Thanksgiving '05

The Football Game:

For some reason, I really felt like playing flag football this Thanksgiving with my brothers and Abbey. Perhaps this sudden impulse was due to watching the OSU vs. Michigan game on TV fairly recently. 

Since I was only at home for a few days, I didn't have any play clothing with me at all. Steve let me borrow his snowboarding pants, and Abbey also borrowed clothing items as well. She said the two of us looked like "oompa loompas".

Steve was the all time quarter back for both teams. He was also the offensive coach for both teams.  Since Steve is "Mr. Athlete",  any team with him exclusively on it would have been an unfair advantage. Abbey and Brandon were on one team, and Matt and I were on the other team.  It was a very close match up. One of the funniest plays was when Matt and I were doing a double slant play.  Steve threw the ball to me and I proceeded to run toward the end zone when Matt tackled me! 

         "That was the worst thing that I have EVER seen in flag football, " remarked Steve. I can honestly say that I had never seen someone tackle his or her own teammate before.  I couldn't help but laugh and ask Matt was he was thinking.  Despite this, Matt and I did win the football game.

Black Friday

I could not help but go shopping the day after Thanksgiving. I have quite a bit of holiday shopping done already, but the sales were simply too tempting. I went to Nordstrom to look for brown shoes that would fit. I have a terrible time with shoes because I have very narrow ankles and narrow feet, and I was lucky enough to find a pair. My aunt was making fun of me because my other brown shoes are 7 years old and have a small hole in them, yet I refused to get rid of them until I could find a suitable replacement.

Limited had a great sale on my favorite style of pants. I have a hard time finding pants that fit me, so when I find a style that works I stick with them.  Tops are easy, but pants are such a pain. They are usually baggy in the wrong places *ugh*.  Not only were the pants on sale, but also the alterations and shipping were free.  :)

Trapped by "obligation"

I feel that part of the reason that I have relationship/commitment issues is because of the nature of the dating system itself. I feel that agreeing to be a girlfriend is a verbal contract, and with that contract comes certain obligations. For instance, without sufficient feelings a kiss could become the equivalent of a handshake in a relationship rather than an emotional response.  Even if establishing boundary conditions and/or proposing a time line for long-term growth modify the system, one can still feel as if being forced into a mold of what a girlfriend should be. Is this because of our culture, friends, and/or family? Could it be socially constructed as a norm? 

In order for me to really be happy in a relationship, I would have to be comfortable around the person and not feel the pressures of obligation.  Then, any expression of warmth and affection would be genuine and from the heart. Until that happens, I will always have relationship issues.

Ovarian Cancer Pin:

I purchased a lovely teal ovarian cancer pin at Claire's last week. I was so excited, because I had never seen one in the stores before. Afterwards, I remembered that I had read something about it on xanga before (I think Linda's) a long time ago.

A Few Thoughts...

I never realized how immature high school students can be. I had to confiscate a fake rat and gave a kid a d-hall for using a whoopie cushion in class.  It's really sad actually. I feel like a babysitter more often than a teacher.

Some of the students are cool though. Word has spread that I like to draw, so now some of my students are starting to show me their artwork. Little things like that brighten my day.

Halloween 2005

I went to a 80's Halloween party with one of my friends.  We played pictionary and watched the end of the movie Ghostbusters, but the most interesting part was our conversations afterward.

For instance, we were talking about past crushes and such, and she knew what I meant by "the look."  "The look" is this strange moment when this expression appears in a guy's eyes when you are hanging out together, and there is this intense energy/feeling that is almost overwhelming. It's really odd, and so strong that I always have to look away because it's just too awkward for me. She is the first person that I know that actually knew exactly was I was talking about. I don't see the look very often. In fact, I only remember it happening a few times in my life. 

Your Sexy Halloween Costume Is

Knock Out