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Thank you for caring for her. I just began teaching high school, and have been told I'm too emotionally invested in the kids. But you know what? Some kids need that. They need someone to recognize they need to go to the counselor, or talk with a teacher, or something. I dropped out of high school because of a terrible

I did that last week with the same movie! And why? Because. We need dumbness sometimes. I mean, I work with high schoolers, so I get dumbness all the time, but I need dumbness chosen my ME. So I watch movies like that while drinking my beloved beer.

Should I be panicking or something because I'm getting married in 3 weeks? Everyone is like "is there something I can do for you?" "Are you ok?" "You must be sooooooooo stressed!" blah blah blah. No, I'm fine. I'm not feeling anything, except for excitement and a burning scalp because I'm dying my hair. I have my

Enjoy all of us Okies coming down there to fair-crash pre-Longhorn-OU game. On another note, I love turbans, too. I wear them at home but I'm not secure enough to wear them in public.

I know. They're such free loaders. I tell them that everyday, but they just turn their noses up at me. Then they fart.

For real. My cats are all like "I'm so going to get these flies with my tiny paws and mouth because I'm mean and fierce but really, ewww. Gross. I'd rather eat this food that tastes like cardboard and then smell my own butt" and my dog is like "I'm going to sit around and be fat and if a fly passes by, I might open my

Cabbage can be cole slaw! Who doesn't like mayonnaisy tangy anything?!

Seriously, flies? It's October and you should be dead. You should not be in my house. Go to hell, guys. And definitely stop mating mid-air. That's gross and I hate you.

I always hear 9th graders calling my name by saying "HEY! HEEEY! Ms. Masiteladi! HAAAA

I always hear my ninth graders. It's always "HEY! HEEEY! Ms. Masiteladi! HAAAAAAY!" In my dreams, in silence, in Target. Always. And in my dreams, it's combined with me teaching Spanish, which at their level, is bringing my level of fluency down.

So I'm getting married for real on the 28th at the courthouse. After that, we're going to a Halloween party, and I'm going to be a 50's housewife that is pregnant yet still drinking martinis. Everyone thinks we're getting married on the 30th, at our reception, so I am so pumped about surprising everyone! They'll be

I figured, but I didn't want it to go to waste, so I thought I'd try. Now I just have a chunk of Lebanese tuber rose-scented blue wool hanging around.

Awww I just tried it with pre-felted wool left over from a never-done wedding decoration project. It does not work. On another note, supermarkethq.com has some good inspirations for felted soap. Someone makes a gift set of little oval soaps wrapped in varying shades of grey, cream and then white to make them look like

El Scooooorcho!!! Pinkerton brought me to my best friend. Specifically the song "El Sorcho". I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon!

I once had a lemonade stand with the anticipated profits going towards a Spice Girls concert. I distinctly remember only earning 63 cents.

Damn! They are beautiful but more expensive than my dress (it was $100). I do want them all though.

You read my mind!!!! I need a corset for my wedding. My colors are teal and brown, and I have a teal headpiece, a teal belt, and feel like I need teal at the bust to break up the brown dress. So, I'm looking for a corset that I can sew ribbon onto so that it peeks above the bust line. They're expensive everywhere!

Sadly, I'm in Oklahoma, so I'll only learn to sing with a twang.

My mom and I both have the travel bug, but together, it's t.e.r.r.i.b.l.e. She's so timid and afraid to speak her mind that it always ends up with us in say, awesome ruins, and her crying because she didn't want to go there. She didn't tell me that, she pretended it was an awesome idea, and then she breaks my heart.

Yay! Thanks! I don't have money for lessons right now. Maybe I'll put it on my wedding registry. Or, some college student needs some experience or something teaching singing (at my college it was required to do free teaching-ish stuff if you plan on teaching, which I did for Spanish).