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Dec 26, 2013

India Bound

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This will be my last post while in the United States!  Hard to believe after six months of patient waiting, I am finally leaving for India.  I’m very excited about the trip and the difference I can make in these children’s lives.  Not just me, but our entire class of 15 that is headed across the world for an International Learning Service course through York College of Pennsylvania.

I am grateful for the support of my family, especially my daughter who was very upset when I originally told her I was leaving the country, but she has since come around and is very happy that I am going to help other children who are much less fortunate than she is.  I explained to her that these children don’t have parents that love and care for them like she does.  She wrote me a song and played and sang it on her new keyboard she got from Santa:

“You are going to India and you will have fun with your friends and teach English to children. And Brian and I will miss you very much and we love you.  And you love Jesus Christ…”  God I love this child!!!

I am also very grateful for the support of my boyfriend, Brian.  Boyfriend just doesn’t seem like a strong enough word to describe him.  I am so in love with this man and will miss him to the point that I imagine it will be painful.  When I get back and we make some final changes in our lives, I know we will get married and stay that way for the rest of our lives.

Lastly, but not least, I am grateful for the support of my family and friends.  I saw my sons, mom, sister, nephew and brother last night, just as Christmas day was wrapping up, and got hugs and kisses from all of them.  My friends have already been messaging me and calling with well wishes and warning me not to drink the water….like I don’t know that. LOL

Well, my bestie is here to house sit for me.  Bless you Trisha!  I love you to pieces and I know my dog is in good hands!  And happy birthday in two days!!!

I have 6 magazines and one Clive Barker book, his first book, Imajica.  If you never heard of this book, it’s 854 pages.  LOL

Love and miss all of you on my blog and Facebook!

Here is the website where I’ll be teaching.  http://www.hoina.org/

The blogsite for my class.  http://yorkcollegehoina2013.weebly.com/

And if I can, I will post on Facebook and my blog!!

Love you!

Pattie

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Dec 18, 2013

Hanging at Rutter’s but thinking about India

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Now that my life is without internet service, I find myself hanging out at Rutter’s using their free Wifi.  It’s amazing how many people come to Rutter’s that I know…I saw my friend Shae the other day, my best girl Trisha and her granddaughter Keira and even the mayor of Dover, Rick Pope.  Rutter’s is a popular place!

So I’m counting down the days until I leave for India.  I realize most of you all are counting down the days until Christmas.  I’m not that excited about Christmas mainly because: 1. My dad has a wild hair up his ass again and I’m not permitted to go to see my mom   2. I’m broke.

About this shunning, my mom is TORN UP because her and I are tight.  John has the biggest mouth, one that runs like a duck’s ass and he can’t seem to keep himself out of my life.  He loves to call my father and tell him about my personal life, none of which is any business of my father or John and Dale is just a tool who won’t see how he’s getting played by “John the Man” or Heather until he is no longer needed for entertainment purposes…seriously, John doesn’t have any real friends and neither does Dale. (Oh, and LaDonna doesn’t count since she’s getting paid to be there.)  I’m not trying to be mean, just stating the truth.  Both men were always amazed by the number of friends I have.  Hmmm…maybe because I’m a nice person?!  Nothing will make me happier then that day in March 2014 when I’m not longer married to that ass clown.  Well, I imagine I will find the day that makes me happier.  The day I marry Brian will make me happier, but first the ass clown has to exit my marital status.

India will be the furthest I’ve traveled in the world.  A whole new land for me to explore.  I’ve promised Brian I will take as few chances as possible while I’m there.  I tend to enjoy the thrill of danger but I don’t have a death wish.  It’s more like I don’t think God is going to take me off the earth anytime soon.  I promise if I ride a motorcycle in India, I’ll wear a helmet.  HAHAHAHA!  That’s more than I do in Pennsylvania!

Remember, beside my personal blog that you’re reading now you can keep track of all 13 York College students and our professor Dave Fyfe at this blogsite.

http://yorkcollegehoina2013.weebly.com/

Guess I need to start packing soon!

~P.

 

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Dec 17, 2013

I crawled out from under that rock

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Seems like forever since I had the time to post.  Seriously, life has been nearly insane.  Some of that insanity has been, well, horrific, and some of that insanity has been heaven sent.  I guess you could say I’m getting it from both directions.

So here’s what’s been going on–the condensed version.

About 2 months ago, I began talking to my crush from middle school, Brian Copenheaver.  It started out just as chatting on Facebook and catching up on the last 25 years since we graduated dear old Dover High School in 1989.  We laughed online and out of the blue he asked me to lunch which I accepted as the restaurant was right by campus.  Ironically, I cancelled on him that Wednesday because I was sick as a dog and we rescheduled for that Friday.  All I can say is when I saw him in person, I knew I was with the wrong person in life and he said the same thing.  Five days later, we had broken up with our significant others, neither of which took that breaking up very well.

At Brian's family Christmas party. Brian and his son Matthew, Tesla and I.

At Brian’s family Christmas party. Brian and his son Matthew, Tesla and I.

Mine went much worse than his and finally ended with me filing for a protection from abuse order which was granted and I retained use of my townhouse.  My ex-boyfriend felt it necessary to bring my future ex-husband into the PFA hearing claiming that I was lying about what had happened and in fact I was under no threat of harm.  Obviously the judge did not agree and so with the help of my future ex-husband, my ex-boyfriend moved out using the moving company I helped establish.  Nothing like having to see John walking through my house as I sat across the street taking in the scene.  Now if only Dale would move on in his life and stop bothering my friends and asking out my sister.  Can you say creepy?!

I wish I could say things went much more smoothly after that, but of course, nothing is that easy in my life.  John is still fighting me on seeing Tesla more.  I filed for a modification through the courthouse and then we went to a lawyer mediation.  The lawyer did finally get him to agree to at least letting me see her every other Monday after he has his custody weekend.  John made it contingent on me passing a drug test for street and prescription drugs.  I told him I would pass with flying colors and if he wanted he could test my cholesterol and IQ if that would make him happy.  He told me not to be a smart ass, but I just can’t help myself.

I leave for India the day after Christmas.  It’s going to be doubly as hard now since I’m not just leaving Tesla, but Brian also.  Brian has been amazing with his support during such a difficult time.  Dale and John have gone above and beyond to try to break me, but this girl doesn’t break.  I hold my head high knowing I did not lie in court, nor cheat on Dale.  He can say whatever he wants, words don’t hurt me.  As long as I still see Tesla, I don’t care what names either of them call me.  I have an amazing daughter who adores me and a boyfriend who loves me unconditionally.  I can’t ask for much more.

A while back I swore I would never get married again.  I take it back….once I finally get this divorce, a divorce that has been dragging on since 2008, I would be honored to marry Brian, even if I don’t want to change my last name again. LOL

Tomorrow is my last day of fall classes at York College.  I start my final term in the spring and graduate in May 2014 and I am ready to take on life.  I recently was hired on a rotating schedule by the local newspaper, York Daily Record, and my first article will be about my trip to India.  I am pumped for the future and so in love, I feel like I’m walking on air.

Thank God I kept the dog and got rid of the boyfriend!  Ying loves Brian!

Stay tuned…I’ll be gone for a little, but hope to post while I’m in India.

Peace and Love!

~P.

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Nov 27, 2013

Spartapalooza 2013

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By Pattie Crider

http://girlboxer1970.com/2013/11/25/spartapalooza-2013/ This link will take you to the highlights of York College’s Spartapalooza 2013.  Enjoy!

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Nov 26, 2013

Winners and Losers

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Do not doubt the wisdom
That which most will never grasp
Struck so sudden
Left in awe
Serving the interest of our hearts
There will always be winners and losers
That’s the way love works

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Nov 25, 2013

Spartapalooza 2013

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Every year at York College of Pennsylvania the students, faculty and families gather for the annual Spartapalooza festival and this year was no different.

There was plenty of food and fun, music and madness to go around.

The ever popular cardboard boat regatta was a crowd favorite and judged by York College’s very own president, Dr. G-S.  The new school mascot, The Screamer, was up to no good as he tried to take a dip in the pool. His handler had his work cut out for him!

The bounce houses, football throwing, face painting, slicing watermelons with playing cards and riding the mechanical bulls was a blast for everyone as we gathered stamps in our class passport to try for amazing prizes in a raffle at the end of the festival.

If you weren’t there, you missed out!

Click the first thumbnail to open the photo gallery.

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Nov 25, 2013

Student Spotlight: Matt Wilson

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By Melanie King

“I had listened to Go Home Freshmen before, and I loved their music because the lyrics spoke to me.”

Matt Wilson, 20, is a junior entrepreneurship major who is currently in the process of auditioning to become a Music Industry and Recording Technology major.

He also plays the drums in the Maryland based pop-punk band Go Home Freshmen. He started playing drums in the fourth grade because his older sister was involved in marching band and orchestra. She wanted him to play violin but Wilson took to the drums and he has not looked back.

Matt started filling in for the Go Home Freshmen’s original drummer who was in the process of joining the Marines. He played a few shows with the band and to his surprise they invited him to be a permanent member. “When they asked me to join the band it was one of those fan-boy moments. I was so happy.” said Wilson. Though he is not an original member of the band Wilson has played a big role in the development of the band’s new album.

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Nov 21, 2013

Open for Love

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My heart was closed, a sign placed “Do Not Disturb”

                              Cold and Vacant.

I blinked, and blinked again. I felt a stir as my eyes swept over him.

My heart beat faster and the blood rushed to my face.

I came to realize I was holding my breath.

We walked toward each other and our arms circled our bodies.

The hug felt good-and so much more.

A direct challenge to my vacant heart.

The familiar knocking in request to enter.

“So good to see you after all these years.”

With that, yes that my friend, my heart began to thaw.

And just a week later, reduced to a puddle of desire, that I’ve never been so priviledged to previously experience.

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Nov 12, 2013

Sleep deprived

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My lids are heavy like weights to bare

Force them upwards and continue to stare

I take the sights in, visually greedy I admit

Too much at stake to just quit

Give me that feeling, I want it for keeps

Even if it means giving up sleep.

 

~P.

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Nov 12, 2013

What the doctor said

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When applying for scholarships,  the applicant usually needs to have letters of recommendation from two professors to accompany the application.

Here’s what one of my professor’s had to say.

Dear Colleagues:
I am happy to recommend Pattie Crider for the Sigma Tau Delta Senior Scholarship.
Pattie is a Professional Writing major and Religious Studies minor who maintains an excellent 3.47 GPA. She is very active in the major and in the English & Humanities Department as a whole. I speak for my colleagues as well as myself when I say that Pattie is a student whom we look forward to having in class and whose company we enjoy immensely during office hours. She is smart, curious, and hard working. Add to that potent academic combination Pattie’s great people skills and wicked sense of humor, and I imagine that you can understand why I think of her so highly.
Pattie has also been active in Department-related extracurricular activities. I can speak most confidently on Pattie’s contributions to The Spartan. Pattie has been a stalwart member of the staff for several years, and I am grateful for her devotion to this important College institution. She has written numerous article that have been published, and she’s done all of this work for no pay or academic credit. Indeed, it’s difficult to find students who will really commit themselves to The Spartan given its lack of tangible reward. Pattie’s service, then, is all the more admirable.
Pattie Crider would be a worthy recipient of the Sigma Tau Delta Senior Scholarship, and I ask that you carefully consider her application. In the meantime, if I can answer any questions about Pattie, please don’t hesitate to contact me.

See…they love me…they really love me!  LOL ~P.

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