the days are longer and the sun doesn't go down until around 8 or 9pm. I feel like I'm able to accomplish more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was very much like other days at work, only I felt slightly off kilter due to the time change. I'm sure it'll take a week or so for everyone to adjust. Life and work are still crazy and hectic, but I'm managing. This week should be fairly busy with our yearbook rep visiting tomorrow, pictures all day Wednesday, and our Area OAP competition on Saturday. One of these days I know I'll get a break, but I don't think it'll happen until after school is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend beat me to the punch when he posted a song he's been listening to recently. Oh well, I'm gonna post mine, too, JT. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a beautiful song that I identify with so well. I've heard it twice at church in the past three weeks so I know other people love it as well. If you haven't heard it before you must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Voice Of Truth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of faith it takes to climb out of this boat I'm in&lt;br /&gt;On to the crashing waves&lt;br /&gt;To step out of my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is&lt;br /&gt;And He's holding out his hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The waves they keep on telling me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, you'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never win."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"&lt;br /&gt;And the voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant&lt;br /&gt;With just a sling and a stone&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors&lt;br /&gt;Shaking in their armor&lt;br /&gt;Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;br /&gt;But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The giant keeps on tell me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again, "Boy, you'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never win."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"&lt;br /&gt;And the voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the stone was just the right size&lt;br /&gt;To put the giant on the ground&lt;br /&gt;And the waves they don't seem so high&lt;br /&gt;From on top of them looking down&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with the wings of eagles&lt;br /&gt;When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Singing over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;br /&gt;And the voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"&lt;br /&gt;And the voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will listen and believe&lt;br /&gt;I will listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;I will listen and believe&lt;br /&gt;Cause Jesus you are the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Casting Crowns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114412011928096206?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114412011928096206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114412011928096206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114412011928096206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114412011928096206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/daylight-savings.html' title='Daylight savings...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114403337635575420</id><published>2006-04-02T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:02:56.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's questions...</title><content type='html'>I'm one of them, and I'm constantly asking them. I've always been very inquisitive, even as a child. I always wanted to know, "Why?" It's supposed to be the best way to learn about the world, and yourself...asking questions that is... How else will you learn those great mysteries that most people spend their entire lives trying to figure out?  I have a lot yet to learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest questions I have and have had for &lt;strong&gt;years&lt;/strong&gt; is..."Why don't I have the life I want to have?" That's a pretty selfish question I guess, although I think we all feel that way at some point in our lives. I guess I can sit here and whine and gripe about the life I don't have and how it seems so out of reach, but I won't. Everything happens for a reason. There is a purpose in all things, however, it's taken me years to come to grips with the fact that for some of those things I will &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; know the reason.  I've got to leave it up to God. He knows my heart...much better than I do, that's for sure. He knows what I want, He knows what I love, what I yearn for, what I need, and He wants to provide for me all of those things and more. I've studied the bible enough to be positive of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm having another one of those "awakening" moments, those "jarring" experiences where you're brought back to a reality that you've tried to push out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church tonight was amazing. I couldn't help but to shed tears during the testimonies I heard and during the partaking of the Lord's Supper. I like this church. I love the approach they take with communion and the extreme importance, care, and more than anything the time they take in making it what it's supposed to be...a remembrance. There was also a video clip played that showed the death of Jesus...in preparation for this Easter season. After that, how can I ask "Why don't I have the life I want?"...? Jesus trusted and obeyed, and I have to also. I am a child of God, a little lamb that I know He would never lead astray. He has promised me that. All I can do is follow Him. Please, Lord, give me the strength to endure what you have in front of me...whatever that may be. I know you have the best of the best ready for me and I thank you for that, and for everything. Help me to be like you. In your son's holy name I pray. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114403337635575420?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114403337635575420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114403337635575420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114403337635575420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114403337635575420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/lifes-questions.html' title='Life&apos;s questions...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114392873379767407</id><published>2006-04-01T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T15:58:54.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy April Fool's Day</title><content type='html'>Time is flying this school year. It's amazing that it's already April. I can hardly believe it. It's crunch time for me. From yearbook spreads to OAP rehearsals to multimedia...my life is busy. My cup runneth over. Thank you, Lord for that. Sometimes I don't know what I'd do with myself if I weren't so busy. Idle time and all ya know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything at work is going well...well, maybe not everything, but the most important things are going well, i.e. students and my classes...My yearbook students are hard at work and I'm soon going to have to pick a new staff for next year. This year I've had more applicants than ever before. Approximately 25-30 students have applied with only 14 slots available. The competition will be stiff. If I end up not doing yearbook next year I can honestly say that I'll miss some of those kids. One in particular has made the year worthwhile for me. It's great to see the growth and changes this student has made over the past two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our OAP will be competing next Saturday in our Area competition. Wish us a couple of broken legs! I hope the kids give their best performance yet. That competition will be stiff as well! Area always seems to be a kick butt level in OAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the jist of my work life at the moment. It's basically my &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt; now. That's good in some aspects, but not so good in others. This summer will hopefully give me a chance to focus on myself a little more. We'll see how that goes. Updates I'm sure will be recounted here...Until then, I'm signing off...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114392873379767407?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114392873379767407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114392873379767407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114392873379767407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114392873379767407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-april-fools-day.html' title='Happy April Fool&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114300707903010557</id><published>2006-03-21T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T00:06:12.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the grind...</title><content type='html'>Spring break is over, so that means back to the daily grind for me. Not that that's a bad thing. My kids were really good today. They got good notes from the sub yesterday while I was at OAP contest. I'm thankful for that. About the contest...Ohhhh yeeeeeaaaaahhhh, we swept it in number of awards and are advancing to the Area contest!! YAY!! I'm soooo proud of the kids. They've worked so hard and they put on a great performance yesterday. CC's contest is Thursday. I'm looking forward to seeing his kids perform and their competition. I'm excited for them! They have a beautiful show and I hope they go far with it. It will soon be March 22nd and there is SO much still left to do before I can finish out the school year. This is the fastest part of the year, not to mention the busiest! The countdown has begun!...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114300707903010557?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114300707903010557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114300707903010557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114300707903010557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114300707903010557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the grind...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114211749293638935</id><published>2006-03-11T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T16:51:32.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a deep breath</title><content type='html'>Spring break, a time to take a short breather from work...well, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday and I got to sleep in...that felt great.  I just finished some walking and running.  I'm out of breath, boy am I out of shape.  I'm looking forward to seeing J tomorrow.  At least I think I'll be seeing him; we haven't finalized any plans yet.  Seems like it's been forever...  On Wednesday OAP will be going to our second clinic near Dallas.  More rehearsal after that, and then contest the following Monday.  The kids are doing great.  I'm proud of their progress and their dedication.  On top of that, I HAVE to build a new unit for my Multimedia classes.  My yearbook staff is make big progress on the book, and they have been great as well.  I've got a really good group this year.  They are creative as well as intelligent, sweet kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also spent several hours today working and studying on advancing my career.  Those of you that know me well know what I'm talking about.  I'm hoping and praying this coming year will be the year it happens for me.  I'm ready.  Deep breath...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114211749293638935?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114211749293638935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114211749293638935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114211749293638935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114211749293638935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/03/take-deep-breath.html' title='Take a deep breath'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114161324397704995</id><published>2006-03-05T22:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:45:57.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for East Texas!</title><content type='html'>Thank you, God, for East Texas...and trees!!...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114161324397704995?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114161324397704995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114161324397704995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114161324397704995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114161324397704995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/03/thank-god-for-east-texas.html' title='Thank God for East Texas!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114101298378643100</id><published>2006-02-26T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:13:50.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going places?...</title><content type='html'>In 3 days I'll drive for 8 hours, to a city over 400 miles away, and spend 4 days with 7 males. Sounds like fun, huh? I'm pretty neutral about it. It'll be fun to get away, but I'm not looking forward to the long drive. I hope the kids take this contest seriously. It's costing us a little over a thousand dollars just for our hotel, not to mention meals, travel, and registration costs.  All together the trip will cost just under $2,000.  Yeowch!&lt;br /&gt;This school year is going by quickly. I'm really happy about that, but still very uncertain about the future. I know I have almost no control over it, and that's hard for a control freak to come to terms with... Still, I'm trying to be positive, but that also is difficult. If I can manage some neutrality there; I'll be doing great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114101298378643100?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114101298378643100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114101298378643100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114101298378643100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114101298378643100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/02/going-places.html' title='Going places?...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114066483506608309</id><published>2006-02-22T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:20:35.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking is no good</title><content type='html'>All this thinking isn't doing me any good.  I'm coming to realize I may never have some of the things I want.  Sad, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114066483506608309?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114066483506608309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114066483506608309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114066483506608309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114066483506608309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/02/thinking-is-no-good.html' title='Thinking is no good'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114049511582000348</id><published>2006-02-20T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:46:05.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been having very detailed, very strange dreams. Not that I don't normally have weird, wacko dreams, but these have been unusual and unusually detailed. I've also delved back into thinking about the dreams I have in my conscious world. Sometimes I wonder if they too are as foreign as those I experience in my slumber. Don't get me wrong, I'm not whining or complaining, only trying to be realistic and attempting to bring into focus some areas of my life that have, for the past several months, remained a blur. I've been numb for months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long you chase after a dream? To what extent do you continue to occupy your mind with thoughts of these seemingly lofty aspirations...especially when they have in no way, shape, or form even begun to materialize. How do you know you'll be able to attain that which you wish so hard to be true? Many people dream and strive for years on end, only to eventually realize that their dreams will &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; come to fruition.  To me, that would be the ultimate in disappointments. How do I know that the dreams I have are meant for me? I suppose while we are still dreaming we'll never know, we just continue on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that 28 is still very young, but I am at an age where I should be thinking about certain things in my life. Compared to my peers, and even those younger than myself, I am "behind" in a lot of areas. I'm sure they don't waste their time sitting around thinking that about me, but nevertheless it's a fact. I'm not married. I have no kids. I'm not happy in a career; nor is it stable. It would appear that I don't measure up. I know that I'm not in a race, and I don't typically compare myself to anyone, much less "so-called peers", but still it makes me think... I'm afraid my thoughts aren't coming together in quite the ways I would like them to, mostly because I'm in the midst of all of this "thinking" that I can't clearly express myself in words. I will return and write more when I've gathered my thoughts...Until then...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114049511582000348?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114049511582000348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114049511582000348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114049511582000348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114049511582000348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-114031090234455838</id><published>2006-02-18T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T19:01:42.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since I've posted. I guess I've been busy. I recently completed my teaching evaluation, have been helping with OAP, spending time with my honey, and working and working. Right now it's freezing here. I think winter finally arrived. I'm going to try and warm up. I'll write more when I feel more inspiration... or agitation. ;-) ...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-114031090234455838?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/114031090234455838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=114031090234455838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114031090234455838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/114031090234455838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113907888806060119</id><published>2006-02-04T12:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T13:26:54.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>1st Saturday at home in ages! I love it! Slept till noon (no, I'm not ashamed of that, thank you very much), still in my jammies, doing some housework, enjoying being by myself...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113907888806060119?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113907888806060119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113907888806060119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113907888806060119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113907888806060119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/02/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113859737865922951</id><published>2006-01-29T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T23:15:37.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>H-E-C-T-I-C</title><content type='html'>What does it spell?! Having - Exhaustive - Crazy - Times - Increasing - Constantly!  Talk about one crazy life! Between BPA and TETA, and OAP coming up, I've been pretty much consumed with acronyms! I just got back from TETA last week. That was a blast! Thanks again, CC, for asking me to go and most of all for paying for everything! Wheeeee! It was a great experience that I'll never forget. And, this weekend was BPA. Everyone had a good time. The kids did a great job with their events. I'm proud of them. I have 5 that will be competing at State level in a month. I'm exhausted to say the least! There's more I want to say, but I will wait until I have regained more of my faculties...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113859737865922951?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113859737865922951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113859737865922951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113859737865922951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113859737865922951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/01/h-e-c-t-i-c_29.html' title='H-E-C-T-I-C'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113747523030292153</id><published>2006-01-16T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:20:30.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't worry?  Be happy?</title><content type='html'>I know I shouldn't do it. I know it's not good for me. I know it doesn't help anything. I know it only hurts everything. If I know all of these things; why do I still do it? Am I stupid? Do I have short-term memory loss? Do I enjoy torturing myself? I just don't get it. I trust God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The following is a pathetic attempt to solve my seemingly endless sadistic self-treatment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Am I stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Do I have short-term memory loss?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: My students would say yes. My inclination is no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Do I enjoy torturing myself?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Apparently so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without realizing it, I get so caught up in it all...absolutely everything. Details. Generalities. Problems. Triumphs. Failures. Successes. Disappointments. Breakthroughs. Smiles. Tears. Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; thought I would be that way. I've always prided myself on being in tune with the world and everything around me. I've always thought of others first and put others before myself. But suddenly, out of nowhere, I realize that I've let &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; envelope me into this tiny bubble where only &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; matter. And, as it turns out, I'm suffocating myself in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; oxygen...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113747523030292153?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113747523030292153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113747523030292153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113747523030292153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113747523030292153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-worry-be-happy.html' title='Don&apos;t worry?  Be happy?'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113722842027618644</id><published>2006-01-14T02:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T02:54:00.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I quit.</title><content type='html'>Not my job, not life, but I quit the play. There were conflicts. The biggest of them being the State BPA contest and opening weekend. They were one and the same. It's probably best. I'm too busy with work anyway. I feel bad that I let the director and cast down though. I'm sorry. I hate letting anyone down. I know I need to use any extra time I have to prepare for directing and not acting since that's what I really want to do next. I hope God sees fit for me to be able to do that starting this fall. It's something I've wanted badly for a few years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard times are everywhere. I'm trying my dead-level best to try and remain positive and not let circumstances get me down. So far so good actually. God is making me stronger each day. I know that. I feel it. Every where I look and every time I turn around, someone I know and love is going through at least one major difficulty, if not more. In a sick way it's sort of comforting to know that I'm not alone in that, but at the same time it hurts me to see the people I love hurting. I wish I could help them more. I just don't know how. The only things I can do at the moment are to be supportive, loving, and pray for them daily. I'm trying my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt; note, I'm going to TETA on Wednesday. I am really excited about that. It's a big opportunity that I know I need to make the most of. Thanks to one of the best friends anyone could ever ask for, aka CC...I have an all-expenses paid trip to Austin to attend the biggest theatre conference in the U.S. There will be tons of workshops and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fair. I am SO there. I need to make connections, good impressions, and more money. So selfish I know... I justify it by saying I haven't focused on myself in a long time. It's time for "me time". If I'm ever going to get to where I want to be; I need to make a running start. It's all dependent on God and the choices I make. Please God, I need your help on this, because I certainly can't do it alone. I'm leaving it all in your hands. Thank you, Lord, for &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;. In Christ's name I pray, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113722842027618644?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113722842027618644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113722842027618644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113722842027618644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113722842027618644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-quit.html' title='I quit.'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113687175540188345</id><published>2006-01-09T20:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T23:42:35.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate headaches!</title><content type='html'>So...what could be the culprit(s)...let's think....let's dissect my recent lifestyle and diet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy's recent diet&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Much less sugar&lt;br /&gt;*Much less caffeine&lt;br /&gt;*Less fat&lt;br /&gt;*More veggies&lt;br /&gt;*More fruit&lt;br /&gt;*More vitamins, minerals, and herbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy's recent lifestyle:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Busy as usual&lt;br /&gt;*Stressed as usual + more due to the time of the year at school and my responsibilities building&lt;br /&gt;*Sinus infection all weekend&lt;br /&gt;*Worked out less due to being sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...whaddaya think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113687175540188345?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113687175540188345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113687175540188345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113687175540188345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113687175540188345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-hate-headaches.html' title='I hate headaches!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113652313189981645</id><published>2006-01-05T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:52:11.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love theatre!</title><content type='html'>Tonight was the read-thru for the new play I'm in. It was a good time. I already like most of the people I'll be working with! The read-thru took about 2 1/2 hours, but I'm sure when memorized and onstage it will be around an hour and a half to an hour and 45 minutes. This is SO much fun! I love theatre!! Another exciting thing to happen today is that I decided to go to TETA. I've been wanting to go so badly, so I finally just bit the bullet and made the decision. It was a hard one, because of the timing and all. It falls the week before our BPA contest. But, so many students have had conflicts with the contest date that it'll only be a small group going, so I think I'll have enough time to work with them and prep before the 27th. YESSSS!!!! Austin here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Status on my New Year's Resolutions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I've been eating a salad a day. With tomatoes, too, JT!&lt;br /&gt;* I cut back on my sugar intake. (HARD!)&lt;br /&gt;* I've been praying more lately, but I need to study the Bible more. :-(&lt;br /&gt;* I haven't done much exercise. That one I need to improve upon also.&lt;br /&gt;* I've been doing a lot of research lately on natural cures, so I've bought and am taking vitamins and minerals.&lt;br /&gt;* I'm brushing and flossing my teeth more often. I'm going to beat those cavities myself! Darn money grubbing dentists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad I suppose, considering it's only Jan. 5th. Small changes. Baby steps. That's what's best and that's the best I can do. :-) ...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113652313189981645?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113652313189981645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113652313189981645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113652313189981645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113652313189981645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-theatre.html' title='I love theatre!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113643928130716289</id><published>2006-01-04T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T23:34:41.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5083/1707/1600/TXNKRBMT2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5083/1707/320/TXNKRBMT2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Congratulations Texas Longhorns!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;National Champions 2006!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113643928130716289?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113643928130716289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113643928130716289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113643928130716289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113643928130716289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/01/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO!!!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113626638715069013</id><published>2006-01-02T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:33:07.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>2006! I'm hoping and praying for a great new year. It's a chance to make changes, improve oneself, and contribute more to this earth and this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote down a few resolutions, and I plan on breaking them down and elaborating on them more in the future...as a way to keep myself on track and be more successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, here are my resolutions for 2006. I still have the rest of the month to put these and others in concrete, right? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Take better care of myself physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. (wow, that pretty much sums them all up, eh? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do more for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Worry less!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Begin financial planning for the future - savings account, IRA, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are able to keep your own resolutions...if you have any. Thanks for reading...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113626638715069013?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113626638715069013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113626638715069013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113626638715069013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113626638715069013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113574630068534769</id><published>2005-12-27T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:30:01.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things about me</title><content type='html'>In case you wanted to see them all together in a list... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;00 things about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I’m the youngest of three.&lt;br /&gt;2. I’m the only girl.&lt;br /&gt;3. I’ve always wanted a younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;4. But I don’t know how to relate to females.&lt;br /&gt;5. Therefore most of my friends are male.&lt;br /&gt;6. Therefore I don’t know how to shop, decorate, or do many other “girlie” things.&lt;br /&gt;7. I also don’t mind.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love ice cream…too much.&lt;br /&gt;9. My favorite is vanilla with Reese’s butter cups.&lt;br /&gt;10. My mother named me after my great grandmother, Amy and my uncle, Randy.&lt;br /&gt;11. My middle name is Maranda, not Randy.&lt;br /&gt;12. I’ve broken 4 bones in my lifetime; my right forearm and 3 toes.&lt;br /&gt;13. My toes were breaks that happened during 3 different accidents, but I’m not uncoordinated or clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;14. I’ve played tennis since I was 12.&lt;br /&gt;15. I love it, and used to want to marry Andre Agassi.&lt;br /&gt;16. Actually I love all racquet sports. I play racquetball. I’m great at badminton, and I play some mean table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;17. I like most sports, but I can’t stand car racing. I mean, what is all the fuss about? You drive around a circle for a couple of hours, never getting anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love coffee.&lt;br /&gt;19. And tequila.&lt;br /&gt;20. It’s impossible for me to lie, and I’m too honest for some people.&lt;br /&gt;21. I don’t like roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;22. I have eight piercings.&lt;br /&gt;23. I have allergies…year round…it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;24. I’ve never flown in an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;25. I’m a messy person.&lt;br /&gt;26. I have the inability to organize which is why I think God made me a yearbook advisor.&lt;br /&gt;27. I love garlic and could eat it on almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;28. I’m an actress.&lt;br /&gt;29. I love theatre.&lt;br /&gt;30. I left it for computers at the age of 14, and now, 14 years later I am desperately wanting to leave computers for theatre.&lt;br /&gt;31. I’m weird.&lt;br /&gt;32. I want to learn how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;33. I’m addicted to the Food Network. It mesmerizes me.&lt;br /&gt;34. I love animals.&lt;br /&gt;35. I can’t have any where I currently live. :-(&lt;br /&gt;36. I think Seinfeld is the funniest comedy ever.&lt;br /&gt;37. I have dreams that I remember most every night.&lt;br /&gt;38. They are extremely weird and sometimes disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;39. I have a great sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;40. I’m hilarious…to myself.&lt;br /&gt;41. I have dimples.&lt;br /&gt;42. I save all greeting cards I receive from loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;43. They mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;44. I am a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;45. Thank you, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;46. I used to write poetry.&lt;br /&gt;47. I wish I was a better writer.&lt;br /&gt;48. I love to read.&lt;br /&gt;49. I love to swim, but my biggest death fear is drowning.&lt;br /&gt;50. Emode.com said my I.Q. was 147.&lt;br /&gt;51. I used to take gymnastics classes as a child.&lt;br /&gt;52. I can still put my feet behind my head.&lt;br /&gt;53. My two biggest pet peeves are dishonesty and disrespect.&lt;br /&gt;54. I love to run.&lt;br /&gt;55. I love to drive.&lt;br /&gt;56. I’m way too nice.&lt;br /&gt;57. But at the same time I say exactly what I feel and think.&lt;br /&gt;58. I have more facial expressions than most people I know.&lt;br /&gt;59. I can rarely hide how I feel because of it.&lt;br /&gt;60. I’m a high school teacher.&lt;br /&gt;61. I love all of my students…even those that annoy the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;62. I got in trouble many times as a child for leaving home without telling anyone. The first time I did it I was 3 years old.&lt;br /&gt;63. I have light blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;64. The left one has a brown freckle in it.&lt;br /&gt;65. I very frequently think and talk to friends in a stream-of-conscious kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;66. I could live off nothing but sweets.&lt;br /&gt;67. I have an excellent memory. Ask my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;68. I’m a night owl.&lt;br /&gt;69. I hate to ask for help…with anything.&lt;br /&gt;70. I hate nosey questions and people who pry into my life.&lt;br /&gt;71. I just realized that I hate interior painting more than anything else on the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;72. I love to bowl and play pool but I’m very good at either.&lt;br /&gt;73. I was the victim of a hold-up when I was four years old.&lt;br /&gt;74. I’ve been on government welfare before.&lt;br /&gt;75. I used to be completely unreasonable at times. Now I’m only somewhat unreasonable at times.&lt;br /&gt;76. I’m constantly working on doing better.&lt;br /&gt;77. I have four birthmarks.&lt;br /&gt;78. The largest is on my left forearm…it covers most of it.&lt;br /&gt;79. My favorite color is purple.&lt;br /&gt;80. I’m an excellent speller.&lt;br /&gt;81. I graduated 3rd in my high school graduating class.&lt;br /&gt;82. I have 3 and ½ degrees…Honors HS diploma, A. S., B.S., and some graduate work.&lt;br /&gt;83. At my kindergarten graduation I said I wanted to be a ballerina when I grew up.&lt;br /&gt;84. I don’t like for others to see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;85. I love the beach.&lt;br /&gt;86. I love cheese.&lt;br /&gt;87. I overuse the word ‘awesome’.&lt;br /&gt;88. I’m extremely competitive.&lt;br /&gt;89. I’m near-sighted and wear contacts.&lt;br /&gt;90. I’m an excellent chess player.&lt;br /&gt;91. I love most fruits, but only if they’re raw.&lt;br /&gt;92. My favorite hymn is "Amazing Grace".&lt;br /&gt;93. My favorite book of the bible is Romans.&lt;br /&gt;94. For as long as I can remember, the thing that I’ve wished for the most, was to be more creative.&lt;br /&gt;95. Between the ages of 8 and 19 I didn’t celebrate Christmas, because of the beliefs held by the church I was attending.&lt;br /&gt;96. I’m obsessed with time. I look at my watch or a clock at least 50 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;97. I’m scared of going to most doctors. I also don’t trust most of them.&lt;br /&gt;98. I strongly believe in alternative cures and remedies.&lt;br /&gt;99. I used to be terrified of public speaking, but look at me now –- a teacher and an actress!&lt;br /&gt;100. I love learning new things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113574630068534769?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113574630068534769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113574630068534769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113574630068534769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113574630068534769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/100-things-about-me.html' title='100 things about me'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113572707715852885</id><published>2005-12-27T17:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T17:49:35.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>91 through One-hundred</title><content type='html'>Done and done. I still don't feel like these &lt;strong&gt;100 facts&lt;/strong&gt; are in any way an encapsulation of the real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I love most fruits, but only if they’re raw.&lt;br /&gt;92. My favorite hymn is "Amazing Grace".&lt;br /&gt;93. My favorite book of the bible is Romans.&lt;br /&gt;94. For as long as I can remember, the thing that I’ve wished for the most, was to be more creative.&lt;br /&gt;95. Between the ages of 8 and 19 I didn’t celebrate Christmas, because of the beliefs held by the church I was attending.&lt;br /&gt;96. I’m obsessed with time. I look at my watch or a clock at least 50 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;97. I’m scared of going to most doctors. I also don’t trust most of them.&lt;br /&gt;98. I strongly believe in alternative cures and remedies.&lt;br /&gt;99. I used to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;terrified&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of public speaking, but look at me now –- a teacher and an actress!&lt;br /&gt;100. I love learning new things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113572707715852885?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113572707715852885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113572707715852885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113572707715852885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113572707715852885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/91-through-one-hundred.html' title='91 through One-hundred'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113512040248204359</id><published>2005-12-20T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T17:13:22.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things still happen</title><content type='html'>Finally some good news! I got a part in the play, &lt;em&gt;Charley's Aunt&lt;/em&gt;. YAY! I'm excited! The part I got is the role of Amy Spettigue. I haven't read the play through completely, but I think it's a main role. Yippee! I'll let you know more when I get a script from the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on that list. Almost finished though! But until then, here are 10 more &lt;em&gt;juicy&lt;/em&gt; facts about yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. I graduated 3rd in my high school graduating class.&lt;br /&gt;82. I have 3 and ½ degrees…Honors HS diploma, A. S., B.S., and some graduate work.&lt;br /&gt;83. At my kindergarten graduation I said I wanted to be a ballerina when I grew up.&lt;br /&gt;84. I don’t like for others to see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;85. I love the beach.&lt;br /&gt;86. I love cheese.&lt;br /&gt;87. I overuse the word ‘awesome’.&lt;br /&gt;88. I’m extremely competitive.&lt;br /&gt;89. I’m near-sighted and wear contacts.&lt;br /&gt;90. I’m an excellent chess player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113512040248204359?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113512040248204359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113512040248204359' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113512040248204359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113512040248204359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-things-still-happen.html' title='Good things still happen'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113494779691072460</id><published>2005-12-18T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:16:36.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I auditioned this afternoon for a part in "Charley's Aunt".  I'm supposed to find out tonight if I got a role.  Will post more later...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113494779691072460?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113494779691072460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113494779691072460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113494779691072460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113494779691072460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-auditioned-this-afternoon-for-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113435409441369797</id><published>2005-12-11T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:27:22.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is getting difficult...</title><content type='html'>61. I love all of my students…even those that annoy the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;62. I got in trouble many times as a child for leaving home without telling anyone. The first time I did it I was 3 years old.&lt;br /&gt;63. I have light blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;64. The left one has a brown freckle in it.&lt;br /&gt;65. I very frequently think and talk to friends in a stream-of-conscious kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;66. I could live off nothing but sweets.&lt;br /&gt;67. I have an excellent memory. Ask my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;68. I’m a night owl.&lt;br /&gt;69. I hate to ask for help…with anything.&lt;br /&gt;70. I hate nosey questions and people who pry into my life.&lt;br /&gt;71. I just realized that I hate interior painting more than anything else on the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;72. I love to bowl and play pool but I’m not very good at either.&lt;br /&gt;73. I was the victim of a hold-up when I was four years old.&lt;br /&gt;74. I’ve been on government welfare before.&lt;br /&gt;75. I used to be completely unreasonable at times. Now I’m only somewhat unreasonable at times.&lt;br /&gt;76. I’m constantly working on doing better.&lt;br /&gt;77. I have four birthmarks.&lt;br /&gt;78. The largest is on my left forearm…it covers most of it.&lt;br /&gt;79. My favorite color is purple.&lt;br /&gt;80. I’m an excellent speller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113435409441369797?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113435409441369797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113435409441369797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113435409441369797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113435409441369797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-getting-difficult.html' title='This is getting difficult...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113419395450862504</id><published>2005-12-09T23:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T23:52:34.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>41 through 60</title><content type='html'>41. I have dimples.&lt;br /&gt;42. I save all greeting cards I receive from loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;43. They mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;44. I am a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;45. Thank you, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;46. I used to write poetry.&lt;br /&gt;47. I wish I was a better writer.&lt;br /&gt;48. I love to read.&lt;br /&gt;49. I love to swim, but my biggest death fear is drowning.&lt;br /&gt;50. Emode.com said my I.Q. was 147.&lt;br /&gt;51. I used to take gymnastics classes as a child.&lt;br /&gt;52. I can still put my feet behind my head.&lt;br /&gt;53. My two biggest pet peeves are dishonesty and disrespect.&lt;br /&gt;54. I love to run.&lt;br /&gt;55. I love to drive.&lt;br /&gt;56. I’m way too nice.&lt;br /&gt;57. But at the same time I say exactly what I feel and think.&lt;br /&gt;58. I have more facial expressions than most people I know.&lt;br /&gt;59. I can rarely hide how I feel because of them.&lt;br /&gt;60. I’m a high school teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113419395450862504?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113419395450862504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113419395450862504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113419395450862504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113419395450862504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/41-through-60.html' title='41 through 60'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113400387330456210</id><published>2005-12-07T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:25:55.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20 mo'</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is more difficult than I thought. I'm having trouble finishing my list, but here are 20 more...maybe I'll go in increments of 20 so I'll have time to think...hehe...until later...Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I don’t like roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;22. I have eight piercings.&lt;br /&gt;23. I have allergies…year-round…it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;24. I’ve never flown in an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;25. I’m a messy person.&lt;br /&gt;26. I have the inability to organize which is why I think God made me a yearbook advisor.&lt;br /&gt;27. I love garlic and could eat it on almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;28. I’m an actress.&lt;br /&gt;29. I love theatre.&lt;br /&gt;30. I left it for computers at the age of 14, and now, 14 years later I am desperately wanting to leave computers for theatre.&lt;br /&gt;31. I’m weird.&lt;br /&gt;32. I want to learn how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;33. I’m addicted to the Food Network. It mesmerizes me.&lt;br /&gt;34. I love animals.&lt;br /&gt;35. I can’t have any where I currently live. :-(&lt;br /&gt;36. I think Seinfeld is the funniest comedy television show ever made.&lt;br /&gt;37. I have dreams every night, and I remember most all of them.&lt;br /&gt;38. They are extremely weird and sometimes disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;39. I have a great sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;40. I’m hilarious…to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113400387330456210?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113400387330456210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113400387330456210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113400387330456210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113400387330456210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/20-mo.html' title='20 mo&apos;'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113393075080889347</id><published>2005-12-06T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:51:02.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Secretly wishing for winter weather...</title><content type='html'>The forecast calls for sleet/snow tomorrow. It would be really nice to have the day off tomorrow to sleep in and veg out. I'm definitely ready for Christmas break to unwind and refresh my mind. I have so much to do though...grrrr... My car repairs are going to cost a few hundred dollars...*sigh*...I have my second dentist appointment coming up next week that'll put a little dent in my checkbook...*sigh*...I have x-mas gifts and x-mas parties to buy things for...*sigh*...I need to finish painting my house, and that's going to cost a couple hundred as well...*sigh*...I wish a few thousand dollars would drop out of the sky and land in my lap. I could definitely use it. I'm really tired and need to close this out for now. Be back soon...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113393075080889347?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113393075080889347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113393075080889347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113393075080889347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113393075080889347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/secretly-wishing-for-winter-weather.html' title='Secretly wishing for winter weather...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113350066564638975</id><published>2005-12-01T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:23:06.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little teaser...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;20 things about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I’m the youngest of three.&lt;br /&gt;2. I’m the only girl.&lt;br /&gt;3. I’ve always wanted a younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;4. But I don’t know how to relate to other females.&lt;br /&gt;5. Therefore most of my friends are male.&lt;br /&gt;6. Therefore I don’t know how to shop, decorate, or do many other “girlie” things.&lt;br /&gt;7. I also don’t mind.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love ice cream…too much.&lt;br /&gt;9. My favorite is vanilla with Reese’s butter cups.&lt;br /&gt;10. My mother named me after my great grandmother, Amy and my uncle, Randy.&lt;br /&gt;11. My middle name is Maranda, not Randy.&lt;br /&gt;12. I’ve broken 4 bones in my lifetime; my right forearm and 3 toes.&lt;br /&gt;13. My toes were breaks that happened during 3 different toe stumping accidents, but I’m not uncoordinated or clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;14. I’ve played tennis since I was 12.&lt;br /&gt;15. I love it, and used to want to marry Andre Agassi.&lt;br /&gt;16. Actually I love all racquet sports. I play racquetball. I’m great at badminton, and I play some mean table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;17. I like most sports, but I can’t stand car racing. I mean, what is all the fuss about? You drive around a circle for a couple of hours, never getting anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love coffee.&lt;br /&gt;19. And tequila.&lt;br /&gt;20. It’s impossible for me to lie, and I’m too honest for some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 80 more to go!...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113350066564638975?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113350066564638975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113350066564638975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113350066564638975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113350066564638975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/little-teaser.html' title='A little teaser...'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113349414607613239</id><published>2005-12-01T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T21:31:23.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Title #1</title><content type='html'>Attention ladies and gentlemen for this important internet message. I am going to do something I've never done before.  I'm going to conform. Eeek!!  Somebody stop me before the madness gets out of hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to create a "100 things about me" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect to be amazed in the days to come...hehe...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113349414607613239?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113349414607613239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113349414607613239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113349414607613239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113349414607613239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/12/title-1.html' title='Title #1'/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113341018067713397</id><published>2005-11-30T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:09:40.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no idea what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I have another problem! WHEEEEEE!! My car has a leak somewhere in the either the radiator(please Lord no) or a hose. I guess I'm becoming numb to problems now, because it doesn't bother me as much as car problems have in the past. Thankfully I'm carpooling with a co-worker and so I'm able to make it to work. I'm hoping it's not a big deal, while at the same time trying to stay positive about my problems, because I know God will take care of me. He has in the past and there's no reason to believe that he won't take care of me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some headway with the stolen credit card incident. I'm 99.999% sure that I know who took it. I walked in on a student, behind my desk, in my chair (big no, no), and the drawer where I kept my purse was open. I'm aiming for the maximum penalty. And, needless to say my purse will now be kept in a locked drawer. A pain for me, but a necessary precaution. The saddest part of the whole situation is that the student who I believe took it, is a student that I had helped many times in the past. Seeing that he had trouble in social situations, I made many extra efforts to make this student feel included and important. And now, I can't trust him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I'm seeing another dentist for a second opinion. After speaking with the receptionist I felt much more at ease with visiting another doctor. I'm hoping the second opinion will be much more positive. Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna close out today's post for now.  I promise I'll be back with more uplifting messages soon...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113341018067713397?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113341018067713397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113341018067713397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113341018067713397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113341018067713397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-absolutely-no-idea-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113313856377613554</id><published>2005-11-27T18:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:42:43.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a week...so much has happened. I'm not sure how much I want to tell. I'm still thinking of starting a new blog that I can empty my soul into. I wish I was a wonderful writer who could deliver inspiring, uplifting, thought-provoking messages, but I'm not. I'm me. That will have to be good enough. I have my "genius moments", but that's all they are...moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a week-long break for Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for that. As I said in the previous post I've been gone all week. I spent most of the week with JT...which, although we are both going through difficulties, was a great time. I love being with him. I can feel us getting closer and closer all the time. I love it. I went back home to my parent's on Wednesday night. Mom cooked all the turkey day stuff, which was great as always. I need to get her recipes! I left Friday afternoon to head back to Dallas for a high school football game. It wasn't much of a game, but live football is always fun for me...it's one of the few things I miss about high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous 10 days have been pretty rough...which explains why I haven't written much lately. That, and the fact that I haven't been at my computer all week. I've got to have some dental work done, which scares the crap out of me. I'm still such a baby in many ways. A student at my school has been going through crap with harassment and threats, which breaks my heart. That's how the beginning of the 10 days of hell started. Another teacher and I cried all Friday morning before we got out for Thanksgiving. Then came the worry about my sweetie and what he's going through, bad dental news after that, next came the realization that one of my credit cards had been stolen...a month ago. After that was hearing bad news from my family. I can't take any more. I cried for 6 days over a variety of different issues. I'm mentally and emotionally exhausted. I need good things to happen this week. I need to be strong again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113313856377613554?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113313856377613554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113313856377613554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113313856377613554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113313856377613554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113299552563177297</id><published>2005-11-26T02:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T03:02:09.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My, my, my, time does get away from us, doesn't it? I haven't been home in a week. I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while. I'll definitely write more this weekend. I gotta catch up on e-mail right now though. See y'all later...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113299552563177297?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113299552563177297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113299552563177297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113299552563177297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113299552563177297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-my-my-time-does-get-away-from-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113218194157626906</id><published>2005-11-16T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T16:59:01.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brrrr....first cold snap of the season.  I'm chilly!  I really should be drinking something warm instead of this iced tea, but I loves me some iced tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113218194157626906?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113218194157626906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113218194157626906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113218194157626906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113218194157626906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/brrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113210040132260701</id><published>2005-11-15T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:32:08.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a workshop today. Introduction to Dreamweaver. It was really good. I learned a lot. I haven't done much web design recently, so it was good to be able to go to the workshop and brush up on some skillz. I've got to teach the kids this program in the coming weeks. Should be fun! It was &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; to eat lunch alone today. Normally I would hate that, but I never have a quiet lunch at work, so this one was much appreciated. I also started reading &lt;em&gt;Seven Habits of Highly Effective People &lt;/em&gt;by Steven Covey. I've had the book for years, but I'm just now reading it. That should speak volumes, eh? I was only able to get to page 22 during lunch, but so far I'm liking it &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;. I know, I know, you told me so. (CC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful not having to go into work today. *happy sigh* No offense to anyone from work that might be reading this. It's just been really hectic there since August, and it was &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; to get away. All in all, I'd say it was &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; day. I'd give it a: B+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna run now. I have two tests to make out. I might create a new blog in the next few days...one where I can let out all of my aggressions without any repercussions...one which only a select few, whom I know well and trust can read... :-) ....plus, I really don't want to hurt feelings, and I need to be honest with myself...ya know? I'll post one final message on here before I change over to another address, and, if you want to know what it is, just e-mail me, and if I want &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; to know what it is, I'll reply back with the addy. ;-) Until then...Adios, amigos...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113210040132260701?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113210040132260701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113210040132260701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113210040132260701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113210040132260701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-had-workshop-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113193707011556859</id><published>2005-11-13T20:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T20:59:54.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just tried making cookies. They came out of the oven smelling most lovely. *sarcasm* That's the first time I've ever ruined cookies.  The flour was a bit older than I had originally thought.  My luck is getting better and better. Yet another thing in my life that's gone awry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may close my blog down....seems it depresses more than it helps me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when the life I want will begin, or even happen for that matter...it feels like it's passing me by...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113193707011556859?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113193707011556859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113193707011556859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113193707011556859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113193707011556859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-just-tried-making-cookies.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113181755043220476</id><published>2005-11-12T11:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T11:45:50.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's amazing; the power of music.  I almost started crying, while driving, when this song came on the radio.  I love the melody...and the words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save some face, you know you've only got one&lt;br /&gt;Change your ways while you're young&lt;br /&gt;Boy, one day you'll be a man&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, he'll help you understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at sunsets on the Eastside&lt;br /&gt;We lost track of the time&lt;br /&gt;Dreams aren't what they used to be&lt;br /&gt;Some things slide by so carelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;em&gt;Smile&lt;/em&gt;, The Killers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113181755043220476?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113181755043220476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113181755043220476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113181755043220476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113181755043220476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-amazing-power-of-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113174437828958852</id><published>2005-11-11T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T19:21:30.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm here at school; in my last period class. I can't BELIEVE the kids are quiet! They are the rowdiest group I have!  Good kids, just loud and extremely energetic.  I'm bribing them with a free 100 if they'll stay in their seats and not talk for one entire class period. So far, so good! I'm tired, but otherwise feel pretty good. I've had a lot going on this week. I had 3 days of judging auditions for 3 different plays. My school had 2 days of auditions for our OAP, &lt;em&gt;"Waiting For Lefty".&lt;/em&gt; And, yesterday I helped to judge auditions for&lt;em&gt; "Pariah"&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;"You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown". &lt;/em&gt;It was fun! I plan on being involved in as much theatre as possible to get prepared for the kind of future I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm home now. I wasn't able to finish my post in class...I shoulda known that! :-) I'll just pick up where I left off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to be in a new play this spring. I'm going to audition for any roles I can in the area. If I don't get any roles I plan on volunteering wherever I can. I'm looking forward to it all. I'm making plans already for future classes. I want that future to be the present. I pray it works out the way I want this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...other happenings this week... Made a music video with Jessica and Kathryn for the Cross Country kids who made it to state. That was a lot of fun. I hope they laughed about it as much as we did! Also, today the entire district had a parade for the kids before they left for Round Rock. Those kids are great. There's not a one of them I don't like. I wish them the best of luck at competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...finished senior retakes with the boys...I do not like the photographer...multiple problems there, of which I am documenting and making a formal complaint... Long story, that doesn't merit much space at all in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My multimedia classes finished their 2nd website...took most of them about a week and a half. Yearbook is going okay...could be worse. I don't know what to do about a few on staff...I'm running out of ideas. They either hate me, don't care, or a combination of the two. I'm trying not to let it bother me, but it's really effecting the entire group, and that's what I really hate. I hate that we are split up into more than one class. Schedules this year were crap...mine was by far the most screwed up of them all. I'm trying to get over that fact, but it's hard to adjust. I have no breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a really great note I got 2 very sweet comments from my sweetie. They were a nice surprise in the middle of the day when I was tired and uninspired. Thank you, J. You are a blessing. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is coming up, which means a week long break from school. I'm looking forward to it. I haven't seen my parents in over 3 months. That's the longest I've gone without seeing them. It's amazing how we all get carried away with the business of our lives. Life is hard. But life is also good. God loves me. God loves you. When I sit and meditate on that, I feel at peace. It's really all we need...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113174437828958852?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113174437828958852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113174437828958852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113174437828958852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113174437828958852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-here-at-school-in-my-last-period.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113159098022317445</id><published>2005-11-09T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T20:49:40.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good thing. I'm not &lt;em&gt;QUITE&lt;/em&gt; as out of it as I have been the past couple of weeks. Thank you, Lord! I felt like I had lost my mind. I'm not 100% Amy again yet, but working on it... I've been wanting to take off a day this week, to relax and get away from the insanity, but I haven't yet...I'm too damn responsible. I'm trying not to let myself get too crazed about the crap that goes on at my work, but one aspect no one is immune to is apathy. It's contagious. It's all over everyone you walk by...you think you're safe, then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAM-O!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a small particle of it drops off them and latches on to you and begins its leeching. It's astounding. Still, I try my best to remain emotionless. That's a hard task for someone who's normally over-the-top emotionally. Hey, I'm learning. I wish I had more female friends. I find it extremely difficult to make friends at all. I can't seem to allow myself to "settle where I am", so I usually don't let people get close to me. I wish I knew how to be friends with girls. I feel like I can't be real with them...I don't know how to just "let myself go" and show my true self. I'm afraid. I'm insecure. I don't know how to trust girls. Any suggestions?...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113159098022317445?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113159098022317445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113159098022317445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113159098022317445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113159098022317445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/good-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113133910947103318</id><published>2005-11-06T22:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:51:49.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog thing has become one big 'ol bitchfest...not my intentions at all... I have a lot to say. I have a lot on my mind. However, I'm not interested in typing it all up right now. Will be back later...maybe...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113133910947103318?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113133910947103318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113133910947103318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113133910947103318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113133910947103318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-blog-thing-has-become-one-big-ol.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113122789873125787</id><published>2005-11-05T15:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T15:58:18.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not myself. I hate it. It's the weekend, and I should be enjoying the nice weather, but I'm not. I'm tired. I'm tired of working so hard for nothing. It's a waste. Time is not a friend of mine. Have family in this weekend, they are going to trades days. I'm going to watch West Side Story tonight. That is about it. Adios...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113122789873125787?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113122789873125787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113122789873125787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113122789873125787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113122789873125787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-not-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113098854709202201</id><published>2005-11-02T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T12:28:47.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh...I can't think right now...I'm so out of it. No, I'm not on drugs. This has become a regular occurrence in the past couple of weeks. I'm worried. I'll write more later...when I can concentrate a little better...I hope that happens soon...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113098854709202201?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113098854709202201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113098854709202201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113098854709202201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113098854709202201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113090475647864126</id><published>2005-11-01T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T12:30:25.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight I ate a buttload of food. Ugh...stuffed...*moan*...*heavy sigh*... I just realized "buttload" might not be the most appropriate adjective to use in describing how much one has eaten. Anyway...supper with my best bud CC. Thanks for listening to me rant. You're the bestestes! Let's see...my day...not unlike many days this year...hectic, crazy, disorganized, etc... Who could ask for anything more?! Toyota....Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113090475647864126?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113090475647864126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113090475647864126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113090475647864126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113090475647864126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/11/tonight-i-ate-buttload-of-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113061299532792940</id><published>2005-10-29T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T12:31:26.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love weekends. YAY!!....Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113061299532792940?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113061299532792940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113061299532792940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113061299532792940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113061299532792940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-love-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113054827288484360</id><published>2005-10-28T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:18:32.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talk about one strange week. Monday I was a little sick, didn't get to go to the workshop in Kilgore, so instead I stayed home and took care of my sweetie who was also sick. Tuesday was weird because I'm now carpooling with a friend from work, so I don't have my car, and I feel like part of my freedom is gone. Wednesday was okay, just felt really strange. See previous post. Kids are loving HTML...well, most of them anyway. I love those kids...I just can't seem to get through to some of them, and that bothers me. I want them to know that I care about them and their education, and I try to establish a relationship with each one, but there are just some.... I know, I can't worry about that. At least I am trying. Thursday morning I am on the verge of freakoutdom. My staged death was immediately before 3rd period, so the waiting to get that over with was torture. I don't really think many of the students took our exhibit seriously, but I do have to say that it really affected me. I think I comprehend death a little better because I'm at least 10 years older than most of them, and I've lost friends in the past. I have to say that crawling into that casket, having organ music play behind me while a pastor gave my eulogy to hundreds of students was probably the scariest thing I have ever done. I can't believe I took part in that(extremely morbid, I know...and I'm not even that much of a freak!), but I did it to help make an impact on those kids. They believe they are invincible. Anyway, it was a difficult acting role to say the least. I was creeped out the entire rest of the day as well. I did have several students (I think sincerely...) tell me that they loved me, came to hug me and say they were glad I didn't really die, and even a few that said it scared them to see me there, and that when they did they were seconds away from suicide (okay, maybe they weren't AS sincere on that part...). It helps to feel appreciated. I got one of the best compliments ever from a student this week. After having to take care of a rather stressful event, he calls out to me in class, "Ms. Hill, you always do the right thing. That's why I love you. You always do the right thing." They are watching us, they do see, they pick up on our actions, words, and tiny gestures. Thank you, Lord, for that. Maybe I am making a slight difference. I hope. It makes my life feel worth it. Thursday night was the LCee awards ceremony. I didn't realize it was such a "big to do", but it was, and it was a rather interesting event. I didn't win, but I'm okay with that. I didn't expect it. It was exciting just to hear my named called though. The only award our production won was Best Actor (a 20 year veteran at that theatre). I have my own thoughts about the award selection process there....hmmm... It was fun however, because I did get to see some friends from the play. I miss them. I miss the late night practices. I miss the missing of lines.  I miss all the hard work.  I miss not getting paid one red cent for 6 weeks of hard work.  AHHHHH, I have to get back into theatre more!!! I miss it!! I want a theatre teaching position!! If you hear of any, please, please, pretty please let me know! Today, Friday, a little more hectic than I thought it was going to be, but not bad. I gave 6 weeks tests all day. Hehe...*evil laugh* I'm home now, obviously, a little tired, but have things to do around the house...relatives coming in in a week or so...gonna go see my sweetie this weekend...*big smile*...Gonna run for now, cause I'm hungry, and cause Rachael Ray is on! I'm addicted to her...but in a very NON-SEXUAL way! What is it with this food network thing?? Okay, gonna go...thanks for the rant, blogger, and you, if anyone is reading... Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113054827288484360?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113054827288484360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113054827288484360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113054827288484360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113054827288484360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/talk-about-one-strange-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-113037918931267151</id><published>2005-10-26T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T21:13:09.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel really weird today.  I'm not sure if it's because I slept 13 hours last night or what it might be...  I'm really wanting the weirdness to stop though.  Today we were supposed to have picture retakes, but due to numerous schedule conflicts they had to be rescheduled.  Grrrr...  I'm sick of having such a hectic schedule.  TOO much is going on.  TOO much is planned for.  I long for the days when I was in high school and days were "boring".  I think if each year more and more is planned, I'll just spontaneously combust.  Speaking of dying, I'll be "dead" tomorrow for our "Dead Day" presentation of Red Ribbon Week.  I'm a little freaked out at the idea of lying in a coffin with my eyes closed for an hour.  That'll be interesting to say the least!  I'm one of about 6 who will play dead tomorrow.  I hope that it makes a good impact on our students.  So many of today's teenagers think they are invincible, and nothing bad will ever happen to them.  Some of them need wake-up calls.  Hopefully an event like this will stir them up.  Tomorrow night are the 2005 LCee Awards.  I'm nominated for Best Supporting Actress in my role as Pearl Sweet in "Love Is Murder".  YAY!  I'm excited even though I'm pretty sure I won't get the award...  I'm happy to just be recognized.  Let's see...what else is going on...  I took a test this morning that said I MIGHT be ADD.  Interesting... I don't know...I need to do some more investigation into that...although right now I'm having a lot of trouble creating this post so who knows... I'm gonna go for now...be back soon...Amy... p.s. - I'm thinking about you, J...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-113037918931267151?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/113037918931267151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=113037918931267151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113037918931267151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/113037918931267151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-feel-really-weird-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-112976888383861744</id><published>2005-10-19T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:41:23.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel a little better, a little more energy, and the kids are behaving this week.  Sometimes it helps to go to bed a little earlier.  Sleep, believe it or not tends to help when you're tired.  Who woulda thought...  Web design is going well so far.  I'm teaching HTML at the moment.  I can't believe it's almost November, and the temps are still in the 90s.  I hope this doesn't mean we'll have a cold winter.  I don't like cold.  Not much else to say right now.  I'm hungry...gotta scrounge around and see what I can find until payday when I can buy groceries.  Sigh, the financial life of a teacher isn't ideal...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-112976888383861744?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/112976888383861744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=112976888383861744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112976888383861744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112976888383861744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-feel-little-better-little-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-112959682973947103</id><published>2005-10-17T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:34:44.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired. It's only Monday and I'm tired. I began a new unit with my Multimedia classes...web design and development. I've been having a lot of problems with my computers, so we'll see how it goes. I'm really going to have to step it up and review what I know about web design. Thankfully my online textbook came through so I'll be able to utilize it to help with my Multimedia classes. Thank you, Lord! Will add more to this later...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-112959682973947103?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/112959682973947103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=112959682973947103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112959682973947103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112959682973947103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-112943800499818121</id><published>2005-10-16T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:46:45.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm lonely today.  I miss my sweetie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-112943800499818121?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/112943800499818121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=112943800499818121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112943800499818121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112943800499818121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-lonely-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-112933462675046248</id><published>2005-10-14T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:47:31.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My 3-day work week was the 3-day work week from hell! There is way too much drama, conflict, tension, and trouble at my work. I honestly don't think I can stand much more of it. I am looking daily for another job. I pray that God sees fit to give me a new one in a new district, preferably a theatre job. I'll keep looking and praying about it. Last night was wonderful. I went to a Christian rally in Dallas with my sweetie. It was awesome and we both had a great time. It was a good message, that we really needed after both of our horrendous work weeks. I'll write more about it later, but now I have to run. I hope someone will leave me a comment soon. But, I guess I'll need to tell more than 3 people about my blog...hehe Until later...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-112933462675046248?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/112933462675046248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=112933462675046248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112933462675046248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112933462675046248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-3-day-work-week-was-3-day-work-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-112907772544213268</id><published>2005-10-11T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T12:34:22.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't care what anyone else says, teaching IS THE hardest job in the world. Teaching encompasses not only the providing of new knowledge, but now in the year 2005, it means parenting and counseling as well. Soooo many of my students are poor and have bad home lives, with no parental guidance. And, there are those who are rich, but still have the worst of parental role models. I debate about which is better...having no parental guidance, and having the guidance of two parents, but having that guidance be misleading and false. I think they are just about equal. However, I do have to say that the poorest of my students are 9 times out of 10 the kindness, most caring, thoughtful, fun-loving, and overall good people. They may have parents in jail, parents always drunk or high, offering no support whatsoever, but they have and they show love more than any other group at my school. I am by no means perfect. I have many flaws. But, I do know what kindness and basic human decency mean, and if their parents can't or won't give that, then I can give that to them. I think if it weren't for those children, I'd quit my job tomorrow. I had to confront a teacher and a student today about a situation of disrespect off campus. I hate confrontation. I know my friends would say that I am a blunt person and I say whatever I feel, but what some people don't realize is that confrontation makes me sick to my stomach. I am SO sick of the rude, disrespectful, ungrateful attitudes of the so-called "in-crowd". If I were not a Christian, I think I'd line them up and shoot them all. Maybe you say I'm being too "drastic", too "sensitive", or too "emotional". And, maybe I am, but isn't that what the world needs? Aren't those aspects of a Christian and how a Christian should respond to the CRAP in this world? I struggle with being a Christian, and being myself. I struggle with being a Christian, and being an effective teacher. I struggle with finding balance in it all. I know I'm not crazy, but it really drives me up the wall that not only do some people flat out NOT care about their words or actions and how they may affect another person, but that they think it's OKAY to not care. &lt;strong&gt;IT BLOWS MY MIND!&lt;/strong&gt; How can people be that way?! I just don't understand it....Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-112907772544213268?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/112907772544213268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=112907772544213268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112907772544213268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112907772544213268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-dont-care-what-anyone-else-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-112897934549289029</id><published>2005-10-10T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:48:22.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh...days off...I love 'em. Watched a little teevee, ate some junk food, and did some planning. Well, TRIED to do some planning. I worked on the 'net for a couple of hours this morning and this afternoon, but the inspiration just didn't come. I have a couple of ideas, but I want something new and fun to do with the kids. I'll keep researching. For the past couple of weeks I haven't been able to get my thoughts together on anything! I feel like I'm in a fog and can't think clearly. I don't know if it's from finishing the play a few weeks ago, or aggravation at work, or what it is. I don't feel tired. I feel blah. It's taking me a few minutes to think about how to type this up...that's unusual for me. I'll write more later...wanna take advantage of the time I have left before heading back into teaching mode...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-112897934549289029?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/112897934549289029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=112897934549289029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112897934549289029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112897934549289029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665366.post-112891438081188537</id><published>2005-10-10T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:48:46.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this is my first entry in my first blog. Yippee!! I'm still learning how to use this site as well as learn how to use blogs in general, so please bare with me. It's late Sunday night, and I am SO thankful that we don't have school tomorrow. It's Columbus day as well as State Fair day for the kids so we are off until Tuesday. I'm taking off Friday as well, because I'll be going to a rally Thursday night in Dallas. In other words, a 3 day work week for me! YAY! I'll get a nice little break from the insanity that is my job. I think I'll close for now and look through the rest of the site. Thanks for visiting...Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665366-112891438081188537?l=amysterie720.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/feeds/112891438081188537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665366&amp;postID=112891438081188537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112891438081188537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665366/posts/default/112891438081188537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amysterie720.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-this-is-my-first-entry-in-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Mysterie720</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04893672158072158744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x76DmEI0vq0/SdeeENK7yGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MDaO8YUrBdE/S220/amymid-sent.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
