Out of sight, out of mind?

Well hello world. I'm sittin in sunny Palm Desert, CA enjoying the sun and fresh air. My sources have been tellin me how brutally cold MN has been and I am so happy that I don't have to be there right now. I most definitely am not a winter person. Hope the first week of break is going well for all. I hope you were able to jump back in to the swing of things are aren't itching to go back to school just yet. I am, however, already sick of having to be a puppy dog to my parents, again. Granted we are on vacation and I have limited places to go and no means to get there, but it's frustrating to go from being your own ruler to having to live under someone else's rules again.

But something that I've been thinking about a lot in the past week is how much does the saying "out of sight, out of mind" really apply. When we came to school, we knew that the people we were leaving behind wouldn't forget us. We knew them forever and had a strong history with them. But what about these friends that we've made at school? With only knowing them for a little over 3 months... is that strong enough to keep a strong bong while hundreds of miles away? I've missed some people so much, especially having spent so much of my time at school with them, and yet now that I'm away from them and far away, not just across the street, I feel like I would inconvenience them if I were to call them. That's probably just me being over dramatic... but I still hold on to crushes that have formed and friendships that have been made. Oy- I'm done with that.

So- 1st semester of freshmen year of college is over. No way. Where did it go? I can't believe how fast this went. Yes, I am INCREDIBLY happy that I'm done with math and fake math (even though I will miss some of the people and being able to make fun of my teacher to his face)... but seriously... this is nuts!

Well, I'm off to check and make sure Jen got home alright and take a nap. I'll be home on Christmas- so to all that celebrate: Happy Birthday to Jesus! - I mean, Merry Christmas. And for all you Jews out there or for anyone who wants: I'm intending on Chinese-ing it up. Call if interested!

The College Student

I am a college student. I have a specific shower stall which I refer to as ”mine” and my feet will never touch the floor of it.
I am a college student. I try to rotate stalls in the bathroom so I can read all the material taped to the walls.
I am a MALE college student. I always have more than one condom on hand. Two in one night? Morning after? You never know.
I am a college student. I now fail to distinguish the difference in taste between water and beer.
I am a FEMALE college student. I own a sweater which resembles a bathrobe.
I am a college student. Drunken scrawlings on my message board or late night drunken IM's from friends across campus no longer perplex me.
I am a college student. Somebody keeps stealing my damn message board marker.
I am a college student. I pre-party in my room just so I will be drunk enough not to notice the sub-zero weather when I walk to the bar without a coat.
I am a college student. I pray for hotties in my classes so that I will have reason to go to that class. I will, however, never talk to any of these hotties.
I am a college student. I can no longer remember what was cooked in those dirty dishes.
I am a college student. I have seen more than one party turn into a strip show.
I am a college student. My telephone number only has 4 digits.
I am a college student. I have spent nights on the floor because I couldn't get up the ladder to my bed.
I am a college student. I see no problem fitting 2 people in one twin size bed.
I am a MALE college student. I know that a gentleman would let her sleep next to the wall. (It's a long way to the floor).
I am a college student. I will cross busy streets just to pick up what might be a quarter.
I am a college student. I want a girl/boyfriend that disappears from 9pm-2am every friday and saturday night, reappearing undressed in bed with me when I get home.
I am a college student. Answering machine messages are a thing to be celebrated.
I am a college student. When I see movie trailers on TV, I say “I can't wait to RENT that”
I am a college student. Going 'out to eat' no longer involves getting in a vehicle.
I am a college student. I don't know half of my professors' names.
I am a FEMALE college student. I use empty beer bottles for vases.
I am a college student. Christmas lights are a year-round decoration.
I am a FEMALE college student. I have worn my huge fuzzy slippers to the cafeteria.


50 Things Admissions Never Told You About College
1. Quarters are gold.
2. Two meals per day is the standard.
3. Road trip whenever possible.
4. Going to the mailbox was never an ego booster/breaker before.
5. You will begin to nap again.
6. Your bookstore bill will almost equal tuition.
7. Squirt guns = Stress relief.
8. Instant messenger becomes an addiction.
9. E-mail becomes your second language.
10. College students throw paper airplanes too.
11. You never realized that so many people were smarter than you.
12. College football is the coolest thing on the planet.
13. Western Europe could be wiped out by a horrible plague and you wouldn't know, but you can recite last week's re-run of The Simpsons verbatim.
14. Cartoons are for all ages, especially Scooby Doo.
15. Disney movies are more than just classics.
16. You will never rent more movies in your life.
17. No one is too old for video games.
18. Procrastination is an art form.
19. SNOOD is more addicting than pot.
20. Thanks to Aimster/Audiogalaxy/Morpheus, you will never listen to one of your CDs ever again.
21. It never sucked so much to get sick. (Thursday, Friday and Saturdays)
22. The health service nurses are there because they couldn't make it at a real hospital. Never, ever forget that.
23. Care packages are right up there with birthdays.
24. Campus is only clean for Family Weekend and Freshman Orientation.
25. Nothing you want to register for will be open.
26. Classes... the later the better.
27. You are no longer thankful that the fire alarms are here to protect you.
28. Jeans may be worn as many times as the wearer desires.
29. The only time to dress up is when your jeans are dirty.
30. Showers become less important; sleep becomes more important.
31. Asleep by 2:30 am is an early night.
32. Creativity in the dining halls is key...
33. The freshman 15 is NOT a myth!!
34. If it's snowing out, the only reason you will leave your room is for food or alcohol. 35. Dishes smell after days of piling up.
36. Cereal makes a meal any time of the day.
37. You will eat anywhere that is a buffet.
38. You will eat anything that is free.
39. New additions to food groups: beer, ramen, and pizza.
40. Stealing from the dining hall will become second nature.
41. ATM's are the devils advocate. ATM= Another Twenty Missing.
42. Keys have never been so important, yet you seem to lose them or lock yourself out of the room even more.
43. Duct tape heals all wounds.
44. If they say you can't have it in your dorm, they are just kidding.
45. You will come to hate hallways/elevators with a passion.
46. Those ugly cinder blocks are not sound proof.
47. Pictures, posters, emails or anything else to cover the ugly cell we live in will be transformed into wallpaper.
48. Everyone is only nice for the first week. After that, no matter how nice you are, some people just won't smile back. Get used to it.
49. You are never alone!
50. You realize college is the ideal lifestyle, except for those pesky classes.

"The Centers for Disease Control has issued a warning about a new virulent strain of sexually transmitted disease. This disease is contracted through dangerous and high risk behavior. The disease is called Gonorrhea lecthim (pronounced 'gonna re-elect him'). Many victims have contracted it after having been screwed for the past 4 years, and in spite of having taken measures to protect themselves from this especially virulent disease. Cognitive sequellae of individuals infected with Gonorrhea lecthim include, but are not limited to: Anti-social personality disorder traits; delusions of grandeur with a distinct messianic flavor; chronic mangling of the English language; extreme cognitive dissonance; inability to incorporate new information; pronounced xenophobia; inability to accept responsibility for actions; exceptional cowardice masked by acts of misplaced bravado; ignorance of geography and history; tendencies toward creating evangelical theocracies; and a strong propensity for categorical, all-or nothing behavior."

CNN.com - America improves health, but risks growing - Nov 8, 2004

America improves health, but risks growing
Improvement slowing, though, and could stall, survey says
By Michael Coren
CNN

ATLANTA, Georgia (CNN) -- The average resident of Minnesota stands a better chance of avoiding smoking, car accidents and obesity than a friend living 900 miles to the south in Tennessee.

That is among the findings of a study released on Monday by the United Health Foundation, which has been tracking the nation's health for the past 15 years.

The nationwide study found plenty to cheer about -- Americans are getting healthier and smoking is on the decline -- but improvements are slowing and could stall completely if trends continue.

"There is an urgency in this year's report that we haven't had in recent years," said Dr. Reed Tuckson, a physician and vice-president of the non-profit United Health Foundation. "Each state has its own set of challenges to work through. ... There is much more room to go."

People in every state enjoy better health today on average than 15 years ago, but the improvements have not been distributed evenly.

Minnesota, New Hampshire and Vermont are considered the healthiest states in the country, followed by Hawaii (4), Utah (5) and Massachusetts (6).

Southern states, which have consistently ranked near the bottom of the rankings, accounted for the bottom 11 states in the 2004 survey including Tennessee (48), Mississippi (49) and Louisiana (50).

Tuckson said that while health levels are not expected to fall, he doesn't anticipate any significant gains in the near future.

The study found the nation enjoyed a 17.5 percent improvement in overall health since 1990. It credits three factors including better personal health choices, safer communities and public health efforts, including a number of risk factors that have plunged during the 15 years.

Motor vehicle deaths and infectious disease are down -- both by about 36 percent. A nationwide anti-tobacco campaign helped push down smoking rates by 25 percent.

But the study also found that health improvements during the past four years fell to an average of .2 percent. That is down from a peak of 1.5 percent per year in the 1990s. Rising poverty, obesity and the number of uninsured people are threatening the gains made since then. This year marked the fourth consecutive year in which national health improvements fell below 1 percent.

However, several health advances were apparent in 2004.

Struggling states, like Mississippi and Tennessee, made improvements in reducing infectious disease and smoking. Alaska, Arizona and Oklahoma showed the best performance over 2003 with average health increases of more than 5 percent, including better marks for public health spending, exercise and disease prevention.

However, even within states, discrepancies between racial groups were large with minorities suffering disproportionately. Blacks and American Indians reported the most health problems leading to what the study called "premature death." This was true even in the healthiest states.

"In Minnesota, many more white, non-Hispanic individuals enjoy a longer, productive life than their American Indian or black, non-Hispanic counterparts," the survey found.

The study considered a range of factors from personal behavior such as smoking and high school graduation rates to public health spending and crime and poverty rates to make its determinations.

Several trends were seen as straining American's health nationwide.

Infant mortality in the United States rose for the first time in 40 years, inching up 1.4 percent from 2003 levels with seven deaths per 1,000 births. The United States is now ranked 29th in the world in terms of infant mortality despite a 31 percent decrease since 1990. That rate is twice that of developed countries such as Japan and Sweden.

Obesity has also doubled during the past 15 years, to about 23 percent of the population. This puts more people are at risk for diabetes and heart disease as well as contributing to rising health costs and lost productivity.

Childhood poverty rose as well. It now includes 17.6 percent of American minors, up 8 percent from last year. This problem was found across the nation with Oregon, Virginia, Washington and Rhode Island all reporting increases of at least 5 percent. More people in 38 states became uninsured in 2004, limiting their access to quality health care, according to the study.

The United Health Foundation states that individuals, community leaders and policy makers should use the report to tackle problems highlighted in the study, said Dr. William McGuire, chairman of the United Health Foundation board. The study is overseen by a panel of public health specialists from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.

Today (because it is 5am) marks the end of Dead-week. Dead my ass... but nevertheless... I just finished my last assignment for psychology. I had to do a good job to make up for my shitty test grades (I'm not a complete idiot seeing as the test average for the class are all F's). Today was also the last day of fake math (don't have to see Jacob anymore!), and English- which included our final!(even though it was tight cuz my profs last name was Libby)

So, sleep tonight, more like a nap. OY!

Goodluck on finals to everyone!

My brain has shut off... so adieu.

Today we salute you stressed out college student during exam week. As you sit in your lonely cubicle in the library, doped up on starbucks & aderol, you think to yourself, am I ever going to need to know this stuff in life? The distractions are tempting and you have suddenly diagnosed yourself with ADD along with advanced delusionary schizophrenia with involuntary narcissistic rage, I'm sure by now you know exactly what everyone is doing because you have checked your buddy list 800 times. Winter break is just days away, and your prozac prescription will be in tomorrow. So crack open an ice cold NATTY ICE after that last exam, because for most of us Winter Break will be spent in rehab.

Take the Journey

Penn State girls are pretty, U of I girls are smart, but it takes an IU girl to win a fellas heart. MSU girls can't dance, OSU girls can't flow, and when you want the best-looking girl, IU is where you go. Purdue girls are wild, Michigan girls are fun, but when it comes to partying IU girls are #1. Girls will be girls north, south, east & west... but an IU girl will always rate the best! So any guy who reads this truly has to know, if you have an IU girl, you should never let her go!

The Rose Lyrics - Bette Midler

The Rose Lyrics - Bette Midler

"Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead

Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose "

Take the Journey

I hate blogger- I wrote a long blog and then poof- it decided not to publish.. grr

Well it's 3:20am and I'll be up for another good hr doing hw... i'll blog soon, i promise. not that anyone cares.

Bloomington is just so lonely...

This past weekend was spent catering to BBYO Jews at camp GUCI in Indy. Steph works there in the summers and asked if Car and I would like to work with her this weekend.. but because of last minute plan changes *cough* it was just Steph and I. Friday night the dish washer broke- so 100 dishes, forks, ect were washed by HAND. Blech. But it was fun. Made me actually kinda miss youth group. But it was BBYO.. so.. not really. Last night, Steph and I went to bed at 10:30!! Hell yes! Granted we were up at 8am, but still... I haven't gone to bed before 12 since I've been at school.

I'm in the processes of doing 4 loads of laundry. How can I resist $.50 washes? Plus, clean sheets to come back to and clean clothes to take home with me.

NO ONE seems to be here. I'm still planning on Mario-ing it up tonight with Tall Alex, but he seemed less then excited yesterday. Who knows. At least my room will be insanely clean and organized! But I already miss people- and it's only been 2 days.

Just got off the phone with the 'rents. Now I'm in a bad mood and stressed about Tuesday. I am attempting to fly standby because I don't want to get in at 11pm on Tuesday... But things are just going poorly. Think positively for me!

Off to eat and hopefully play Mario! SLP- I'll be there soon!

The Circle Game
by Joni Mitchell
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Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like when you're older must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him take your time it won't be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

THE UNEMPLOYED JEWISH ACTOR

Moishe, a Jewish actor, is so down and out he's ready to take any acting gig that he can find. Finally he gets a lead, a classified ad that says:

"Actor needed to play an ape."

"I could do that," says Moishe. To his surprise, the employer turns out to be the Central Park Zoo.

Owing to mismanagement, the zoo has spent so much money renovating the grounds and improving the habitat, that they can no longer afford to import the ape they needed to replace their recently deceased one.

So until they can, they'll put an actor in an ape-suit.

Out of desperation, Moishe takes the offer.

At first, his conscience keeps nagging him--that he is being dishonest, by fooling the zoo-goers. And Moishe feels undignified in the ape-suit, stared at by crowds who watch his every move.

But after a few days on the job, he begins to enjoy all the attention, and starts to put on a show for the zoo-goers: hanging upside-down from the branches by his legs, swinging about on the vines, climbing up the cage walls, and roaring with all his might whilst beating his chest.

Soon, he's drawing a sizable crowd.

One day, when Moishe is swinging on the vines to show off to a group of school kids, his hand slips, and he goes flying over the fence into the neighboring cage, the lion's den.

Terrified, Moishe backs up as far from the approaching lion as he can, covers his eyes with his paws, and prays at the top of his lungs, "Sh'ma Yisro'ael A'donai Eloheinu A'donai Echad!"

The lion opens its powerful jaws and roars the response, "Baruch Shem K'vod Malchuto L'olam Va'ed!"

From a nearby cage, a panda yells, "Shut up, you schmucks. You'll get us all fired!!!"

Stole this from Leah: For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free." Here's an update for you. Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage. Why?.....Because women realize its not worth buying an entire Pig, just to get a little sausage.

It happened- slightly shy of 3 months in to school. In some regards, I'm surprised it didn't happen earlier. Well, I guess it did on a smaller scale, but now it's a real problem. What am I going to do now? Grrr...

12 days... they could not come any quicker!

I finally remember what I like about crushes. That feeling! I've found that in college, it's hard to just have a crush on someone. There is usually an ulterior motive (i.e. sex) behind most guys. I had forgotten what it's like to actually want to spend time with someone. I had forgotten when it's like to get that happy feeling when you see them in passing. I had forgotten what it's like to wonder if they like you, too. And I like it. I like feeling giggly. I like feeling happy. I like the chase.

I've noticed that I never feel rested. Despite sleeping around 8 hours of sleep a night, I still long for my bed at all hours of the day. Granted I don't go to bed before 1- and that's if I'm lucky. When I go home for thanksgiving, I kinda wish I could just pause time, and just catch up on my sleep. But I have a feeling that I'll be catching up with people and will put sleep on the back burner. I can sleep everyday- but I can't see my girls anytime... whateve..

I AM SO SICK OF TALKING ABOUT CLASSES FOR NEXT SEMESTER and I'm not even sure why really. Maybe I just don't want to think that these have THAT much of an impact on my future. Maybe I just don't want to try to plan out the next 3.5 years of my life. Maybe I simply don't care what everyone else is taking. Ok- I'm done with that rant.

I'm off to read 212 pages for tomorrow. Good job, Libby for procrastinating till the LAST possible minute.

Miss you all more then you know!

"With all the sadness and trauma going on in the world at the moment, it is worth reflecting on the death of a very important person which almost went unnoticed last week. Larry La Prise, the man who wrote 'The Hokey Pokey,' died peacefully at age 93. The most traumatic part for his family was getting him into the coffin. They put his left leg in... and then the trouble started."

"Dear Supporter,

Earlier today I spoke to President Bush, and offered him and Laura our congratulations on their victory. We had a good conversation, and we talked about the danger of division in our country and the need, the desperate need, for unity for finding the common ground, coming together. Today, I hope that we can begin the healing.

In America, it is vital that every vote counts, and that every vote be counted. But the outcome should be decided by voters, not a protracted legal process. I would not give up this fight if there was a chance that we would prevail. But it is now clear that even when all the provisional ballots are counted, which they will be, there won't be enough outstanding votes for our campaign to be able to win Ohio. And therefore, we cannot win this election.

It was a privilege and a gift to spend two years traveling this country, coming to know so many of you. I wish I could just wrap you in my arms and embrace each and every one of you individually all across this nation. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you.

To all of you, my volunteers and online supporters, all across this country who gave so much of themselves, thank you. Thanks to William Field, a six-year-old who collected $680, a quarter and a dollar at a time selling bracelets during the summer to help change America. Thanks to Michael Benson from Florida who I spied in a rope line holding a container of money. It turned out he raided his piggy bank and wanted to contribute. And thanks to Alana Wexler, who at 11 years old and started Kids for Kerry.

I thank all of you, who took time to travel, time off from work, and their own vacation time to work in states far and wide. You braved the hot days of summer and the cold days of the fall and the winter to knock on doors because you were determined to open the doors of opportunity to all Americans. You worked your hearts out, and I say, don't lose faith. What you did made a difference, and building on itself, we will go on to make a difference another day. I promise you, that time will come -- the election will come when your work and your ballots will change the world, and it's worth fighting for.

I'm proud of what we stood for in this campaign, and of what we accomplished. When we began, no one thought it was possible to even make this a close race, but we stood for real change, change that would make a real difference in the life of our nation, the lives of our families, and we defined that choice to America. I'll never forget the wonderful people who came to our rallies, who stood in our rope lines, who put their hopes in our hands, who invested in each and every one of us. I saw in them the truth that America is not only great, but it is good.

So here -- with a grateful heart, I leave this campaign with a prayer that has even greater meaning to me now that I've come to know our vast country so much better and that prayer is very simple: God bless America.

Thank you,

John Kerry"

Je ne sais pas...

It's 10:10, and I just lost my English paper that is due tomorrow at 5:30. I'm in a bad mood. And all I want to do is crawl in to my bed and cry myself to sleep. But that will just help me flunk out of college sooner, wont it?

In high school, I was a master at last-minute papers, doing HW the class period before it was due, and all around bullshitting. Yes, in the broad scheme of things I knew that wouldn't fly once I got to college. But here it's hitting me in the face and it stings pretty bad. Tonight I plan on getting absolutely no sleep. I have a 3-6 page paper due on something that I have no idea on what to write. I get no feedback from my moronic teacher. I have a stupid presentation in my pretend math class. I need to make up HW for that class so that I can up my grade because the way things are looking... that might be my only grade that slightly resembles an A in any form. I resent the kids next door that are sitting watch battle of the sexes. I resent the kids who are chillin in their friends rooms. I resent the kids who can manage their time well. And mostly I resent the fact that I still haven't figured out how to do that. Even when I try to get ahead, something comes up and fucks up my agenda. This sucks shit. My bed is looking more appealing every minute. I feel so guilty for being here. I should not be here. My family is paying an outrageous sum of money for me to be here, and what do I do? Fuck it up. Good job, Libby. In some regards, I wish I was socially awkward, and didn't have friends. That way- at least I'd have good grades cuz I would have nothing to do but study. It's times like this when I realize how much I took for granted High School and how much you could get away with. And I shouldn't have been so naive and realized that you really can't bullshit your way through the real world.

Ok- I'm taking a break from the present... This past weekend I ventured to Cleveland, OH with Anna and Jason. It was really nice to be away from Bloomington and be in a house, and eat food not from Greshm dining hall, and see people of all ages, and get a hug from an adult, and sleep in a big bed. And I really enjoyed getting to know Anna and Jason better. Who would've thought that after only 2 months, I would go to a different state with someone to meet their families. It was a good time. Thanks, guys!

I'm off to pick up the pieces of my life.

VOTE TOMORROW!!

ahhhhh. i am so stressed out right now. i feel very alone. i feel like i am letting everyone down. i feel like nothing i do is right. nothing i say is right. i feel like school is kicking my ass. i feel like i am not smart enough for college. i feel like i will not amount to anything. i feel... like nothing at all...

"You may be fighting with the struggle between attachment and separation. On one hand, the idea of having a perfect home and family life sounds wonderful to you-- and you want to do whatever is required to achieve this goal. But at the same time, you won't allow yourself to get too attached to something that has the possibility of failure. Don't sabotage your chance for happiness based upon your past experiences"-- Horoscope for today

Horoscopes are what you make them. Someone else reading the same one will find a totally different meaning out of this. But for me- this one really hit home. The over-analyzed question of “what do I want” is constantly scrutinized and an answer is never reached. I am surrounded by people in relationships; ones that are long distance, and ones that are across the street. I surrounded by hormone raged freshmen who all they are looking for is ass, and I am surrounded by upperclassmen who are in a place in their lives where they could do the serious relationship thing. Where do I fit in? I find myself going back and forth wondering if I am ready to date someone, or if I just want to be able to kiss people when I want to. Here I am, halfway through 1st semester of freshman year, and part of me just don’t feel that I need to be in a relationship. I have my whole life to do that. College is really the only time when you can fool around with people and it generally be ok. I don’t want to be that 40 yr old women who’s sleeping around with people. Ick. Part of me, though, knows that I am just protecting myself from getting hurt. In a past relationship- I was fucked over by it- to be blunt. I’m afraid of that happening again. Not only that, but there is all these boys that peak my interest. I hate the “what-ifs”. I’ve noticed, too, how easily someone can make me happy- like a friend from upstairs calls me nicknames. And he even knows that I’m from SLP. Sometimes it feels like he knows me more then the people I hang out with every day do…

In a way that leads me to my next thought: How much does age effect a relationship? The high school senior dating the freshman is gross. 18-14. Almost going to college- just getting out of junior high. You seem to grow up so much in those 4 years (well most people do). And then there are those people who are in college, still with someone from high school. College is so much different then high school, and there is this gap- one person is still under their parents rules with curfews and whatnot, and the other is independent and is meeting so many new people. I do commend those people who successfully stay together through that… but I’m still not a fan of the college freshmen with the high school sophomore… but maybe that’s just me. I also have a friend who’s a college freshman and dating a 27 yr old. There is such a huge gap in life styles and things to accomplish and woah. What about 18 and 23? One just starting college.. one out. Those 4 years you grow up a lot and are in different places in your life… Idk… maybe I just over think these things and for most people age really doesn’t matter. Maybe I should just stop coming up with excuses and try something out. Maybe it’ll be just what I need… I just don’t want to say one day “what if?”.

What Does Your Daddy Do?

Little David was in his 4th grade class when the teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came up - fireman, policeman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, etc.

David was being uncharacteristically quiet, so the teacher asked him about his father. "My father's an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes in front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if the offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and make love with him for money."

The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and took little David aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?"

"No," said David, "He works for the Republican National Committee to reelect George Bush, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids."

Life has been gloomy- literally and figuratively. It's been raining here nonstop for the past three or more days, and it's been cold and wet and blech. People around me that I've gotten close with aren't happy, and that in turn makes me unhappy. Couples who have defied the odds (sometimes) have broken up. Rush for sorority starts Sat: 11am -9pm Sat and 11am- 8pm Sun. My birthday is Sunday. I don't want to spend my birthday with a bunch of overly happy sorority girls. I've been questioning why I'm actually rushing; and it's just for the experience. Then I can never say "what-if". I think a big part of the reason I'm even more stressed about this weekend is because Jen is coming to visit. I want to show her a good time. I want to see her. This is so frustrating. The good thing, though, is her visit has been motivating me to be very efficient this week. If only I was this motivated all the time. I would have so much less stress.

On a different note I have found some great friends here. They are what I look forward to during the day, and are my accomplices in my procrastination at night. They are the people who I take care of when they are sick, and who hold me when I need to cry. They are my new family.

My stomach is about to eat itself...

Sometimes
there is something that you really want
and then when you get it
you realize that you don't want it anymore.

In addition to all the other ones out there:

You know you're from MN when...

You measure distance in minutes.
Weather is 80% of your conversation.
Down south to you means Iowa.
You call highways "freeways."
Snow tires came standard on your car.
You have no concept of public transportation.
You know more than 1 person that has hit a deer.
You know what and where "Dinkytown" is.
"Perkins" was a popular hangout option in high school.
You can list all the "Dales."
You get mad at people who think Fargo is in Minnesota.
You're a loyal Target shopper.
You've licked frozen metal.
The only reason you go to Wisconsin is to get fireworks or to fish.
You wear shorts when it's 50 degrees outside in March, but bundle up and complain in August when it goes below 60.
It feels like the Mississippi is everywhere you go.
You carry jumper cables in your car.

"If you want to be somebody, if you want to go somewhere, you better wake up and pay attention. The time is now or never, to make your dreams come true. You gatta wake up and pay attention!"

Live in Bloomington, IN is moving along. Amber, one of the, well, not-so-good RAs was gone this weekend! Friday night was great because I stayed "in" and Shea 2 was a huge party! I don't even mind that I took care of sick people. It was a nice change from the norm. Last night was a really random night. Started off with me and Mark going to get food. While we were leaving, we ran in to a bunch of Jews standing outside doing Havdallah. Then that led to going to this really cute red-head's house, Steve, where there was a bbq for new (jewish) students. Even though it started out kind of awkward, I met, and remet some people who were really nice and it turned out fun. 11 o'clock rolls around and I find myself over in Stephanie's room while almost everyone there is already trashed. We went to a frat to be turned away, and I ended up at Sammy's with Shai and Carl and Devin (she's a girl). I finally saw Risky Buisiness, and an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm, so I felt very accomplished. Didn't come back till 11am this morning. And then today started my homework early, which I was so proud of myself for. Went to a thrift-store-turned-costume-store-for-october with Carly, Mark, and Anna, and then eventually watched Mean Girls "with girls who really aren't mean at all". Now it's 1am and I'm not sleeping, but I will be soon. And it will be good.

"I see the moon and the moon sees me and the mood sees the somebody (many somebodys) I wanna see." I miss you all!

Comic Rodney Dangerfield dies in L.A. at age 82

By Steve Gorman

LOS ANGELES(Reuters) - Rodney Dangerfield, the goggle-eyed comic famed for his self-deprecating one-liners and signature phrase "I can't get no respect," died Tuesday at age 82, his spokesman said.

Dangerfield, who became a pop culture sensation in middle age with a string of broad film comedies starting with "Caddyshack" in 1980, died at the UCLA Medical Center, where he had undergone heart valve replacement surgery on Aug. 25, spokesman Kevin Sasaki said.

Dangerfield, whose initial forays into show business ended in failure, restarted his career as a comedian in his 40s. He went on to become a national sensation in his own right and helped launch the careers of such comics as Jim Carrey and Jerry Seinfeld.

Dangerfield suffered a stroke following the surgery in August and "developed infectious and abdominal complications from which he did not recover," Sasaki said.

During the past week, the entertainer emerged from a coma he had slipped into sometime after the operation, according to his wife, Joan. "When Rodney emerged, he kissed me, squeezed my hand, and smiled for the doctors," Joan Dangerfield said in a statement.

A native of New York's Long Island, Dangerfield had endured a series of health problems in recent years. Last spring, he underwent brain surgery.

A month later, Dangerfield greeted reporters at the hospital dressed in a sports shirt and Bermuda shorts and declared, "My brain is OK. I feel like a new man." Later, responding to a medical question, he answered, "Ask me about things I'm familiar with, like drugs or prostitution."

TWO STARTS AT SHOWBIZ

Born Jacob Cohen in Babylon, New York, in 1921, Dangerfield began writing jokes as a teenager, struggling as a comic and singing waiter in the "Borscht Belt" resorts of the Catskill Mountains under the name of Jack Roy in the 1940s.

Leaving show business to earn a living as a house painter and aluminum siding salesman, he returned to the comedy circuit about a decade later, this time as Rodney Dangerfield.

He eventually opened a New York nightclub and became a nationally recognized act with comedy albums and numerous TV appearances. Along the way he is credited with helping give a start to an impressive array of once-obscure talents who went on to become stars, among them Carrey, Seinfeld, Roseanne and the late Sam Kinison.

Moving easily from nightclubs to TV to commercials to film, Dangerfield remained popular well past the peak of his career in the 1980s, forever tugging at his tie and drawing laughs with his catch phrase "I can't get no respect."

Dangerfield made his film debut in the 1971 low-budget comedy "The Projectionist," playing the dual supporting roles of a tyrannical cinema manager and a serial villain, The Bat.

But his big-screen breakout came in a string of rowdy comedies in the 1980s -- "Caddyshack," "Easy Money" and "Back to School." His movie appearances generally have mirrored his stand-up comedy persona, with Dangerfield playing boisterous, casually ribald characters with a rapid-fire patter of one-liners.

Later film roles included the coach of a girl's soccer team in "Ladybugs" (1992), an abusive father in Oliver Stone's "Natural Born Killers" (1994), a tabloid TV show reporter in "Meet Wally Sparks" (1997) and a wannabe opera star in "The 4th Tenor" (2002).

Michigan GOP says Michael Moore tried to buy votes with underwear

Tuesday, October 5, 2004

BY DAWSON BELL
FREE PRESS STAFF WRITER

The Michigan Republican Party wants filmmaker Michael Moore prosecuted for giving college students packets of underwear and noodles in return for their promise to vote.

GOP Executive Director Greg McNeilly made the request Tuesday to Ingham County Prosecutor Stuart Dunnings III after last week’s visit to Michigan State University of Moore’s “Slacker Uprising Tour.”

During his appearance at MSU and elsewhere on campuses around the country, Moore has been passing out underwear, food and even promises to clean dorm rooms in exchange for a commitment to vote in the presidential election with the goal of ousting President George W. Bush.

In the complaint filed with Dunnings, McNeilly cites a provision of the Michigan Election Code which prohibits the exchange of valuable consideration for “voting or agreeing to vote, or inducing or attempting to induce another to vote, at an election.”

Dunnings, a Democrat, could not be reached immediately for comment.

GOP spokesman Chris Paolino said the party is not trying to discourage voting by college students, even those attracted to Moore’s brand of politics.

“But this is a serious question of the integrity of the election process,” he said. “It’s no different than offering someone a carton of cigarettes and a ride to the polls on election day. It’s against the law.”

Moore could not be reached for comment.

Onions and Christmas Trees

A family is sitting around the supper table. The son asks his father,"Dad, how many kinds of breasts are there?" The father,surprised, answers, Well,son, there are three kinds of breasts. In her twenties, a woman's breasts are like melons, round and Firm. In her thirties to forties, they are like pears, till nice but Hanging a bit. After fifty, they are like onions." "Onions?" "Yes, see them and they make you cry."

This infuriated the wife and daughter so the daughter said, Mom, how many kind of penises are there?" The mother, surprised, smiles, and looks at her husband and
answers, "Well, dear, a man goes through three phases. In a man's twenties,his
penis is mighty and hard. In his thirties and forties,it is like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree." "A Christmas tree?" "Yes, dead from the root up & the balls are there for decoration only!

HOW TO SPEAK ABOUT WOMEN AND BE POLITICALLY CORRECT:

1. She is not a BABE or a CHICK - She is a BREASTED AMERICAN.

2. She is not a SCREAMER or MOANER - She is VOCALLY APPRECIATIVE.

3. She is not EASY - She is HORIZONTALLY ACCESSIBLE.

4. She is not DUMB - She is a DETOUR OFF THE INFORMATION SUPERHIGHWAY.

5. She has not BEEN AROUND - She is a PREVIOUSLY ENJOYED COMPANION.

6. She is not an AIRHEAD - She is REALITY IMPAIRED.

7. She does not get DRUNK or TIPSY - She gets CHEMICALLY INCONVENIENCED.

8. She does not have BREAST IMPLANTS - She is MEDICALLY ENHANCED.

9. She does not NAG YOU - She becomes VERBALLY REPETITIVE.

10.She is not a SLUT - She is SEXUALLY EXTROVERTED.

11.She does not have MAJOR LEAGUE HOOTERS - She is PECTORALLY SUPERIOR.

12. She is not a TWO-BIT WHORE - She is a LOW COST PROVIDER.


HOW TO SPEAK ABOUT MEN AND BE POLITICALLY CORRECT:

1. He does not have a BEER GUT - He has developed a LIQUID GRAIN STORAGE FACILITY.

2. He is not a BAD DANCER - He is OVERLY CAUCASIAN.

3. He does not GET LOST ALL THE TIME - He INVESTIGATES ALTERNATIVE DESTINATIONS.

4. He is not BALDING - He is in FOLLICLE REGRESSION.

5. He is not a CRADLE ROBBER - He prefers GENERATIONALLY DIFFERENTIAL RELATIONSHIPS

6. He does not get FALLING-DOWN! DRUNK -He becomes ACCIDENTALLY HORIZONTAL.

7. He does not act like a TOTAL ASS - He develops a case of RECTAL-CRANIAL INVERSION.

8. He is not a MALE CHAUVINIST PIG - He has SWINE EMPATHY.

9. He is not afraid of COMMITMENT - He is MONOGAMOUSLY CHALLENGED

10. He is not HORNY - He is SEXUALLY FOCUSED.

11. It's not his crack you see hanging out of his pants....It is MALE CLEAVAGE.

You never really get away from your past...

This afternoon, Carly and I watch the Dawson's Creek series finale. Keep in mind, I hadn't seen it for 2 years now... and what did me and Carly do at the end? Bawled, just like the 1st time. I can' explain why this show had such an effect on me. It's just... Dawson's Creek.

This was the first weekend since I've been here that I really didn't feel pretty. I enjoy getting dressed up to go out and use it as an excuse to put make up on and straighten my hair, and overall look better then I do during the week. But tonight- tonight I was surrounded by people and their boyfriends. I was asked why I choose to wear a low cut shirt (and while looking around the other people I was with who were all covered up... I felt like an idiot). And to top it all of, I got the pity "oh you're beautiful, too" remark, which made me want to put a paper bag over my head. I hate being compared to other people. Throughout highschool, I continuously felt like I was being compared to someone and I never measured up. Now I'm feeling it here, on a lesser scale, but it's there none the less. I feel like I'm second string. I'm back-up. I'm not the desired one. I hate it! I'm so frustrated. I keep asking myself what I want... and I don't have an answer. I just know it's not this.

Off to sleep and maybe this will all be a dream tomorrow...

ok, I'm a dork- and furthermore, idk how long this will stay up.. but

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Ok, Charley. Now I know what you were saying how it's werid to come home...

It was so nice to sleep in my bed, with my soft sheets and enough room to make bed-sno-angles. It was so nice to grab the keys and drive wherever my heart desired. It was so nice to see people that I hadn't seen in a month. And it was fun to go on an adventure the the U of M. But it didn't feel like home. SLP will always be my home, but it was... different. I'm in this inbetween place- SLP doesn't really feel like home, and in some regards IU doesn't either. But that's ok. It's actually kinda fun to have two places that I can call home. But here's how I knew that I had moved on from SLP to IU: I'm excited to go back. I'm excited to see my new family and sleep in my bed. I'm excited to go... home.

I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no fucking way Paper can beat Rock. Paper is supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? Why the hell can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that shit up in 2 seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say, oh shit, I'm sorry I thought paper would protect you, asshole.

"I'd like to tell today's youth that no matter where life takes you: big cities, small towns, you'll inevitably come across small minds. People who think they are better than you are, people that think that material things, or being pretty or popular automatically makes you a worthwhile human being. I'd like to tell today's youth that none of these things matter unless you have a strength of character, integrity, a sense of pride, and if you're lucky to have any of these, don't ever sell them; don't ever sell out. So, when you meet a person for the first time, please don't judge them by their station in life, cause who knows. That person just might end up being your best friend." Dawson's Creek

Oh what an interesting weekend it has been. I went out last night to the Sammy frat (Sigma Alpha Mu) which was really fun. I'm still not sick of it (even though I'm there every weekend)- but that's partly because I like that I recognize people and vice-versa. After getting a ride home around 3ish- I chilled with Carly, Jesse, Sam(girl), Rachel, Nick, and Sam (boy). That was just random goodness. Then I walked Jesse home cuz I wanted to make sure he got there safely. Then I put my jammies on and went back to Carly's room where Zach, Iggy, Mark and Trisha were. We were just chillin when the fire alarm went off- at 4:30 am. The first 2 times it went off- it only lasted 30 sec or less. But then it came on for a third time and all the RAs started going crazy and we had to evacuate... apparently the boys on the 3rd floor decided it was a great idea to grab the fire hose and soak their floor... which they did. Fire alarms can't tell the difference between smoke and water, so when the got wet, they went off. The RAs told us that they weren't going to let us back in to the building until they found out who did it... so off we went to Mark's room and watched an episode of Family Guy. Came back around 5:30 to see we were let back in, and off to dreamland it was. Then tonight I just didn't seem to be in the mood to "go out" so I chilled with people and got food and we went to the Foster library and got a movie called Orgasmo. GO SEE IT. It's hilarious and ridiculous and totally worth an hour and a half of your life. The night passed by and it was relaxing and just what I needed. Then it was story time from Sam (girl) and now it's bedtime.

I feel like coming to Indiana has proved to be a good choice. I've asked people how they are liking school, and if they felt that where they are was a good choice for them- and the response is usually either, yeah I really like it, or meh. I'm guessing if it's a "meh" they will probably come to appreciate it, but it wont be the same for the people that love where they are. Just something I had been thinking about. But yeah- I really am enjoying myself here. Oh college...

Women Should Vote Because:

* We are 51 percent of the population, and with this majority voice we CAN influence the direction of critical policies important to us -- like childcare, choice, personal safety and economic security, and a healthy environment.

* We are not effectively exercising our hard-earned constitutional right. 22 million registered unmarried women did not vote in the last election. And more than 50 million eligible women -- married and unmarried -- are not even registered to vote.

* A poll last year of some 3,000 women of diverse backgrounds conducted by the women’s voting project Women Voices Women Vote found that 65 percent of the women polled believe this country is going in the wrong direction.

* Based on the findings of a recent survey by Business and Professional Women USA, retirement security, job opportunity, good schools and housing costs are all of HIGHER importance to women than homeland security.

* Voting statistics among all women can be improved. According to the U.S. Census bureau, in 2000, some 30 percent of eligible women were not registered to vote.

* Registering is only half the battle. Almost half of registered unmarried women don't vote. If they turned out in numbers, unmarried women would be the largest voting bloc and would be the deciding "X" factor in close elections.

Who am I, and what do I want?

I need a place where I can go. Where I can whisper what I know. Where I can whisper who I like and where I go to see them. I need a place where I can hide. Where no one sees my life inside. Where I can make my plans and write them down so I can read them. A place where I can bid my heart be still, and it will mind me. A place where I can go when I am lost, and there I'll find me. I need a place to spend the day. Where no one says to go or stay. Where I can take my pen and draw the girl I mean to be.

On a completely unrelated topic: check this out...http://www.votergasm.com/photos/cartoon/

Even though looking back on my day, today, I couldn't tell you very many things that I did. Never the less, I feel like I had a very productive day. I slept until 12ish, had brunch with Carly and Sam, cleaned my desk, did homework and caught up with people, ate dinner, finished my homework, and downloaded classical music.

Rosh Hashanah is Wednesday and that means a new year begins according the Jewish calendar. Wednesday evening you will find me at Hillel eating a nice kosher meal, and Thursday I will be at the St. Paul Catholic Center- it's large enough to fit everyone.

42 days until my birthday...

Last night was a great night- for the most part. A ton of girls on my floor were getting ready to go out last night -thirst thursday- but I had no intention of going out. I had homework and Carly and I decided to order a pizza. So there was all this commotion and music and such that got me going here I am trying to do my math homework -pretty unsuccessfully I might add. I talked to Butthead for a few min -he actually called me- and then I was talking to Evan online last night and that was fun. And it was just one of those extremely ADD times when you're so happy and you can't do anything specific because you just can't sit still. So then me and Carly had our delicious pizza from Pizza Express (FYI- on weekends they drive around in a big fan and throw out condoms to kids) and listened as Sam was giggling about the boy she was talking to. But then... idk the night pogressed and it was 1 something and all my lack of sleep was catching up with me and I wasn't so excited anymore. I had hw to finish, which btw I was up 'till 3 finishing it. And now I'm REALLY tired and just want to go to sleep. But I'm done at 1:10 so that'll be nap time!

Quote from yesterday: "If you're gunna do it for like 5 min, and it takes 6... I mean... c'mon" -Commentary on Blue Balls courtesy of room 210...

I'm already falling back in to my old habits- perfecting the art of procrastination. Not only did I promise myself that I would do good this year and in years to come, but I can't believe it's starting so soon... I keep reminding myself that it's an insane amount of $$ to go here... But sadly, that just isn't motivating me enough. I've gone crazy downloading music (ok not crazy) and putting it on to my ipod. I mean, doesn't that sound more important to you, too?

So, unlike every other school in the USA, good ol' Indiana University had school today (Labor Day = National Holiday = NO SCHOOL usually). It was messed up, but I stayed out late last night to rebel; to whom I do not know. Never the less, I felt like I was defying the system somehow by not going to bed. Needless to say I was pretty tired today. My nap at 4 sure felt good!

Well, I'm off to sluberland. Hope all is well with whoever reads this. Goodluck to U of M and UMD kids who start school tomorrow. Wow, that seems late.

To sleep perchance to dream...

After two long days of my internet not working- it's finally back! Crazy highspeed internet. But, I'm reconnected to the world again... it's nice.

So, Mac users can I-chat and today I chatted with Mac and Alison on Carly's comp and it was really cool. I miss them. But it felt like we were all together- which was nice. I still sometimes can't believe that we're all in different states. That's something that will take a long time to get used to.

I need to go shower and get ready for the evening. Tonight is just one of those nights where I kind of just want to be lazy. We'll see.

"Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone?"

I've had an encounter with the past and I'm totally unsure what to think. I'm told to stay strong, and "just say no", but sometimes my insides get happy when I'm think about the turn of events. Who knows what tomorrow will bring, because, honestly, when you least expect something, it might just happen.

1st day of classes went as well as can be expected. Campus gets smaller each day I venture out in to it... which is comforting. Tomorrow is my fullest day of the week- I hope I don't pass out from all the walking mixed with using my brain. OY

I got an e-mail from Mac's mom today, which I thought was so cute! It made me feel all the more closer to home. Oddly, though, I'm not homesick like I thought I would be. Yes, I do talk to my parents everyday, but in some aspect, that's more for them then for me. My mom explained it that it's so much different for them, and people at home, like Jen, where everything has remained the same except we're not there. Whereas for us, we have this whole new life and we're kept reality busy with this and that.

Last night I didn't sleep too well, most likely because I was nervous for classes, but now I'm super tired. Why am I not sleeping- you may ask. Because my brain is on overload and once I would/will lay my head down, it will continue spinning for a while. Plus, I actually did some homework already. I'm really going to try to acquire some good study habits!

I have an icky taste in my mouth- off to get ready for slumbering. I'll see you in my dreams.

Well, here it is, Sunday night, and I start classes tomorrow. I'm feeling quite anxious about it; although I calmed myself by walking around with Carly and Mara to try to find some of the buildings. I'm not sure what to expect. Some of the buildings remind me of a high school, which is kind of comforting. At least for now. I've gotten to be better friends with David Sattler, who I used to not be so fond of, but he's cool now. I miss my friends. I hate how we're all so far away and going through the same thing, yet totally different things. I'm afraid we'll all grow apart and it'll be awkward when we come home. I just wanna go to applebee's and eat two-for-one appetizers and gossip... Oh well. I had forgotten my pictures at home, and my aunt mailed them to me, so I'm finally making my desk and room feel more like home. My roommate, Aakriti, is from India and while we're very different we do get along. Sometimes I wish I had a roommate who was more like me, but this is a very unique experience. I need to go and get my backpack ready for tomorrow and stuff. Plus, the VMAs are on... E-mail me cuz I love hearing from people: Meuus9@yahoo.com

1st night in my dorm... ahhh

i'll blog later and fill everyone in on everything.

Life feels very odd when a lot of my friends aren't here...

Happy Birthday, Al! 19!

Mac, thanks for your words of wisdom, but I'm scared now. I don't want to be sad. I'm not good with goodbye, or change for that matter. I just want everything to go over smoothly. Especially with my roommate whose from the United Arab Emerits (sp). Interesting...?!

I'm saying goodbye to the people I really wanted to, which makes me happy. I'm even going to lunch tomorrow with my cousin, Sam. And the cute thing is, he initiated it!

~Everything works out in the end. If things aren't working out, it's not the end.~

Last night I went to Mac's house for a goodbye party and it was really nice to see the people that came. I talked to Ian who I honestly haven't talked to in a long long time... And brynn-a-lynn, what a cutie! It was funny, though, because the drama from high school that I figured would end once high school ended didn't really end... and I watched it unfold last night. Oh times.

I am really upset with myself because I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to Alison. I had planned on dropping off her b-day present and saying goodbye at the same time, but time got away from me and she was in slumberland when I got to her house. I'll sure be happy come Thanksgiving when I can see everyone again-- oy that's in a long time.

I'm listening to the new Hanson CD, good times!

I'm feeling really frantic right now. I feel like there are so many things I need to accomplish before Tuesday. There are so many people I want to spend time with before we all to the unknown. I know that I need to let the little things go like doing an extensive clean of my room- I just don't' think it's going to happen. But that's just one of the things that if I had more time, I would like to accomplish. I'm just going to have to accept that I can't do everything (or everyone haha) that I want to before I leave.

I talked to Mac tonight and it was the WIERDEST feeling- talking to one of my good friends who's at COLLEGE! WHAT?! I am not old enough for this. I'm not mature enough for this. Good gracious.

I'm off to Jen's cabin tomorrow, I hope Mr. Sun shines down on me!

I really dislike hockey families. Especially ones from Manitoba, Canada. They think they can just walk all over you. And the noise.. I can barely hear myself think! I want to eat, cuz all around me these people are eating and drinking (pop that is) and I'm so bored that eating sounds like a wonderful pastime!

At update for those who I don't talk to very much: Ariella from LA was to be my new roommate at IU. Then, just a few days ago, she decided that Indiana is just too far away from home and she's afraid she'll get homesick. She did kinda wait till the last min to figure this out. And yes, Alison, I'm happy for in the respect that she did figure this out now instead of being miserable at school... I just got my hopes up for her being my roommate cuz we seemed like we would've gotten along really well. Maybe in another life. I just hope my new roommate (which I have no idea when I'll find out who she is) and I can get along.

Kansas kids left today: I wish them good luck.
Iowa kids leave in T minus 7 days
Indiana kids leave in T minus 11 days.

Au revoir...

"They say if you love someone
You should set them free
And if they love you in return
They will return to thee"

Time is ticking
I've never been good with goodbye
I don't usually like change
I want to be 10 again

I want my dreams to come true
I want happily ever after
And I don't want to say goodbye

Oh so tired...

I've been sleeping in for the past few days and am realizing that I am more tired then when I get up at 10:30 or earlier. Go figure.

We got a new pretzel oven at work today! It's so clean! It probably wont stay that way for long, but it sure does look nice.

There is a hockey boy from BSM here (yes, I'm at work) who I honestly thought was a girl cuz his hair is so long. I'm not a fan.

This weekend I'm off to Canada. I'll let you know how it goes.

Time is ticking away very fast. In less then three weeks, I will be leaving, or going on vacation to some... I can't believe I'm going off to college. But, my roommate seems cool. Her name is Ariella and she is from LA.

And I'm off to shut off my brain...

I just sent out a mass e-mail with a link to register to vote ; don't feel bad if I forgot to send it to you since I'm at work right now and my brain isn't working. Either way, I found another site where you can register that might be better... who knows.

http://www.declareyourself.com/

Either way, please register and please vote. It's one of the most important decisions you'll make.

I'm at the rec center yet again.. Eventually I'll have worked  12 day in a row... woah. OMG: There were some of the rudest people here at the pool today that it makes me never want to interact with real people.  Grr.

A joke:
A man setting in a bar next to a beautiful lady, who's wearing the tightest fitting pants he has ever seen. He keeps looking at her with wide eyes, so she finally asks, "What's wrong?"He said, "Lady, I hope you don't mind my being too presumptuous, but I was wondering, just how does a person get into a pair of pants like that?"She looks at him, smiles, and says, "You might start by buying me a drink." 

So yesterday I was in and around the Dayton, MN area and there was this HUGE mansion. So big, they even had their own lake in the front yard.  It was definitely a cool thing to see, so in the event that one night (or perhaps daytime) that you're really bored, you should go for a drive and try to find this house.

I got my stiches (sp) out today. Now it just looks like I have a cat scratch or something of that nature. * For those who don't know my story, I had surgery on my neck this past Wendsday to remove a lump. 5 stiches later, I was told today that it was benign; so nothing to worry about! Oh bodies are so stupid sometimes.

Alas, it has come to time to check other blogs...  

I'm now back in MN after being in Hawaii and San Francisco for the past week. Good times. I'm peeling pretty bad, but yes, I was tan at one point.
 
Here's a little something that I thought was cute:
A grandmother was surprised by her 7 year old grandson one morning. He had made her coffee. She drank what was the worst cup of coffee in her life. When she got to the bottom, there were three of those little green army men in the cup. She said, "Honey, what are the army men doing in my coffee?"Her grandson said, "Grandma, it says on TV-'The best part of waking up is soldiers in your cup!'"
 
Anywho, I just experienced the saying "what goes around, comes around". It makes you feel like a big shmuck and I wish I could go back in time.  To whom this concerns: I really am sorry. I understand why, though.
 
Don't be a library book; this was the advise that I got from reading one of the girlie magazines that I have and yet it was some of the best advise I've gotten. Basically, don't let someone walk over you. Don't be the book that they can check out when they want, shelf when their finished, and yet you'll be waiting for when they want to check you out again.
 
I've come to the realization that I desperately need to start over. I need the opportunity to reinvent myself: become something that people don't think I am or can be. I need to meet new people who don't hold preconceived ideas about who I am and what I'm capable of. I need to prove to myself that I can be the person I have always thought I would become, instead of settling for who I am right now. I need to move on to new things and new places and yes, new people. I am grateful to everyone because they have helped make me the person I am today, but the time has come to grow up and move on from St. Louis Park, MN. Even if that means small town people from Indiana. I've finally let myself grasp that it is ok to leave the ones you love, because the friendships you truly have will remain, even if it's over 2 time zones or 5 states.  And now that I know what I want and need, I can't wait to start the new part of my life.
 
Till another day: I bid you adieu. 

PS: here is my horoscope for today, which hits home for me: With the Moon, Mars and Mercury all in fixed Leo, circumstances become more rigid now as you bump up against some obvious facts -- even if these facts have been present for a while. The most important thing is to realize that there are situations in your life that you cannot change. Trying to alter them will only make you frustrated and bring on unhappiness. Your dramas feel big, but they are no bigger than those of others. Greater perspective is your friend. The more you open your eyes, the more options you'll see.

No freakin way...

My horoscope for today: "Pause and take a breath before you go committing any drastic actions or making grand gestures. Is all this really necessary? Maybe what this situation calls for is a little discretion instead."

I'm going to go sleep...

These two men are building a house. One of them is
putting on the siding. He picks up a nail, hammers it in. Picks
up another nail, throws it away. Picks up a nail, hammers it in.
Picks up another, throws it away. This goes on for a while, and
finally his friend comes over and asks him why he is throwing
half of the nails away.

He replies, "Those ones were pointed on the wrong end." The buddy
gets exasperated and says "You idiot, those nails are for the other
side of the house!"

I AM BORED! It's too cold for most people to be swimming, so there is pretty much no one here. I was lucky enough to score tickets, which means internet!!

Life is crazy.

Happy birthday on the 3rd to Joey.

I'm kinda spazing here cuz I'm so bored, so sorry...

To Code Red: Mazel Tov!

Yet again, I'm writing the post from the good ol' Rec Center...

Fahrenheit 9/11
Last night, I saw the movie Fahrenheit 9/11. I'm not going to be naive and say that it wasn't one sided, because it was, but I learned a lot from this movie. I'm not afraid to say that I don't like Bush or his decisions, and I already felt that way before this movie, but it was solidified last night. The fact that our president didn't even react to the news that we were under attack makes me sick to my stomach... how could he not do anything?!! And, the fact that he waited 2 months after 9/11 to try to find Bin Laden? HELLO! I was so angry walking out of the movie. And it was really hard watching the mother who lost her son in Iraq. Oy.

If you want more on this, I'd say read Ian's blog, because he was very articulate with what he had to say... misterfrisky.blogspot.com

The message that I want to leave everyone with: VOTE! Being able to vote in the upcoming election is one of the most awesome rights we have, and we all need to take part in it. There are absentee ballots that you can get, so no matter where you are, you can vote. If you don't vote, you have no right to complain with how our country is being run.

Hey All:
I'm sitting here at the lovely Rec Center. A nice boring day. It's only 63 degrees out, so why would anyone want to swim? Where's the summer weather?? There is a big group that just came in, but without them, I think there would only be 10 people in the pool.

Finished the Da Vinci Code... a really good read. I recommend it to anyone in need of a good book, or even just to cure your boredom. My new book is called Crazy, but I'm already almost halfway through it and it's not satisfying my needs... but what else am I going to do to prevent myself from not falling asleep??

Payday today, always a plus.

I saw the Pirates of Penzance at the Guthrie last night. SO GOOD! I'm so glad they lenghthened the run of it! I got rush tickets, so I got to sit in the front row! There were a few things in this version that were not in our version over at SLPHS, such as the Queen of England being in it. And they added an extra verse to the Major general's song in which they mention things like the giant cherry and spoon, and Lake Harriet. It was funny. It was fun because I was singing the whole play under my breath. Good thing the lady next to me was intranced by the actors...

I should go back to work. Or at least go back to pretending.

LOS ANGELES TIMES, October 8:

People of northwestern Montana have been advised to be on the
lookout for drunken bears. Black bears and grizzlies have
been congregating along the tracks of the Burlington
Northern railroad tracks, where a train carrying hundreds
of tons of corn derailed some time ago. The corn has fermented,
and the aroma is attracting the bears. "The bears are actually
intoxicated up there," said wildlife biologist Loren Hicks.
And a grizzly with a hangover can be cross as a bear.

And now for something totally unrelated...

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Now that summer has rolled around, I am reminded that I barely get online... For there is little reason to procrastinate anything. Even so, I am sorry to anyone who reads this for not updating in a really long time.

I'm glad all the Cuba people went and came back safely and had a good time. That's all I'll say on that matter...

Money is good and I really like it...

I leave for vacation in T minus 20 days (I think..) YEY!

I'm going to go read The Da Vinci Code...

St. Paul, MN

The hit movie "Home Alone" about a boy thwarting burglars
with imaginative mayhem, wasn't total fantasy. Just ask
the guy who tried to break in while 13-year-old Ryan Hendrickson
was home alone.

Ryan was watching television Wednesday night when he heard a
noise that sounded like a window screen being cut.

"I ran to the closet and grabbed a bat," Ryan said Thursday.
"I went...into the dining room, where I saw him cutting the
window with a knife. He put his left hand in first and I was
waiting for his right hand to come in...and I took the baseball
bat and I hit him as hard as I could."

The man ran. Ryan called 911.

Police, while cautioning Ryan to call 911 first next time,
did enjoy the fact that the kid got in the first lick against
a bad guy.

To the Class of 2004:

"The time we had together is almost at an end. And now we have to try to say goodbye. There's so much to remember. And so much still ahead. I wish you all the good things you can find."

"All things end, so my friends, we too shall be parting. Moments shared, slowly drift into memories. But with time on our side one day we'll be together. Until then, we must say goodbye.

Thank you for the happiness we've shared along the way. May it be a constant friend each hour everyday. May the songs we sang together live within our minds. Sweet memories of joy and love untouched my age or time.."

Thanks for being with me through my sentimental-ness. We're almost there...

And to resort back to the title of my blog: In order to get what you want, you must take the journey... and oh what a journey it has been. And we're almost on to a new journey. So just remember where you came from and to quote (or as best I can) the Echowan: "You will always bleed black and orange" (Ok, when I grab my yearbook, I will put the actual phrase in here)

you'd think that with no homework to do and a 5 day weekend (4.5) i'd have lots of time and lots of things to write. but no. i'm too lazy. tomorrow's thursday already. crazy!! in less then 1 week, we will be alumni of SLPHS. that day always felt like so far away, but now it's here. weird! grad parties are a bit overwhelming. this weekend is going to be crazy. i'll need a long massage to calm me down after this...

Why am I being punished for somthing that I really had no control over? Yet, onward it rolls and nothing I do is good enough. Well I'm sorry. That's it. There's nothing more. I'll give it up, so you should, too. AGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

2 weeks from today... are you ready??

SENIORS:
Senior retreat is tomorrow. COME!!! 7:45am at the flagpole. Don't foget a beverage.


Good day.

"Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course we would never fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go, but it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart, and if you're very lucky... A plane ride away." ~ Carrie (sex and the city)"

After a very busy weekend, all I want to do is crawl in to my bed and sleep for a good 2 days.

Go Timberwolves!!!

This absolute lack of motivation is not helping my case; tomrorow when I have my final disco in small group I'm really going to regret slacking off

Theatre is over and I'm glad I left the banquet early. I'd say more but I think it's already known.

"Just remember, things can always get worse" - A wise woman.

It's Friday night and I just ... Got paid. Just kidding.

I'm tired and frustrated and alone. I'm sick of this lack of everything at school. It hardly seems worth it to get out of bed, but I come none the less... even if it's just so I don't have to appeal for credit.

Less then three weeks 'till summer, and I can't help but wonder what this summer will bring. Sometimes I find myself wishing for last summer, even though I know there is better out there. I can only hope this summer brings money, memories, money, fun, money, lust, and money. It's all what you make it...

What's with the shirts: "Slippery when wet"? Isn't that inapropriate for school? Do people what to be thought of as sluts?

I am so glad that I took college writing last year becase now I can just laugh at all the children worrying about their papers. Ha. Ha. He. He.

(Raising my imaginary drink): Here's to a good weekend with no drama.

Tuesday from hell:
Today started off as a pretty good day, even though it felt like a Monday. Then I went to choir. First of all, we have to do that grad standard project, even though there is no such thing as grad standards anymore. I'm in a group with tone deaf boys and Beth Yellen (there are other people, too but I'm just commenting on these particular individuals). Beth has been out sick with Mono or something and therefore tells us she can't sing for a while. So we've learned the song and all that and then today she wanted us to sing it for her so that she could hear it. Low and behold she criticizes everything we did and thinks she’s the best. I am so sick of her right now. And I honestly don’t care if she knows it. So then I was in a bad mood because she was telling me what to do and I just wanted to hit her in the face and maybe take out her vocal cords. HA Anywho, then things seemed find but then it seemed that I must’ve done something or idk but then it seemed like I was being ostracized by everyone. Think it might be time to take a trip to my cave…

Prom 2004:
What a wonderful night. It was spent with friends, good food and lots of memories. I was worried that it might be weird bringing someone from another school, but David made friends with everyone and they all loved him. I couldn't have asked for anything more. Hope everyone was safe and enjoyed themselves and Al: Hope you had a good weekend and I'll try to not make you crazy by talking about prom a lot.

SENIOR SLIDE

SENIOR SLIDE...
I have lost all motivation to do anything for this thing we call school... I have said for the past week that I'm going to take this test in journalism... well it's now Thursday, and I still haven't taken it... Blah I need to go rest my eyes...

BP: Get your nails ready...

Last night Mac and I had "supper" with Marion. A little part of me felt like it would be awkward, but it wasn't at all. It was really fun and she's a really nice lady. Not that that's anything new...

PSY IS OVER!!! WOO-HOO!! AHHH (Sigh of relief)

I'm getting excited for prom, but I don't want to put it on a pedestal because after all, it's only another dance. People always expect prom to be this amazing night-- but it's only what you make it.

"Forget regrets, or life is yours to miss" --Rent

I've definitely found better... Problem is, his heart isn't open to love right now. I can be ok with just friends for now.

All alone

Now that everyone is changing their blogs.. I feel left out, but I'm going to stay strong and keep mine for the time being since no one has it. I really should be studying, but I just can't seem to concentrate!

I'm really likin what Blogger did to itself! Props to it! I'm feeling really stressed out about the Psy test tomorrow and I'm started to get stressed about prom and life and grrr. I hope to be better come tomrorow at 3pm.

"The brain, the brain. The center of the chain."

He sat across from and and looked me straight in the eye. And had that look like he genuinely cared about what I had to say. And told me the things I already knew, but sometimes I just need to hear them again. "You deserve the best," he said. "And not just with people, with everything. Like if you did drugs, you deserve the best crack thats out there."

I deserve the best. Now I just have to dispose of the bad, and find the good. The best.

This upcoming week is going to one filled with stress and release. It has become cram time for psy--I think we are all realizing it's time to break out those gold packets... It is also the last choir concert on Thursday. Really don't want to be doing that. Then Friday is TALENT SHOW. I'm really excited about that cuz last year I was blown away with the talent that we had and I was at auditions and it's going to be equally fun this year!!

I talked to Jen tonight which was nice cuz me and her don't talk all too often now. But in the 10 minutes that we talked, we caught up on the important stuff, and it was all good. I like that.

The play is over. There was a lot of crying today from the seniors and some juniors who realized that we were leaving... yet I felt no real emotional connection to this play. I did my crying when Grease was over. I enjoyed myself a lot and I'm glad I've become apart of SLP theatre-- even if some of the plays are crap (no offence actors)

My temporary break is up-- back to psy it is....

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Happy Birthday to Romina and Claire!!!YEY!!!

Despite the fact that I am now 6 months in to my 18th year of life, my mother still treats me like I'm 5. This morning I went to a doctor's appointment and my mother insisted on coming in to the appt. with me. While we were waiting I was like, Mom, after this am I going to be able to go to the doctor by myself? and she was like, we'll see, because you don't tell me what they say. I was thinking; you don't need to know every freakin detail ... if there is something wrong, you'll know! GRRRR. Clearly my "mommy" isn't going with me to college (I think I'd kill myself if she did...) Will she then finally realize that I'm capable of fending for myself? AHHHH

Immature people have no place in my life ... so to whom it may concern: regressing back to freshmen year my work for you, but not for me. And all I have to say is good-bye and farewell.

After a hiatus, the tears came again. Go figure. Just when I thought everything was getting better...

How to be politically correct with women

She is not a BLEACHED BLONDE - She is PEROXIDE DEPENDENT.

She is not a BAD COOK - She is MICROWAVE COMPATIBLE.

She does not wear TOO MUCH JEWELRY - She is METALLICALLY OVERBURDENED.

She is not CONCEITED - She is INTIMATELY AWARE OF HER BEST QUALITIES.

She does not want to be MARRIED - She wants to lock you in DOMESTIC
INCARCERATION.

She does not GAIN WEIGHT - She is a METABOLIC UNDERACHIEVER.

She does not TEASE or FLIRT - She engages in ARTIFICIAL STIMULATION.

She is not DUMB - She is a DETOUR OFF THE INFORMATION SUPERHIGHWAY.

She is not TOO SKINNY - She is SKELETALLY PROMINENT.

She does not HAVE A MUSTACHE - She is IN TOUCH WITH HER MASCULINE SIDE.

She does not HATE TELEVISED SPORTS - She is ATHLETICALLY IGNORANT.

She has not BEEN AROUND - She is a PREVIOUSLY ENJOYED COMPANION.

She does not WEAR TOO MUCH PERFUME - She commits FRAGRANCE ABUSE.

She does not GO SHOPPING - She is MALL FLUENT.

She is not an AIR HEAD - She is REALITY IMPAIRED.

She does not get DRUNK or TIPSY - She gets CHEMICALLY INCONVENIENCED.

She does not get FAT or CHUBBY - She achieves MAXIMUM DENSITY.

She is not COLD or FRIGID - She is THERMALLY INACCESSIBLE.

She does not WEAR TOO MUCH MAKEUP - She has reached COSMETIC
SATURATION.

She does not NAG YOU - She becomes VERBALLY REPETITIVE

Get ready to let your sunflower face the sun!

It's amazing how time can feel different in different situations. Take, for example, a hour long massage. Those will be the shortest 60 minutes of your life. Yet, take those same 60 minutes, and instead of being papmpered, you're listing to Ms. Jacobsen drone on in a foreign language. Those turn in to the longest 60 minutes of your life.

We have 36 days left of school. In retrospect, that is incredibly minimal. But, for people, like myself who just can't wait for school to be out, those 36 days feel like an eternity. But ask me in 35 days, and I'll tell you they went by with the blink of an eye.

Prom is fast approaching-- 20 some days. To me, that feels like we still have eons of time to figure everything out. But, as always, those 20 some days will go by faster then I expect.

I don't recommend to anyone to assume that time is so far in the future. In my case, I have fallen in to a big problem of procrastination which has led me to a lot of last minutes unnecessary stress. Blah is all I have to say.

This stupid cold is taking the better part of me. I'm going to go blow my nose...

The movie Miracle was wonderful. Thanks to the SLP boys hockey team, I've come to really enjoy the sport and got really in to the movie. As with the Mighty Ducks, the movie was much more enjoyable for me with the whole Minnesota aspect of it. Some of the fast camera changes made me think I was in a video game, but that was my only critisism. Go see it (it's $2 at Hopkins), if you haven't already.

Congrats to the girls Lax teams! Way to start off the season!

The play at school is coming together, I think. I actually haven't watched any of the rehearsals cuz I've actually been doing stuff for this play. It feels really good. And I'm enjoying myself a lot more in this play. My legs are really sore from squatting and painting the floor, yes, the floor. It's teal and white squares. I'm quite proud that we pulled it together. Come see it, just to humor me. And I heard that it's funny. And you get to see Jon R in tight jeans. And I don't mean cool, I mean, hugging his legs. It's quite a sight to see.

Cina: I thought you said that you blogged. Where is it? Or did I miss-hear you?

I'm going to go eat cardboard. Then sleep forever and dream about bagels and doughnuts.

Ian: As much as some of us would like to throw it in our 'rents faces that we're adults now, the legalitly (is that a word?) does not mean you are an adult. You must act like one, to actually be one.

I'm not a slut.

Off to go to psy. And clean for Passover. Anything to put off psy.

It's kinda odd because usually, when I'm sitting at home all by my lonesome, I call my gal Al to see what she's up to. But she's on another continent. It's just something weird to get used to.

I had a lot of fun over at Misha's last night. Enough said.

I'm going to go sleep perhaps. Spring break is slipping away fast. Yet I'm not living it up. Hmmm..

I'm a Sex on the Beach, discover your ALcoHoLiC personality!

Hey all. I'm in Indiana right now, pretending to be a bonafide college student. Mara and I both feel that all these kids know that we are seniors... but just wait till I wear my Indiana gear... they'll have no idea.

My Indiana adventure has thus far proved to be... tiring. Mara and I spent about 12 hours yesterday traveling. First, the put us in concourse B... the concourse they don't like. Definitely the farthest away from food, water, and people. If you can avoid it, stay away from Midwest Connect. But, this airline did redeem itself by providing freshbaked cookies for our inflight snack on one of the flights, and a surprisingly good carrot cake muffin. MMM... much better then a tiny bag of pretzels. Then... we were traveling to Milwaukee for a layover and then to IN.. but there was a fog advisory in Milwaukee and instead of leaving MSP at 2:40, we left at 5. Blah. It's what I call an adventure... and gave me some quality time to do psy... (death to Mr Goddard).

Tonight, Mara and I were invited to hang out with Jamie L and her sorority sisters. I'm excited. Lata

Today, Brynn and I went on an adventure to North Minneapolis. I didn't get lost (yey). The purpose of this trip was to get a book shelf from Ms. Butzen's house to school, and I thought that since my seats fold down, that it would fit in my car. Let's just say, I wish there had been a video camera; especially when I slipped off the curb into the mucky, fungus water. Brynn and I laughed for about 5 min after. In the end, the stupid bookcase didn't even fit in my car. But we were strong and carried it back into Butzen's house. An adventure to say the least.

Italy people: Have fun. Much not too much fun... :-)... And don't meet too many hot Italian boys

"What are these doing in here?... Are these even my pants?" --Beth Yellen

"It's the day Ceaser died."-- Carly
"And then came the salad... yum"-- Alison

I think everyone these days is really thinking long and hard about life and love and what’s going to happen in the following years. Who will we stay in contact with? Who will change the most? Who won't grow up? What's it going to be like living away from everything you've ever known? There are so many unknowns when it comes to thinking about the next stages of our lives. Clearly, tons of people go through this every year and most of them come out of it unharmed and overall bettered. (I don't think that's a word...) In some ways, I wish there was a big book that we all could look at and just know-- cut out a lot of the uncertainty. But in other ways, I know that that is completely unprobable and we just need to live our lives and see what comes our way.

I was just reminded of the letter that Herbert has us write to ourselves that she plans on sending to us in 5 or 6 years. On it, I put a list of people, which in the event I hadn't talked to or heard of in that time, I would look them up and call them. I hope that I don't have to do that, but sadly I know that a lot of us will loose contact with each other. The people we've grown up with and loved and hated and who knew us inside and out. It's kind of a strange idea, that something that was such a part of your life for over 10 years could virtually disappear, just like that.

To you all, though: Even if we don't talk until our 10 year reunion, go out there and make the world a better place. Look out world: the class of 2004 is coming and there's no telling what we'll do!

I'm in a really good mood right now. I had my first massage after school and it was really nice and relaxing. Really what I needed. Then we had our choir concert tonight. Went a lot better then I thought it would. I honestly think it was the most fun I've ever had at a choir concert. I will kind of miss singing our Disney medley. Kind of. Well, I'm off to go eat something. MMM

~I'm at a time in my life when I really wish that someone could just tell me what to do. I don't want to make the wrong decision. I don't want to be pressured in to anything.
~I've come to realize that you can love someone and have that be all there is.
~It truly is better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all.
~Life moves on, and I will love again.
~Jewish people talk so much.
~Sometimes the things you want are really not what you can have or what you need.
~Friends show themselves when you really do need them the most
~I know that I am a pushover, and I wish I was stronger and could stand up for myself.
~I wish that I hadn't lost some of my friends
~I wish I could live by the saying: if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything.
~I wish people would tell me the truth
~I wish with all my heart that my grandma pulls through.
~I don't want it deal with death
~I still wish people could just tell me what would be the best for me and make the decision for me

These are the thoughts that are running through my head.