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  <title>When pianos try to be guitars</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 23:55:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>moving</title>
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  <description>Well, I finally decided to break down and upgrade to a paid account for my old journal, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_irradescent&apos; lj:user=&apos;irradescent&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://irradescent.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://irradescent.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;irradescent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so that I could do one of those handy mass privacy editing things. So anyway, that&apos;s where you can find me from now on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a blessed holiday weekend and that I&apos;ll see you at my other journal (and now I&apos;ve got a year&apos;s worth of backdating these entries onto that account).</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 11:34:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fall in love with the Word</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been awhile since I&apos;ve really gotten into reading my Bible. I&apos;ve been trying to read it daily these past two weeks, but it doesn&apos;t always happen, and even when it does, I don&apos;t have any real direction, just kinda flip open random pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday I woke up with a song in my heart, and the good mood followed me all day. Even though work was insanely busy (Palm Sunday, so people came straight from church to the restaurant) and I sold 97 buffets (25-40 is the average), I still had peace in my heart and still was praising God through out the day. I came home from work still in good spirits and did some reading while enjoying a steamy hot bubble bath.  I especially love Psalm 145:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Psalm 145&lt;br /&gt;1 I lift you high in praise, my God, O my King! and I&apos;ll bless your name into eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2 I&apos;ll bless you every day,&lt;br /&gt;      and keep it up from now to eternity.&lt;br /&gt; 3 God is magnificent; he can never be praised enough.&lt;br /&gt;      There are no boundaries to his greatness.&lt;br /&gt; 4 Generation after generation stands in awe of your work;&lt;br /&gt;      each one tells stories of your mighty acts.&lt;br /&gt; 5 Your beauty and splendor have everyone talking;&lt;br /&gt;      I compose songs on your wonders.&lt;br /&gt; 6 Your marvelous doings are headline news;&lt;br /&gt;      I could write a book full of the details of your greatness.&lt;br /&gt; 7 The fame of your goodness spreads across the country;&lt;br /&gt;      your righteousness is on everyone&apos;s lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 God is all mercy and grace—&lt;br /&gt;      not quick to anger, is rich in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9 God is good to one and all;&lt;br /&gt;      everything he does is suffused with grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10-11 Creation and creatures applaud you, God;&lt;br /&gt;      your holy people bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   They talk about the glories of your rule,&lt;br /&gt;      they exclaim over your splendor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12 Letting the world know of your power for good,&lt;br /&gt;      the lavish splendor of your kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 13 Your kingdom is a kingdom eternal;&lt;br /&gt;      you never get voted out of office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   God always does what he says,&lt;br /&gt;      and is gracious in everything he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 14 God gives a hand to those down on their luck,&lt;br /&gt;      gives a fresh start to those ready to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15 All eyes are on you, expectant;&lt;br /&gt;      you give them their meals on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16 Generous to a fault,&lt;br /&gt;      you lavish your favor on all creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 17 Everything God does is right—&lt;br /&gt;      the trademark on all his works is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 18 God&apos;s there, listening for all who pray,&lt;br /&gt;      for all who pray and mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 19 He does what&apos;s best for those who fear him—&lt;br /&gt;      hears them call out, and saves them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 20 God sticks by all who love him,&lt;br /&gt;      but it&apos;s all over for those who don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 21 My mouth is filled with God&apos;s praise.&lt;br /&gt;      Let everything living bless him,&lt;br /&gt;      bless his holy name from now to eternity! &lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 11:19:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and speaking of shootings....</title>
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  <description>One of my former coworkers was shot to death on Monday. I wasn&apos;t close to him, but he was a good kid and one of the people there I actually really liked.  Tia, do you remember Omar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2007 11:29:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a creepy dream</title>
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  <description>Having a shooting dream is not uncommon for me. I&apos;ve had several, and in the past 6 months alone I&apos;ve had about 7 or so. Infact, that&apos;s how I&apos;m convinced I will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hadn&apos;t had one recently, until last night. It was St. Patrick&apos;s day, and I was downtown and had to go to the bathroom. I went to a bar and bought a drink, just so I could use the toilet. Well then I was waiting at the Wood St T station when this guy came up and pulled out a gun. There were about 5 of us lined up against the benches and we all curled into balls and just waited. I started praying to God, asking him to take me into his kingdom when I died and asking that it wouldn&apos;t hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing thing was, it didn&apos;t hurt because I didn&apos;t die. It was like I was invincible. Two people died, but the other three of us, we were still alive because were had been praying for God to intervene. Well, then we got on the bus (the 86B, I think) and the guy was still there, following us, so we started praying over the whole bus for God&apos;s protection and it worked! No one on the bus was even touched by the bullets and then I just got up in the middle of the bus and started praising God (which is definitely in a dream because I&apos;m so shy and usually keep things to myself. Like, with praying and praising, I&apos;ll do it silently, especially in public, but if God&apos;s keeping a bus full of people safe, he deserves to be praised out loud to the Heavens.) and then asking anyone if they wanted to talk to me about him, like the non-believers, since everyone on the bus had just witnessed a miracle/divine intervention. And a woman did want to talk to me, so I started reading to her from John (I&apos;m really not sure how to witness to people. I wish I could take an Effective Witnessing class or something.) and just telling her about God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really cool dream overall. Like, usually when I have shooting nightmares I wake up all freaked out and shaking, but this one was peaceful and had a happy ending. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 08:56:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>RECOVER YOUR HAPPINESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A--Accept&lt;br /&gt;Accept others for who they are and for the choices they&apos;ve made even if you have difficulty understanding their beliefs, motives, or actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B--Break Away&lt;br /&gt;Break away from everything that stands in the way of what you hope to accomplish with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C--Create&lt;br /&gt;Create a family of friends whom you can share your hopes, dreams, sorrows, and happiness with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D--Decide&lt;br /&gt;Decide that you&apos;ll be successful and happy come what may, and good things will find you. The roadblocks are only minor obstacles along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E--Explore&lt;br /&gt;Explore and experiment. The world has much to offer, and you have much to give. And every time you try something new, you&apos;ll learn more about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F--Forgive&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget. Grudges only weigh you down and inspire unhappiness and grief. Soar above it, and remember that everyone makes mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G--Grow&lt;br /&gt;Leave the childhood monsters behind. They can no longer hurt you or stand in your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H--Hope&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the best and never forget that anything is possible as long as you remain dedicated to the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I--Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the negative voice inside your head. Focus instead on your goals and remember your accomplishments. Your past success is only a small inkling of what the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J--Journey&lt;br /&gt;Journey to new worlds, new possibilities, by remaining open-minded. Try to learn something new every day, and you&apos;ll grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K--Know&lt;br /&gt;Know that no matter how bad things seem, they&apos;ll always get better. The warmth of spring always follows the harshest winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L--Love&lt;br /&gt;Let love fill your heart instead of hate. When hate is in your heart, there&apos;s room for nothing else, but when love is in your heart, there&apos;s room for endless happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M--Manage&lt;br /&gt;Manage your time and your expenses wisely, and you&apos;ll suffer less stress and worry. Then you&apos;ll be able to focus on the important things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N--Notice&lt;br /&gt;Never ignore the poor, infirm, helpless, weak, or suffering. Offer your assistance when possible, and always your kindness and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O--Open&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and take in all the beauty around you. Even during the worst of times, there&apos;s still much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P--Play&lt;br /&gt;Never forget to have fun along the way. Success means nothing without happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q--Question&lt;br /&gt;Ask many questions, because you&apos;re here to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R--Relax&lt;br /&gt;Refuse to let worry and stress rule your life, and remember that things always have a way of working out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S--Share&lt;br /&gt;Share your talent, skills, knowledge, and time with others. Everything that you invest in others will return to you many times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T--Try&lt;br /&gt;Even when your dreams seem impossible to reach, try anyway. You&apos;ll be amazed by what you can accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U--Use&lt;br /&gt;Use your gifts to your best ability. Talent that&apos;s wasted has no value. Talent that&apos;s used will bring unexpected rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V--Value&lt;br /&gt;Value the friends and family members who&apos;ve supported and encouraged you, and be there for them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W--Work&lt;br /&gt;Work hard every day to be the best person you can b e, but never feel guilty if you fall short of your goals. Every sunrise offers a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X--X-Ray&lt;br /&gt;Look deep inside the hearts of those around you and you&apos;ll see the goodness and beauty within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y--Yield&lt;br /&gt;Yield to commitment. If you stay on track and remain dedicated, you&apos;ll find success at the end of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z--Zoom&lt;br /&gt;Zoom to a happy place when bad memories or sorrow rears its ugly head. Let nothing interfere with your goals. Instead, focus on your abilities, your dreams, and a brighter tomorrow.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 00:37:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE ONE: THE OUTSIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What&apos;s your name: Rachelle&lt;br /&gt;2. How tall are you: 5 zero&lt;br /&gt;3. What color are your eyes: green&lt;br /&gt;4. What color is your hair: brown&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you Male or Female: female&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your best feature (physically): my ass, if you ask one of my coworkers&lt;br /&gt;7. What&apos;s your shoe size: 7 1/2&lt;br /&gt;8. Glasses, yes or no: yes&lt;br /&gt;9. Did you ever have braces: no, but I want them&lt;br /&gt;10. On a typical day you are wearing: either work clothes or pjs&lt;br /&gt;11. When you go to bed you&apos;re wearing: nothing&lt;br /&gt;12. work out/exercise about how often: i walk all over the place, but i&apos;d like to start rollerblading regularly once the weather gets warmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE TWO: MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;1. Name five of your favorite bands: audio adrenaline, the pretenders&lt;br /&gt;2. Name five of your favorite singers: alanis, rebecca st james, george strait, ani difranco&lt;br /&gt;3. Name three songs you are currently playing nonstop: holy-nicole nordeman, back on the chain gang- the pretenders, before he cheats-carrie underwood&lt;br /&gt;4. Name one song (give lyrics) that best describes your life right now: do it anyway-martina mcbride&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You can spend your whole life buildin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Something from nothin&lt;br /&gt;One storm could come and blow it all away&lt;br /&gt;Build it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could chase a dream&lt;br /&gt;That seems so out of reach&lt;br /&gt;And you know it might not ever come your way&lt;br /&gt;Dream it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is great but sometimes life aint good&lt;br /&gt;And when I pray&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&apos;t always turn out like i think it should&lt;br /&gt;But I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This worlds gone crazy&lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;That tomorrow will be better than today&lt;br /&gt;Believe it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can love someone with all you heart&lt;br /&gt;For all the right reasons&lt;br /&gt;And in a moment they can choose to walk anyway&lt;br /&gt;love em anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is great but sometimes life aint good&lt;br /&gt;And when I pray&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&apos;t always turn out like i think it should&lt;br /&gt;But I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I do it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can pour your soul out singin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;A song you believe in&lt;br /&gt;That tomorrow they&apos;ll forget you ever sang&lt;br /&gt;Sing it anyway&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sing it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing&lt;br /&gt;I dream&lt;br /&gt;I love anyway&quot;&lt;br /&gt;5. Name one song (give lyrics) that best describes your life one year ago: feathery wing-voltaire&lt;br /&gt;&quot;a long, long time ago i fell to this place&lt;br /&gt;from another dimesnion&lt;br /&gt;and thrust amongst the beasts&lt;br /&gt;and they way they behave borders on dementia&lt;br /&gt;now through all these years&lt;br /&gt;i can barely take it&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t think i can make it&lt;br /&gt;take me away from here&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m so sick and tired of the&lt;br /&gt;the taste of tears&lt;br /&gt;the sting of pain&lt;br /&gt;the smell of fear&lt;br /&gt;the sounds of crying&quot;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you&apos;re driving, what are the preset stations on your radio: y108 (country), bobFM&lt;br /&gt;7. What&apos;s the last CD you bought: I haven&apos;t bought a cd in a long time, but I want to get a copy of Poe&apos;s Haunted again&lt;br /&gt;8. Was the last CD you burned an actual CD or a mix: mix&lt;br /&gt;9. Name one song/band/singer you&apos;re embarrassed to like but do: none&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could only attend one concert ever again, it would be: Alanis&lt;br /&gt;11. Name one band/singer you absolutely can&apos;t stand: the &quot;this is why I&apos;m hot&quot; song &lt;br /&gt;12. Name a group you use to like but feel you&apos;ve grown out of: tori amos (ever since Choirgirl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE THREE: MOVIES/TELEVISION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name your favorite actor: christopher llyod&lt;br /&gt;2. Name your favorite actress: winona ryder&lt;br /&gt;3. Name your favorite television show right now: Friends, Buffy&lt;br /&gt;4. Name five really cool movies you&apos;ve recently seen: Deja Vu, Bridge to Terebithia.. and Okay, I haven&apos;t seen that many movies lately.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favorite canceled television show: Friends&lt;br /&gt;7. Name one movie you wish you hadn&apos;t wasted time/money on recently: not sure&lt;br /&gt;8. You would never watch a movie with: crystal, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite candy/food to watch movies with: popcorn&lt;br /&gt;10. Three favorite tv channels: Lifetime, WB (or whatever that new name is), ABC Family&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite reality show: Real World Boston was the ONLY reality show I ever liked.&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite character on a reality show: I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE FOUR: WORD ASSOCIATION&lt;br /&gt;(Write the first word/thing/person that comes into your head when you read this word:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. coffee: peppermint mocha&lt;br /&gt;2. dog: brindle&lt;br /&gt;3. slut: porn&lt;br /&gt;4. candy: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;5. pole: north&lt;br /&gt;6. ocean: nags head&lt;br /&gt;7. brave: new world&lt;br /&gt;8. loving: watching Friends&lt;br /&gt;9. cookie: Reeses&lt;br /&gt;10. death: drive by&lt;br /&gt;11. life: stressful&lt;br /&gt;12. child: my child welfare class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE FIVE: WHICH WOULD YOU PREFER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ten guilty men go free OR One innocent man goes to jail for life? if those guilty men are murderers or rapists, then no, I don&apos;t want them going free.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eaten by a lion OR Eaten by thousands of small insects? umm, neither!&lt;br /&gt;3. A life of contentment without love OR A life with love and heartache? contentment. I want love, but not the heartache&lt;br /&gt;4. Skydiving from a plane OR Bungee jumping off a bridge? I don&apos;t like heights, and I don&apos;t think falling would be much better.&lt;br /&gt;6. No television OR No music? no music &lt;br /&gt;7. No more pizza, ever OR No more chocolate, ever? no more chocolate&lt;br /&gt;8. A trip to Europe OR a trip to Hawaii? europe&lt;br /&gt;9. An hour with your future soul mate OR An hour with a lost loved one? soul mate, cause then I&apos;d know who it was&lt;br /&gt;10. No longer being able to cry OR No longer being able to feel the need to cry? I&apos;d LOVE not to need to cry&lt;br /&gt;11. Sex without love OR love without sex? love without sex&lt;br /&gt;12. Loving someone who doesn&apos;t love you OR being loved by someone you don&apos;t love? loving someone who doesn&apos;t love me (depressing, but it also is a sucky feeling being with someone you don&apos;t love that loves you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE SIX: THE LOVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you currently in a relationship: yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you currently looking/interested in someone: my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you a virgin: no&lt;br /&gt;4. If yes, how long do you plan to be one: n/a&lt;br /&gt;5. How many times have you been &quot;in love&quot;: 4&lt;br /&gt;6. Looking back, how do you feel about that person(s) now: I&apos;d rather have never loved and had to lose&lt;br /&gt;7. Name three things (physically) you look for in someone: eyes, whether they give good hugs, height&lt;br /&gt;8. Name three things (mentally/emotionally) you look for in someone: good listener, will talk to me/share feelings, mature&lt;br /&gt;9. Biggest turn offs include: ignorant, cocky,...&lt;br /&gt;10. Your ideal date would be: something intimate, like a picnic lunch in the woods, or a special evening at home&lt;br /&gt;11. You want to get married, where, when, how: Camp Soles, outdoors, in the fall, with the leaves being all colorful. Oh, and lots of dancing. &lt;br /&gt;12. Does anyone have feelings for you right now that you don&apos;t return: I don&apos;t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE SEVEN: THE FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;(of your friends, who would you say is:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The one you immediately go to with a problem: crystal&lt;br /&gt;2. The most rational: laura&lt;br /&gt;3. The funniest: suvey always makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;4. The one you spend the most time on the phone with: i don&apos;t talk on the phone that much&lt;br /&gt;5. The craziest (but in a good way): suvaana&lt;br /&gt;6. The most honest: cory, crystal, susan&lt;br /&gt;7. The purest: susan&lt;br /&gt;8. The smartest: susan or james&lt;br /&gt;9. The most athletic: suvaana&lt;br /&gt;10. The most compassionate: crystal&lt;br /&gt;11. The one most likely to get thrown in jail and why: none of them&lt;br /&gt;12. The last one that said &quot;I love you&quot;: suvaana&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 20:43:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>First, thanks for all the nice comments people left me. I&apos;m feeling, well, not better, but more numb. I had therapy and it was the first time I&apos;ve ever cried in her office. And boy, did I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went to see my little sister and now I&apos;m praising God for small blessings. There&apos;s nothing like having a backpack race (don&apos;t ask. let me just say that I&apos;ll bring knee pads next week.) with a goofy 12 year old to put things into perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a good therapy session, and I have a lot of stuff to reflect on. I think I&apos;m going to go dig up Sissy&apos;s Tree63 cd and blast some praise music while I clean my room. I&apos;ve got to do some emotional house cleaning as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hot bath. Early bedtime (though some would argue that I go to bed early when I &quot;stay up late.&quot;). Work tomorrow, then talking to Cory and starting my next fast tracks class, Child Welfare.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 21:35:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m such an evil witch and i treat my boyfriend horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d probably treat other people horribly if i could get anyone to be near me. i&apos;m so fucking depressed right now. i can&apos;t stop crying. i just want held, but i don&apos;t blame cory for not wanting to hold me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 12:53:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>daylight&apos;s savings</title>
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  <description>Do we turn our clocks forward tonight or tomorrow?(though it might be nice to be an hour late to work tomorrow morning)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 12:50:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I miss my cousin. We used to be so close growing up and she was one of my best friends, but once she got to college we started drifting apart, and the last time I saw her (last summer) she was a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn Myspace. I really wish I were able to delete it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 20:34:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m back...kind of</title>
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  <description>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been 5 weeks since my last update. I&apos;ve been reading livejournal here and there since then, but really randomly. In the next week or so I plan on going to each person on my friends list and catching up on individual journals. I&apos;ve missed yinz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate caved and ordered DSL a couple weeks ago, and on Thursday &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_jtmulc&apos; lj:user=&apos;jtmulc&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://jtmulc.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://jtmulc.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;jtmulc&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came and set things up for us.  Well, wouldn&apos;t you know that my laptop chose the day before to break.  Well, actually, the day before it started to fizzle out and Thursday it actually broke. It takes a reeeeeeeeeaaaalllllllly long time to boot (like 20 minutes) and then just as long to think about everything else. The suckiest part is that out of my three computer geek friends, none of them knows squat about Macs. I did give &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_jtmulc&apos; lj:user=&apos;jtmulc&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://jtmulc.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://jtmulc.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;jtmulc&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; permission to play with it and see if he could fix it. At this point I don&apos;t think things could get much worse, only just better. I&apos;m using my roommie&apos;s laptop now, but I&apos;m still getting used to the two mouse button thing, and the stupid &quot;link opens when you hover over it&quot; thing, and just the way the keyboard&apos;s different (I&apos;m such a Mac snob), plus I&apos;m rarely home and awake, so I&apos;m not sure how often I&apos;ll be updating. You can click the cut for the full story on the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me time to catch up with everyone, and if anything significant has happened in the past month, please leave me comments and tell me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...  Life&apos;s been a bunch of ups and downs. I started the new semester the last week of January, and I&apos;m taking a Spanish class every Monday evening. It&apos;s Spanish 1, easy, though the teacher is a bit fickle.  Then last week I began my fast tracks classes, where you go to class Friday from 5:30-10 and then Saturday from 9-4 for four weeks and then you&apos;re done with the class. Well, so far I love this type of class! I&apos;m taking Sociology of the Family right now, which is incredibly interesting, all about the history of families, different cultures, sex, gender, theories, all that stuff. The teacher does a really good job of interacting with the class, involving us and making it interesting and not boring (though I enjoyed the material of Urban Sociology, that teacher wasn&apos;t good at interacting with the class), plus he doesn&apos;t like to stay late so we&apos;ve been getting out of class by 9 on Fridays and 3 on Saturdays. I just started last week and I had my mid-term today already. I think I aced it, too. It only took 3 minutes to take, which means I knew all the answers or I just thought I did. I felt pretty confident, though. I have a paper to write for next week on absentee fathers and how it affects the child. I&apos;m such a nerd and can&apos;t wait to write it. I love researching and writing papers.&lt;br /&gt;Work has been up and down as well. It&apos;s sucked because of the weather. I work at a restaurant, so when the weather&apos;s bad we don&apos;t have business and us employees lose hours hardcore. I&apos;m barely able to cover my rent and other bills at this point, but between going to school three nights a week I don&apos;t have time to pick up a temporary second job. I&apos;m making ends meet, and eventually things&apos;ll pick up. The only time work truly sucks is whenever they&apos;re blatantly on my ass to get off the payroll. I&apos;m not a milker; I do my work and leave when it&apos;s done, whether I&apos;m ahead of schedule, running late or right on time. Plus I can&apos;t stand the GM. As long as I&apos;m working with one of the other managers, I&apos;m happy. Thankfully I work day shift and she seems to prefer dinners.&lt;br /&gt;Things with Cory are going well. He&apos;s just totally awesome and makes me happy. I know it&apos;s far away, but leaving for Peace Corps is really going to suck in that aspect.&lt;br /&gt;But speaking of, I met with a recruiter a couple weeks ago, and I can apply for PC in October. That&apos;s only like 7 months away. I can&apos;t believe it!&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m finally getting matched with my Little on Thursday. I&apos;ve been trying to get involved with Big Brothers Big Sisters since October (well, really since 2002, but by the time I got matched back then I was moving to a different county) and just now am getting my Little Sister.&lt;br /&gt;I think that&apos;s life in a nutshell. I need to call my midwife and make an appointment with a psychiatrist because of my therapist&apos;s urging. She wants me to go back on meds but I don&apos;t want to, but apparently I&apos;m showing signs of PMDD, which is a severe version of PMS. I saw an advertisement for it a couple weeks ago but didn&apos;t really pay attention, but my roommate was reading a depression book and there was a chapter in it that she swore was written about me. After reading it, things made a lot of sense. So I&apos;m not sure whether I should see my midwife or the psychiatrist or what. I&apos;m not even sure if that&apos;s what I have but it makes sense because I&apos;m happy go lucky for two weeks after my period and then the week before my period I&apos;m depressed/suicidal/moody/bitchy/SI tendencies, all kinds of disgusting emotions. Then the week of my period I&apos;m irritable but only normal bitchy, then I&apos;m fine again for two weeks. This only just started in September, but it&apos;s been like clockwork since then, to the point where I can write on the calendar &quot;Rachelle&apos;s PMS&quot; and Crystal and Cory both know to not talk to me unless I talk first. And I feel badly for my horrible behavior, but it&apos;s like I&apos;m just watching my emotions and words spew from my mouth and I can&apos;t stop them.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I need to see someone.&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks for listening. I&apos;ll be catching up in the next week or so with everyone&apos;s journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_prayithelps&apos; lj:user=&apos;prayithelps&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://prayithelps.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://prayithelps.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;prayithelps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I have had a letter for you for awhile now, but I couldn&apos;t find your address. I just found it today so I&apos;ll be mailing it out on Monday. I&apos;m sorry it&apos;s taken so long.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 17:35:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MLK day</title>
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  <description>I went to the KEYS Service Corps&apos;s Martin Luther King day of service thing for my roommate&apos;s Americorps program. She&apos;s in the same program I served in 2 years ago, and it was nice seeing some of my old friends there.  The thing itself wasn&apos;t anything big. The program is mentoring and tutoring at-risk youth in the Pittsburgh area, and the Corps members had video taped children from their sites reciting Dr. King&apos;s &quot;I have a dream&quot; speech, which was pretty cool. It was sweet seeing the really young children trying to proudly pronounce some of the bigger words. :)  They also had a quilt making station, a care package station (they&apos;re donating things to homeless shelters in the area) and poetry readings.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 20:33:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>still kicking</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m around. Feeling down. School starts in two weeks. Just ordered my textbook. Thankfully I have one new class a month so I can break down the cost of things. Might be going to see Edward Scissorhands tonight, but I&apos;m not happy as to how I got these tickets. The world that was my brother has been shaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling down. Blame it on the rain (la la la) or my pending period. Can&apos;t wait to get back on the Ring. Stupid Pills screwed me up physically all this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad at my GM. Counting the days til my anniversary. Counting the months til my surgery. Counting the months til I graduate. Counting the months til I apply for Peace Corps. Meeting with a recruiter next month. Can&apos;t wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like I&apos;m never gonna get married, never gonna have kids, never gonna get out of Eat n Park land. I know these are all myths, or atleast the last one is, but it&apos;s just one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am finally going to get a Little, and I&apos;m also going to start a tutor/mentor program elsewhere as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I had a car today. I don&apos;t feel like riding the bus home just to turn around and come back to Oakland. But such is life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 16:28:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>relaxing</title>
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  <description>Just finished with the emailing and skimming over livejournal. I&apos;m at the library and a couple things came in for me, including the new Dee Henderson book (thank you to whoever on here said she received a copy because I had no idea Dee had a new book out) and Ani&apos;s Little Plastic Castles came in for me as well. I&apos;ve got to clean my room (hard core) and that&apos;s a good cleaning cd. Bummed I can&apos;t find my original copy, and I&apos;ve got to get &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; copy of Tori&apos;s Choirgirl cd (in the past 10 or so years since it came out I&apos;ve already worn out two copies of that album).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Children&apos;s Museum is hiring, so I think I&apos;m going to apply there. I&apos;ve wanted to work there for a couple years now and I just got an email this morning about an opening. How I hate writing cover letters, though. A school I&apos;ve never heard of is also hiring, for a teacher&apos;s assistant/aide, so I think I&apos;m going to send my resume there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Nothing really. My life&apos;s been relatively boring lately. Lots of work, a bit of an emotional break down on Saturday (not work related, believe it or not. I was having a lovely morning and then just all of a sudden felt sad and then spent like 4 hours that evening bawling. Still not sure why.). Talked to Susan yesterday, which is always nice, but it also left me feeling sad because I miss her. The previous three summers I&apos;d seen for atleast a couple weeks each summer, but this past summer I saw her for a total of two and a half days (and not even all at once), so, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning on seeing Edward Scissorhands this weekend if there are still tickets left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that&apos;s about it. I&apos;m suppose to start being trained in the kitchen at work tomorrow. I hope that goes well. Hopefully since I wasn&apos;t put on the schedule to be trained that means that they&apos;ve already got enough help in the kitchen and the manager can spend the whole time training me instead of having to stop and help the other employees and stuff (because my store has no common sense when it comes to staffing the place with a trainee around).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely day, week, whatever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 30 Dec 2006 20:22:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>happy book ending</title>
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  <description>Coincidentally, the first and last books that I&apos;ve read this year both have something to do with &quot;fat chick empowerment.&quot;  The first book I read this year was Peaches by Jodi Lynn Anderson. It wasn&apos;t good enough to recommend, but it didn&apos;t drag to the point that I could not finish it. It took place on a peach orchard and it was about three teenage girls. One was a deliquent doing community service, another was the niece of the orchard owner and the third was the owner&apos;s daughter, who was a kind of &quot;loser&quot;, but by the end of the book I was smiling and cheering her on.  The last book that I&apos;ll have read this year is Good in Bed by Jennifer Weiner. I&apos;ve been meaning to read this book for 4 years now, ever since the first time someone recommended it to me, and my roommate&apos;s guest that was up this weekend finished reading it while she was here and left it for us to borrow.&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic. It starts out with the main character, Cannie, being nationally dissed in a magazine column that her ex-boyfriend has written, which totally grabs you from page 2. And basically it&apos;s about her coming to love her body and herself. I think every woman, whether you&apos;ve ever been overweight or you&apos;ve just felt like you were, should read this book. It reminds me of something Ani might&apos;ve written. Or maybe I&apos;m just too smitten so I&apos;m mixing those two together, but yeah, what a wonderful way to end this year, book-wise.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 20:47:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oye!</title>
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  <description>ask me about friday and about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, when i&apos;m off work and over cory&apos;s and have an internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to work now, but i do plan on updating about this past weekend, if someone is nice enough to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone had a lovely holiday weekend. i sure did.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 16:56:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>exhausted</title>
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  <description>Last night was the first time in weeks that I actually got to bed before midnight and didn&apos;t have to wake up til 8:30am, but I had about 4 nightmares, including watching a dog eat a young child, so it was restless sleep and all I want to do is curl up in a corner at the library and sleep.  I&apos;ve got to go to work in a couple hours, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to come here and pick up Meg Cabot&apos;s new adult book, Size 14 is Not Fat Either, and then I&apos;m on my way back home. I feel like a bag lady, since I haven&apos;t been home since Tuesday morning and I&apos;ve managed to collect a couple bags of things, what with the Christmas party on Tuesday and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No clubbing tonight. I think I&apos;m going to venture down to the Waterfront tomorrow and pick up Crystal&apos;s gift, and possibly my mom&apos;s, if I don&apos;t find her something here. And then tomorrow evening we&apos;re volunteering with the AIDS Task Force and then going out dancing. James, do you have any preference where we go? It was going to be the Matrix, but one person thinks it sucks and another person requested a place without a cover charge. The only place I can think of that doesn&apos;t charge is Pegasus. Heheh, you and Cory can dance together. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I&apos;m gonna go drop off my books, get a shower, put on some clean clothes and go to work. Have a happy holiday if I don&apos;t get on again before then.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 20:27:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i actually have a social life</title>
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  <description>Yeah, this past weekend thru next monday I have something going on every evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Cory took me to the Phipps Conservatory, a huge flower and plant place that&apos;s one of my favoritest places in Pittsburgh. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to a Christmas party and had a truly lovely time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Crystal, Cory and I went and got a Christmas tree. If I can figure out how to send pictures from my phone I&apos;ll take some shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Crys and I might go bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Chick Nite!!! Haven&apos;t seen my girls in a YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I&apos;ve got a hot movie date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday clubbing at the Upstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday clubbing at the Matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday a not hot movie date, possibly more clubbing, if I&apos;ve got the energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Christmas Eve at my great granpap&apos;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Christmas with my folks, then going to my scary Gram&apos;s for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, busy Shel Bel. I can&apos;t wait, though. I&apos;ve been stressed to the point of tears recently. This week is definitely well deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve got to take a field trip to my landlord&apos;s office, then another one to the Waterfront. That place scares me, but I&apos;m determined to ---  Ooh, actually, no I don&apos;t. I&apos;ll make Cory take me to the Mall on Wednesday since we&apos;ll be near there at the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bus to my landlord&apos;s place is due in a couple minutes, so I&apos;ll talk with you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*toodles*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2006 04:36:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sickness</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m shaking off a virus. I was feeling run down yesterday, and today I totally slept thru volunteering (I feel badly about that) and class (I don&apos;t feel anything about that). I&apos;m usually up by 8am cause I&apos;m a morning person, but I did not get out of bed til 1:30pm today, and that&apos;s only because I had to drag myself to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I had to train this woman that all she did was talk, talk, talk.....not to me, but to the servers and the customers. Real nice woman, but very crappy trainee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can shake this thing by tomorrow, cause I&apos;m off in the evening (I usually work the 4-11pm shift, but they need me in the day time tomorrow) and I&apos;d love to go to Pegasus (a dance club). I haven&apos;t been there since 2003, and it is a younger crowd (18+), but if you&apos;re over 21 you don&apos;t have to pay a cover charge. So Pittsburghers, &lt;b&gt;come dance with me!&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 20:03:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>self-improvements</title>
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  <description>I wish people that &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; knew me read this, because I have a million (okay, like 4) questions I&apos;d like to ask about myself, but unfortunately I&apos;m the only one who is inside my head. I&apos;m rather random and sometimes blunt on here, but I think this are still kind of superficial with what I share and what I don&apos;t. I&apos;ve started therapy again. I&apos;ve reconnected with the only therapist that I&apos;ve liked out of four. It was interesting when she was reading me bits about my file from 2002. Some of the stuff I remembered. Others I was like &quot;what the heck?!&quot; I&apos;m beginning to realize that I expect too much from people. I&apos;m constantly beating myself up, which is one thing, but I also expect a lot from other people and maybe other people can&apos;t give that much. So I guess I&apos;d like to address that issue in therapy. We&apos;ll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I gave my presentation on Wednesday, so I&apos;m now officially done with the semester. I&apos;ve got a C with all my test grades, and I won&apos;t know my Hill project grade until December 10th or so, because we&apos;ve still got two more weeks of presentations, but I should finish the class with a C, which is a lot better than I thought I&apos;d have originally. This guy is definitely the type where you earn your grade. If you can manage an A, it&apos;s because you&apos;ve worked, not because he&apos;s an easy grader. I do have a final to take, but that&apos;s optional. I will be taking it, because who knows, maybe I can finish with a B.  And I can&apos;t wait til next semester. Those&apos;ll be some very intense classes, but I think I&apos;ll enjoy them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 23:28:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>checking in</title>
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  <description>Deleted my journal on Thursday or Friday until I realized that the birthmothers and the art card communities are friends only type places and I kinda need those both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don&apos;t know what I&apos;m doing with this journal. It&apos;s been a year since I&apos;ve been daisylullaby but lately I haven&apos;t been reading anyone&apos;s journal and I&apos;m preferring my paper one these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life&apos;s just peachy. Got an A on my last exam (first one all semester cause this guy&apos;s tough and you actually have to earn a good grade, not just &quot;get lucky&quot;), turned in my papers and my interview tape today and on wednesday i give my presentation and i&apos;m done with the semester for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was lovely. Good company, tasty food, even got to see some relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how are you all doing?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2006 20:25:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i don&apos;t think i can make it home</title>
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  <description>Minus a brief (less than an hour) nap, I have been awake since 5am YESTERDAY morning.  That puts me at around 34 and a half hours, currently. It will be another hour and a half til I actually get home (God Bless Managers that let me leave work an hour early), and it&apos;s Sunday, so of course I won&apos;t actually go to bed til after 7th Heaven.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 15:49:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The giggly, practically ripping each other&apos;s clothes off in the middle of the student lounge couple is making me not spending time online even easier. Seriously. Flesh is showing and I feel like a prude. A quick kiss here and there is one thing, but umm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it&apos;s my LAST EXAM!  Monday I&apos;m interviewing someone for my project, all next week I&apos;m OFF SCHOOL and I have 2 papers to write and a presentation to prepare for, and after the 29th it&apos;ll be smooth sailing until the final on Dec 15th-ish (which is optional, but I definitely need to take and pass that one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight is LIGHT UP NIGHT!  Gotta call Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucky news, since the carpol tunnel is pre-existing, I have to wait until AUGUST 4th to have it operated on. So...I need to hold on to my sanity and suffer for 9 more months at the Park. In the meantime, Icy Hot is working quite nicely. Took half an hour to kick and I don&apos;t know how long it&apos;ll last, but atleast it&apos;s something for the moment. Seriously ready to just use a bunch of credit cards and pay for surgery out of pocket NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;ve got a test to go pass. Wish me luck and have a lovely weekend. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 20:49:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>quickie</title>
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  <description>Asked of me: &quot;Don&apos;t you read livejournal anymore?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: &quot;Not really.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anything life shattering happens, send me a gmail (ms.rachelle @).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newman club today was interesting. There were 6 of us (up from the usual 2-3 lately) and we had discussions on marriage and different denominations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About to go to work. My career as a baker is quickly ending. It&apos;s like all of a sudden this past week my carpol tunnel syndrome got 8 times as bad. I feel like an arthritic 80 year old, don&apos;t even have the strength to turn the key to get into my apartment. Roommate better hide her percocet pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up night&apos;s in 2 days. Favorite day of the year. :)  James, where are you and Nadine and everyone else meeting up and when? I&apos;ll be there from the get-go, and we usually watch fireworks on the Smithfield St bridge, so let me know where to find yinz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied to a CNA training program. Hope that works out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go bake. Have a lovely rest of the week.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 20:30:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cards, etc</title>
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  <description>If anyone wants me to make and send them a holiday card, leave your address below. I&apos;m screening this entry.</description>
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