Georgie Girl

Last night, there was a knock at my door. When I went to open it I was shocked to find my beloved dog, Georgie. My shock quickly turned to pure joy as she came bounding through the door, greeting me with dozens of those big sloppy kisses that I have missed so much. Overcome with excitement, I fell to the floor and took her into my arms. I held on to her as tightly as could, determined to never let her go again. Eventually, I released my hold on her, taking her furry head in to my hands I looked her in her eyes as she looked back at me. It was as if time had stopped. It was me and her, just as it used to be. I was trying to take it all in when she suddenly stood up and ran away from me toward a light in the distance. Panic took over as I began to chase her yelling at her to come back, but with every step I took, the light become brighter and my sight of her became weaker. I continued to chase her until the light became so powerful that I was forced to look away. And then I woke up.

I cannot believe that it has been almost a year since I have had to say goodbye to my Georgie girl. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. I remember carrying her to the car and into the vets office. I remember petting her and telling her how much I loved her. I remember my dad lifting her up onto the cold, metal table. I remember holding her head as the life slowly left her body. It was one of the hardest days of my life.

Georgie was so much more than just my childhood dog, she was my best friend. For fifteen years of my life, she was always right by my side, filling even my darkest days with love and joy. As hard as it is to accept that I will never again be able to hold her, I find peace knowing that I can look forward to seeing her in my dreams. She will forever be my Georgie girl.

my georgie girl

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In Your Memory

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Hey guys,

Last week, my boyfriend’s band, In Your Memory, released their first music video, “Layers of Lies (L.O.L)”.

When I first met them, almost two years ago, they were a fairly new, four person band who were still working out their personal differences and trying to break into the local music scene. Since DC does not have a very big “rock” scene, making a name for themselves in the DC/metro area proved to be challenging. Yet, their determination allowed them to overcome any obstacle that was put in their way, and now two years and one person later, they are thriving.

I can honestly say that I have never met such a talented and dedicated group of young men. The music they make comes straight from their hearts and when they perform, they perform with such passion that one can almost feel it in the audience.

As much as these guys get on my last nerve, I couldn’t be more proud of each and every one of them. It has been such an amazing experience to witness their growth not only as a band, but as brothers. This is only the beginning, I can’t wait to see what this journey has in store for you guys!

In Your Memory, “Layers of Lies” 

I’m Back!

So, I did exactly what I said I would not do when I started this blog, which is go weeks on  end without posting anything. I have been so distracted with school, work and some personal issues that I just kind of forgot about my blog. But I am back and am determined not to neglect my blog any longer! So without further ado, here is a quick recap of what I have been up to this past month.

As you all may know, I am interning at my former high school and have been shadowing Mr. Dasilva, my old middle school teacher and sports coach. I am loving it so far, and have learned a lot already. Each day I am there, I am reminded why I chose the path that I did and am more motivated than ever to finish school.

Even though I am extremely motivated in advancing towards my goal, I sometimes lose that motivation when it comes down actually studying. As much as I love the courses I am taking, the amount of reading and papers I have to do drives me to the brink of insanity. Somehow I have managed to avoid having a complete mental break down when it comes to school, the same cannot be said for other aspects of my life, specifically in the relationship department. However, I am not going to address those issues at this moment. Actually, I most likely will never address them directly because I unfortunately need to be careful about how I discuss it. Don’t worry though, if you keep up with my posts you may be able to figure out what I am trying to say.

All in all, these past couple of weeks have been filled with many headaches and emotional ups and downs. If anything though, it is these ups and downs that have made me realize just how much I need to take some time out of my day to reflect on and appreciate everything that is going on in my life. In the words, of Ferris Bueller, “Life moves pretty fast, if you don’t stop and look around once in a while you could miss it”

A Walk Through the Past

Today I had my field experience orientation at Einstein. It was so weird to walk through the hallways of my old high school. Everything felt so different, yet it felt the same. So many memories came back to me all at once, I could still feel the insecure girl that I used to be somewhere deep inside of me. I saw the bench where I used to sit with my ‘friends’ in 9th grade and the classroom I retreated to when they began to bully me. I passed by the locker me and my 3 friends shared and sat in front of  in 10th grade. I visited my 11th grade English teacher, Ms. Kelly (it took her a second to remember who I was, but when she did she said, “Ah! I remember you, you are a good writer). I don’t really remember anything from 12th grade. I had a half day schedule and as soon as third period was over I was gone.

What I remember the most though, was how much of an influence two of my  English teachers had on me; it is because of them I want to be an English teacher. Now here I am, five years later, walking through these halls again not as a high school student, but as college student.

I have already experienced high school, now it is time for me to observe it. This should be interesting.

 

Einstein's Main Street

Einstein’s Main Street

I am starting to get on my own nerves

I have been “writing a paper” for the past couple of hours, and still I haven’t accomplished anything. It’s not like I am not trying to write this paper, it is just that every time I begin to focus on one aspect of this piece of literature I find another aspect that I could write about. Then when I have finally found what my focus will be, I know what I want to write about but I can’t seem to get the words out. So then I think about it and convince myself that I need to find a new focus point and then the cycle beings all over again. I don’t even realize I am doing it until I glance at the clock and realize that I have wasted an hour or two.

I have all of these great ideas swarming around in my head. But as soon as I put pen to paper they all want to escape at the same time causing my brain to go on overdrive and then just completely crash.

IT IS SO FRUSTRATING!

 

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