Michael: Well look at you, finally you can keep in touch with Christopher and i without calling us. LoL You should add a "Wall post" so, i can at times write on your wall. And im gonna send Cortney's a invite to add you. :) Hope you're doing AWESOME, i miss you all, especially your cooking my dinner was rice, im officially not eating any more meat, its gross here bc they do not cook it right, and there's no sense in that. But i will eat meat when i come home. I just got home from ASNMU meeting ( we have it every Monday nights) and i motioned to approve an "open form/ comment "towards to end of meeting along with the usual begin public comment form. And i motion to change the tittle of "Freshman Probation" to something a bit more comforting but still has a strong tittle. Kids just get plan scared of "probation" And my comment cards for the bike share was approved and will be printed out this week. And my ratings came in the other day, i got a 4.3 out of 5, and that's tough to get these days with a lot of members quitting or being impeached. Anyway, classes are great, i love my sociology class, the teacher is Russian but he's better than that old fart i had from psych. class. And, My singing class starts on Wed, i have to find a song to sing soon, i can think of one, i thought if an Italian song or "the Prayer or even "once upon a December", who know maybe i'll sing "opps i did it again"...my sing teacher will ♥ that!! :) and of course i hate math, no shock there, i have a quiz on Wed, nervous as hell and i wasn't able to get in touch with Lin today with math ( tell dad that, he knows about that converse). And, today the math people in the tutoring is not as helpful as i thought,, bc the math girl who tutors wasnt in and was gonna be there at the time i could be there, get it?! but its not too hard, Remember Ms. Stecker(Algebra devil), well, its College Algebra, and a lot of it ,its reminder from the past, not too bad. Other than that things are fine, tomorrow is my easy day, good for my T.A jobs. That's right, T.A for spanish and pysch lab! I ♥ them it allows me to feel on top of my game, motivate me to study more and teach better. Of course theirs spanish 103-08 ( first year kids) they were hilarious last tuesday, i got to teach by myself for the first 15-20ish min, bc the spanish teacher wanted me to and she was still getting her things together from her office,( she's a nut but a funny one) It was so good, i felt something wonderful as i was trying to get them to understand the basics of spanish. I had to try-out (sorta speak) to a Spanish teacher in spanish in order to be a T.A. I guess i did well and Pysch lab , simple i go and assist kids in their labs, conducting experiments and helping them through it, i had the class last semester, so everything is fresh on my mind . The cool part is i get credit towards graduation instead of being paid. I haven't got a call or e-mail from my modeling yet saying i have a class to pose too...maybe they're tired of me...who knows. Anyway, things are fine, well balanced( true statement) and i feel good, i had a bad sore throat from doing a all niter with friends on Sat and talking forever...go fig!!!....p.s i have a crush on someone....well i've had it since i've meet this person, just haven't had the guts to do anything. lol! :) So, things are fine, im writing a lot in English and i've made a blog too! It's had my painting and fews pics of Chicago and i even display some stories( well i will) i have one paper! Anyway enough right!? keep in contact !!and comment on my status sometime!! ♥ you and Dad!!...and the grandmaaaa
Uncle Fred: Oh my goodness, you do write a lot! I can see you, too: furiously pecking away at the keyboard. It was good to hear from you; I was wondering how school was going for you so far. Glad to hear all is well. Get on the math--and yes, I remember your math teacher from HPHS. Be proactive and seek out the help you need. Things are basically the same here. I am working out more regularly and just starting to see results and i feel good. I'm going to help Grandma get her ipod all set up: she's looking through my music and we are creating a playlist for her.
Well, be good. Keep fighting the good fight. Focus. Plan well and follow your plan. Make good choices. Live the life you'd be proud of.
;-) Love you-- Uncle Fred (is the whole world going to read this? I don't think I'm going to keep my Facebook open. It is a lot of trouble for something I could just e-mail instead.)
Friday, January 22, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Liz and Nancy's Love
Two of the many people who saved me from fear and helped me overcome and grow from our experiences that will forever change my life for the good. Thank you! This painting is for you both, its our beauty and love for each other! Love you!!
Letters to Mead
Dear Erica,
To start off, I would love to say, I for one am happy not to be obsessed with my teachers unlike my friend Corey who will. I can tell already, I’m gonna love your class no doubt. Look, if even half of what Dr. Corey says in his paper about how he has missed you for the past twenty four hours, it’s true. I thought the global climate was going to dramatically change yesterday after class because we all missed you. The good thing is we are in the midst of the largest educational challenge of NMU of all time and that’s having the university trying put up with Corey, Randi, Brittney and myself because we rock this campus. We just might rock your world or at least our class. I’m gonna guess we should make a group between the five of us; call it “The Brady Bunch”. You might just have a better name for us by the end of the second week such as; Chain of Bobolinks
Now for the best part, me! I was born in a petite quiet village called Lom, a tiny aged village nestle against a mountain called Tsibrita (“wide mountain”) overlooking the Danube River. I grew up in an orphanage until I was at the ripe age of four and was adopted and brought into a new light, one where the dark would not appear so much, in fact ever. (Ask me later about this sentence if confused, you just might be)
Apart from my old country, I grew up a beautiful home in Dallas Texas; I loved every minute of my childhood, until the point of curfews. I figured a few years back I would follow my elderly brothers’ foot-steps in finding a college. I needed something “home” friendly, something catchy and new. I vowed to never come to NMU; I thought anyone who wanted to live in the Upper Peninsula was crazy; here I am now a freshman at NMU. I majoring in international studies, most likely the major will change just like my growth spurts, not! I simply can not answer what kind of food I would choose to eat for the rest of my days with no freedom of other foods. My hidden talent is cleaning under OCD, no joke. I love to clean and be organized all the time, would you like me to clean your house? Oh and another secret talent is I do Voodoo, so don’t mess with me, just kidding. My high school superlative was two things, most organized and the best dressed, go figure!
love English, I do, and my father is an English teacher. I’d love to learn and write poetry and songs. As a singer song writer I worship the time I spend dreaming up music to be and writing the poetry. I crave to learn in your class how to be a superior writer and how to write less dramatically, not that I do already. My aspiration is to write extensive lengths of stories and writing memoirs of my past and my ideal future, hopefully one day a novel or memoir.
Before we embark on this “journey”, let me point out, more letters such as this may pop in your inbox at random times. Because, I strangely have the time to write on my spare time from twenty one credit schedules, I feel I should call this paper the “Daily Bobolinks”.
Sincerely, soon to be your favorite,
Michael Skrobeck
Dear Erica,
To start off, I would love to say, I for one am happy not to be obsessed with my teachers unlike my friend Corey who will. I can tell already, I’m gonna love your class no doubt. Look, if even half of what Dr. Corey says in his paper about how he has missed you for the past twenty four hours, it’s true. I thought the global climate was going to dramatically change yesterday after class because we all missed you. The good thing is we are in the midst of the largest educational challenge of NMU of all time and that’s having the university trying put up with Corey, Randi, Brittney and myself because we rock this campus. We just might rock your world or at least our class. I’m gonna guess we should make a group between the five of us; call it “The Brady Bunch”. You might just have a better name for us by the end of the second week such as; Chain of Bobolinks
Now for the best part, me! I was born in a petite quiet village called Lom, a tiny aged village nestle against a mountain called Tsibrita (“wide mountain”) overlooking the Danube River. I grew up in an orphanage until I was at the ripe age of four and was adopted and brought into a new light, one where the dark would not appear so much, in fact ever. (Ask me later about this sentence if confused, you just might be)
Apart from my old country, I grew up a beautiful home in Dallas Texas; I loved every minute of my childhood, until the point of curfews. I figured a few years back I would follow my elderly brothers’ foot-steps in finding a college. I needed something “home” friendly, something catchy and new. I vowed to never come to NMU; I thought anyone who wanted to live in the Upper Peninsula was crazy; here I am now a freshman at NMU. I majoring in international studies, most likely the major will change just like my growth spurts, not! I simply can not answer what kind of food I would choose to eat for the rest of my days with no freedom of other foods. My hidden talent is cleaning under OCD, no joke. I love to clean and be organized all the time, would you like me to clean your house? Oh and another secret talent is I do Voodoo, so don’t mess with me, just kidding. My high school superlative was two things, most organized and the best dressed, go figure!
love English, I do, and my father is an English teacher. I’d love to learn and write poetry and songs. As a singer song writer I worship the time I spend dreaming up music to be and writing the poetry. I crave to learn in your class how to be a superior writer and how to write less dramatically, not that I do already. My aspiration is to write extensive lengths of stories and writing memoirs of my past and my ideal future, hopefully one day a novel or memoir.
Before we embark on this “journey”, let me point out, more letters such as this may pop in your inbox at random times. Because, I strangely have the time to write on my spare time from twenty one credit schedules, I feel I should call this paper the “Daily Bobolinks”.
Sincerely, soon to be your favorite,
Michael Skrobeck
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