...it's not the storm before the calm

I am supposed to be working on my student teaching portfolio, but I am watching Four Christmases.

I don't want to graduate. I love Clemson and all it has to offer.

Where is the generation gap when an alumnus who spent four years in these hills before the turn of the century says, "Next to my church and my home, I love Clemson University beyond all other institutions this side of heaven" and when a graduate-to-be says, "Excepting only my parents, Clemson has meant more to me and done more for me than anything that has touched my life."
~Joe Sherman

I can't stop thinking about graduation. I don't have a job for August. I have wanted to be a teacher since I was in the third grade. I have worked for this...and my dream may not come true because of our economy.

wow, this brings back the high school days...

So, I wrote a blog back in high school. I thought I was so cool then. Ha. How times have changed. How I have changed.

Graduation is in a mere 25 days.

This summer is going to be crazy. I will be trying to get a job, working, traveling to and from Clemson for many weddings, and hopefully going cruising. You know, I just really want to be a teacher in August.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11

Peace and Blessings, Peace and Blessings.