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[29 Nov 2009|01:37pm] |
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Sorry I have been completely AWOL. You know how it is.
I am home now for Thanksgiving. Well I am going home tomorrow morning (I don't have class until 5 so I am leaving tomorrow morning. It has been a really relaxing couple days and low stress. I mean, my mom is a bit crazy but that is how it is. We went to Rhode Island as per usual and saw the Vileno clan and ate yummy food. I brought Ashley home with me. I also saw some friends.
I cannot believe we literally have 3 weeks left of the semester. I have a research paper to do for my baseball history class, finish my group project for bio, 1 essay for Civil War, and a composition, my portfolio and a speaking test with the head of the department for German. Let alone tests during exam week. On an intellectual standpoint, I liked both my history classes a lot and German was fine. And bio wasn't the worst experience of my life. I am pretty much acing the class because it is ridiculously easy. But I am not looking forward to the next couple weeks of work.
I am leaving to go to Israel on Jan 5th, and I come back on the 17th, two days before classes start. I am super excited to go.
Um, there isn't a whole lot else. My mother visited me and it was pretty much the most epically stressful, yet fun experience. We did museums and we saw In The Heights, which was pretty great. And Elmo also visited and we saw Hamlet and Jude Law is pretty.
We are in full Oscar movie swing and so far the season as been great. In between now and when I go to Israel I have a pretty epic list. I am looking forward to a number of movies. And I saw Twilight yesterday, and it made me appreciate good films like you wouldn't believe. It was pretty much horrendous. Sorry people who like Twilight. It wasn't about the books, it is really me being a film snob.
I don't know, my life is pretty chill.
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| A Tribute |
[25 Oct 2009|07:05pm] |
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We called him the Doctor.
Dr. Marcus passed away. This is the man I worked with for 4 years at my temple. I knew his lesson plan by heart. Once, he was talking about Hanukkah, and I knew that he wanted me to draw a menorah on the board so I got up, behind him and started drawing it. He then turned to me and was going to ask me to draw it, but by the time he asked me, I was already finished. And then we both started laughing hysterically right in front of the whole class. I was so used to his teaching style, that I knew exactly what was to come next.
We used to speak Yiddish/German together. He made me realize that I could understand Yiddish because of German.
He used to say that when he was a kid he swallowed a shofar. He would then make a fist to his stomach to find it. And then he would make a shofar shape with his other hand and make the sounds.
He gave out noshes and hugs.
He walked with a limp. His hip was completely displaced. One of his middle fingers was messed up because it got infected at one point.
All of his emails were in all caps.
He wore a ring with his Hebrew name on it that he had gotten in Israel the first time he was there. It was a sketchy transaction. But it was worth it.
Every Jew in the metrowest area knew him. Every temple. Every Jewish camp director.
He tutored Harry for his BM. He bowed to Geoffrey every time he saw him in his TKD uniform.
He told off color jokes. But it was ok, because he was the only male teacher. Or he would tell terrible puns.
One time, he was standing in the closet of our classroom (I posted this story almost 4 years ago.)
Me: Dr. Marcus you need to move or I'm going to close the closet doors on you.
DM: I'm coming out of the closet!
Me: *laughing* But...you're married.
DM: He's a good man. *wink*
Me: *shocked face, nervous laughing*
But it was hysterical. Just like him.
I am going to miss him dearly. He had such an influence on my life. I cried when I went off to college and stop being an aide. I cried a lot today. I am going to Israel in January, and it will be partly for him.
I'll miss you, Doctor.
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| Happy 20th Birthday to Me |
[20 Oct 2009|05:14pm] |
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I am twentyteen on the twentieth today. Yay! I love my birthday. Ashley M (my roommate) made me a divine brownies and I got to blow out a candle in them and make a wish after she sang to me. Hopefully I will find out if my wish came true some time this week.
Other Ashley decorated my room with streamers and balloons while I was at class. It surprised me so much and made me cry (happy tears).
I have gotten lots of phone calls and I have been sang to by the ladies of Mah Jjong (my moms friends) and my german class.
Tonight I am going out to dinner. It should be good.
I don't mind being 20 at all. I just wish I accomplished more.
I am volunteering at the museum of Jewish Heritage. And it is awesome additions to my resume.
The Hillel at NYU is also interested in helping me do a show of my duct tape art at some point (probably next semester) which is probably the most awesome development recently. I just don't know what the exhibit's theme will be about. And they will help me get a space.
That's about it. I am so exciting, I know.
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[26 Sep 2009|03:41pm] |
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Let's see, let's see. Time to kill before the Sox/Yankees game so I might as well update. (Oh, look, I'm procrastinating as per usual.) Let's start off with classes:
Baseball: Social history class based around baseball. I love it lots. My professor is just so enthusiastic about the whole thing, its great. She wants to tell us everything she knows, and gets completely sidetracked, but it is so interesting that it doesn't even matter. It is discussion based and really interesting. And the Sox need to win this weekend so I can show my face in class next week. Because I am the lonely Red Sox fan in the class. Whatever, they are nice to me.
Civil War This is my favorite class of the bunch. It is a lot of work, which I am ok with. I have over 200 pages a week for this class. And the lectures are intense, but she is just so interesting and well-spoken. We have a discussion of the readings on Thursday, and everyone in that class is so intelligent and it makes me happy. And I love history so much, especially American history.
German: Its alright. My professor is stricter than last semester. I am ready to move on to the higher level German classes. That's pretty much it. It is not that special except I get to speak German.
Life Science: Bane of my existence. It is really easy, but I don't like science so it is a waste of time. It is basically my bio class from sophomore year. Only without the "water is magical" part. Oh Mr. Danko. I explained evolution to Maegha (who I am babysitting again this year, by the way) and she totally understood. And then I felt stupid. The only plus is that the prof is a Sox fan.
I'll update more later, Sox time.
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| All moved in! |
[06 Sep 2009|07:15pm] |
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I am in my new dorm/apartment building and I pretty much love it a lot. Ashley and I have set up the room in a fabulous way in which we both have our own personal little areas. I haven't really decorated yet, but Ash has and it looks lived in and everything. I think I am going to make a bed ruffle out of duct tape (considering my bed is so high) and we are going to get curtains and buy posters and a shower curtain.
So far in the city I saw West Side Story (which I loved), went to Coney Island, the cheestastic Stardust Diner, and saw Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind for the fourth time (it is different each time).
I love the city and I am so excited for classes to start.
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[27 Aug 2009|11:07am] |
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I was backing up my LJ and I was looking at old entries, trying to decide if I am going to put myself through the pain of reading about my high school squabbles from freshman and sophomore year. I decided that I didn't want to know or be reminded of it, let alone having to read my writing that wasn't that great or capitalized properly. I still pretty much write about things that are bothering me in real life, but hopefully it is more coherent now. But whatever, lj is meant for me to let off some steam anyway.
I need to start filling out applications for internships. But I am not in the mindset. I am too lazy for that shit.
I go back to school in a week. Finally.
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[17 Aug 2009|10:13am] |
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why am I home Monday morning? Because its color war!!!!!!!!!!!!! And they don't teach swim lessons during it!!!!!!!!!!!!! And our lake is contaminated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like algae, seaweed, and dead fish infested. So I am pretty much done. Except for potentially one day this week. Possibly. Whatever. I am paid salary, so me not working means I don't get docked pay. So I'm not complaining.
Just had a really nice weekend up at Alex's lake house in New Hampshire. The lake was infinitely better then the lake I work at and it was clean. We ate, chilled, swam, and watched movies. Pretty relaxing and unstressful considering my past experiences with friends. Maybe because it was with people I like. The town was very boony-New England (also near a prison) but very summery.
Besides that, I am completely ready to go back to NYU. My booklist is up, and I want to see my Ashleys and decorate our room. Right now.
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[01 Jul 2009|10:21pm] |
So I have officially started teaching swim lessons at camp. Because New England has decided that summer is not happening this year, I have taught all of one day of lessons out of a potential three (first day was swim testing). It has been either a combination of cold (low 60's), rainy, and foggy.
I have driven there and back each day, and have not planned on staying. It has been very cold in the room during the day--I can't imagine what it'll be like at night--and once I am done for the day I have nothing to do there. Maybe when Sarah comes back (she got bit by a spider and had a reaction, so I don't actually know if she is coming back) and Robin stays over (when she is done searching for her glasses) then I will feel better about staying. But I don't really care, because my parents are paying for my gas.
My co-workers are relatively nice. They are mostly boys, who mostly talk about smoking pot or chicks. They are jocky boys. Jewish, but not particularly my type. I am too artsy/nerdy for that shit. Anyway. They are very much decent besides their drinking and smoking habits. Except for Nick (in charge of boating), who is kind of a jackass. Adam is by far the most friendly, and the real head of the waterfront, not Robin. She is more in charge of organizing the lesson and he does everything else. Like closing the waterfront.
Technically, I am being paid to work 5 days a week. And I have off Thursdays and Saturdays. And apparently I might be working tomorrow if the weather is nice. But it looks like mostly crap again, so I am probably off the hook. I will find out tomorrow morning, before I go. It is just irritating because unlike the bunk counselors, I don't get paid to be there all the time, so working extra affects me. And I know I am not being paid overtime, I get paid a fixed amount for the summer. But I don't want to leave the waterfront short-staffed. So I don't know what to do. Yay. Hopefully Adam won't forget to call me.
Um, yeah. I love the weather and having a 9:30 to 5:30 work day (in addition to 2 hours of driving time). I am not being paid enough for this shit.
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[22 Jun 2009|09:57pm] |
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So I am having a mini panic attack about working at the camp.
I am neurotic. I know.
But I am still freaking out about it.
I don't know if it is dealing with boys I would never hang out with normally (uber athletic ones) or if it is the commute (an hour each way) or if it is possibly living there 3 days a week or if it is the fact that I am going into a place where everyone already knows each other or if it is because I am not confident enough in my teaching ability or...ah.
It is probably all of those things. And it isn't the end all be all. I am just insane and driving myself crazy isn't going to help.
Woo, driving tomorrow morning. It is going to be an interesting summer and I wish that it would start instead of pre-camp.
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| Finally! |
[20 Jun 2009|12:09am] |
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I HAVE A MUTHA FUCKING JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111
After a month and a half of searching, I finally have hooked a camp job teaching swim lessons. Not that I really wanted to teach swim lessons, but a job is a job. So the camp is about an hour away, and I have the option of commuting or staying over (it is a boys sleep away camp). And it would be sleeping in an actual room not with children.
And I will be making a shit ton of monies. And its a Jew camp. My mother found this job and she is pretty awesome.
I gots something to do now.
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