So for the last six months, I have been living at home while I am student teaching. While there are definite positives and negatives to this last half-year, one thing always seems to come into my mind. While I am at 'home', I no longer have a place that is 'it' for me anymore, unless I get married someday. Clear as mud, I know. I have always been a somewhat nostalgiac person, and being around my hometown and home for so long just gets me thinking about it all. None of this is me being negative or sad, I have just thought about this kind of stuff more recently. I know that this doesn't make much sense, so I am going to let my favorite scene from my favorite movie do all of the explaining for me.
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Hooray! Facebook is creepy.
I'm a little sad you didn't choose 'Detlef Schrempf' as your song of the week. Maybe I'll start choosing a 'Live '98 Player of the Week' and add it to my blog . . . starting, of course, with Tim Breaux (pronounced 'Brox').
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