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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 16:39:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>the other night i had a dream that a bomb went off in the middle of a town that we were working in. i had just gotten off of work and i knew that you were still there, so i highjacked a car and drove to find you. you told me that you loved me. after i woke up i turned over and wanted to tell you about it, but instead i let you sleep. i don&apos;t know what i was afraid of. what i do know is that the whole next day i wanted to tell you just that, but i didn&apos;t. i wish i had though.</description>
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  <description>this past week ryan was back in illinois and it was pretty fabulous. i took him home to meet the family- which was completely ridiculous. it was everything that i had imagined it to be, both good and bad. but they adored him. i met his grandma and hung out with his family for a while. it was nice to be able to hang out because he was so close as opposed to three hours away. i didn&apos;t even realize how nice that would be. but of course it was only for a week, and he is going back to iowa on sunday. part of me is still disappointed that he chose to stay in iowa for the summer, even though i should be used to it by now. well, it was nice while it lasted.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 04:05:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>boredom-buster.</title>
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  <description>10 Bands or Artists you like, BEFORE you read any of the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Format&lt;br /&gt;2. Guster&lt;br /&gt;3. The Fray&lt;br /&gt;4. Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;5. Death Cab For Cutie&lt;br /&gt;6. Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;7. Jason Reeves&lt;br /&gt;8. Josh Kelley&lt;br /&gt;9. James Morrison&lt;br /&gt;10. Matchbox Twenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first song you ever heard by 6?&lt;br /&gt;the district sleeps alone tonight, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite album of 8?&lt;br /&gt;for the ride home-- but i really love almost honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of impact has 1 left on your life?&lt;br /&gt;a pretty big one. they have been the one i have seen in concert the most- each time being better than the last. they have a lot of songs that i place a lot of sentimental value on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you seen 4 live?&lt;br /&gt;twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song by 7?&lt;br /&gt;reaching. by far my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a song by 3 that makes you sad?&lt;br /&gt;fall away or heaven forbid i think are the saddest for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite lyric of 2?&lt;br /&gt;they have a lot of really great songs in general, but i think what comes to mind when i think of their songs though would be, &quot;if that&apos;s all you will be, you&apos;ll be a waste of time. you&apos;ve dreamed a thousand dreams, none seem to stick in your mind.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song by 9?&lt;br /&gt;you give me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you first get into 1?&lt;br /&gt;junior year of high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get into 3?&lt;br /&gt;samantha and lyzanne invited me to a concert the first time they went to go and see them. i had only heard them on the radio a few times, and only listened to their CD like twice before the concert. i got there and had a great time and just loved their music. and i&apos;ve been a fan ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song by 4?&lt;br /&gt;hands down. hands down. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you seen 9 live?&lt;br /&gt;aww never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a good memory concerning 2?&lt;br /&gt;driving out to bradley university to see them in concert. the sky was just so blue and the weather was really great. peanut butter and nutella sandwiches. it was such a good concert at a time when i think i needed it the most with the two people who would have enjoyed it more than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a song by 5 that makes you sad?&lt;br /&gt;death of an interior decorator makes me sad, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song of 1?&lt;br /&gt;ahh. so hard. top five: oceans, if work permits, she doesn&apos;t get it, tie the rope, on your porch....the compromise. i&apos;m so sorry- i can&apos;t choose one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you become a fan of 10?&lt;br /&gt;my mom. she turned me on to a lot of music when i was a kid. hell, my first concert was the rolling stones. thanks mom!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 03:57:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you&apos;re inches from my fingertips, i&apos;ve come as close as i can get</title>
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  <description>i really just cannot believe that it is already the end of the year. it seems like they are all going by so fast now. i remember sitting around during the summer years ago being bored out of my mind, and my dad told me that one day i would wonder where all of the months went. every year is going by in the blink of an eye now, its pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, things are changing. both good and bad. this last semester was really rough for me. i worked way more than i had intended and definitely paid for it. my grades were much worse than i had thought they would be, but since grades have been posted, i have changed my overly pessimistic tune about my future. after being removed from the education college, i thought that i would have to re-evaluate everything. maybe i would just be a history major? but what can i really do with just that? &lt;br /&gt;i e-mailed every one of my professors basically begging for points, because i just could not afford something like this- both figuratively and literally. that was awkward. i never ask my professors for anything, nevertheless to change my grade. it made me feel really awful, ,but i didnt not deserve the grades i got. they did not reflect what i had done for those classes. one professor told me i would make up the one point that i needed to make the grade, the rest told me that i should have tried harder. and as much as i hate to agree with them, maybe i should have. my priorities were not in the right places this semester. anyway- my advisor basically told me to relax, and we would figure it out when the next semester started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. i have figured things out. with a really light load this next semester (only 12 hours), i will make up the classes over the summer, because they are being offered. and i have limited my work hours to the morning only, which already makes me feel better about everything. with all of that, i figure i can bring up my GPA and still be okay to graduate on time. sigh. good. go me. im feeling very optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, with the new year looming, i am feeling better than usual. more optimistic. i feel... good about myself. i think that i can really do what i need to education-wise. and then there is also the fact that there is quite a bit of potential for this next year in terms of my romantic life-- i know. about time right? but yeah. with all of my friends backing me up with everything, i am really looking forward to what i can do in this next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on 2008.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 03:31:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i remember years ago (and i cant believe that it really was YEARS ago) laying in a backyard just looking at the sky with some of the most influential people i have ever met. we just sat there next to a fire and looked up at the stars while making jokes with one another. there were many nights like that one. sometimes i wish that i could go back to that- back to when our biggest worry was if so-and-so would be upset about what we had said and if we could finish that three page paper. but then i realize that i dont really want that back. no one is the same now. and thats not a bad thing. but what i realize even more is that IM not the same anymore. for a long time i thought that i was stuck in a state of limbo- that everyone was moving forward in this race, and i couldnt seem to pass the first marker. but now i know differently. i just wasnt moving as fast, but i was moving. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish for the simpler times, but mostly i just wish for something big to happen now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky is clear tonight and the stars are bright and i just want someone to cuddle with.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 14:34:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>yesterday i spent all day in bed with a boy.&lt;br /&gt;: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 02:37:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>because i love procrastinating.</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;border:1px solid black;background-color:white;color:black;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p&gt;My score on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/6711512663497470889/Quick-Painless-ENNEAGRAM&quot;&gt;The Quick &amp; Painless ENNEAGRAM Test&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:18pt;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;9 - the Peacemaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:12pt&quot;&gt;(Thanks for taking the test !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: left; padding: 10px;&quot;&gt;you chose BX - your Enneagram type is NINE (aka &quot;The Mediator&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I am at peace&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacemakers are receptive, good-natured, and supportive. They seek union&lt;br /&gt;with others and the world around them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Get Along with Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to do something, how you ask is important. I especially&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t like expectations or pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to listen and to be of service, but don&apos;t take advantage of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen until I finish speaking, even though I meander a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me time to finish things and make decisions. It&apos;s OK to nudge&lt;br /&gt;me gently and nonjudgmentally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me questions to help me get clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when you like how I look. I&apos;m not averse to flattery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug me, show physical affection. It opens me up to my feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a good discussion but not a confrontation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know you like what I&apos;ve done or said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh with me and share in my enjoyment of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I Like About Being a NINE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being nonjudgmental and accepting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caring for and being concerned about others &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being able to relax and have a good time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that most people enjoy my company; I&apos;m easy to be around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ability to see many different sides of an issue and to be a good&lt;br /&gt;mediator and facilitator &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heightened awareness of sensations, aesthetics, and the here and&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being able to go with the flow and feel one with the universe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s Hard About Being a NINE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being judged and misunderstood for being placid and/or indecisive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being critical of myself for lacking initiative and discipline &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being too sensitive to criticism; taking every raised eyebrow and twitch of the mouth personally &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being confused about what I really want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caring too much about what others will think of me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not being listened to or taken seriously &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINEs as Children Often &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel ignored and that their wants, opinions, and feelings are unimportant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tune out a lot, especially when others argue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are &quot;good&quot; children: deny anger or keep it to themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINEs as Parents &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are supportive, kind, and warm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are sometimes overly permissive or nondirective &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee Baron &amp; Elizabeth Wagele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Enneagram Made Easy &lt;br /&gt;Discover the 9 Types of People &lt;br /&gt;Harper &lt;br /&gt;SanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You liked the test?&lt;br /&gt;so    S P R E A D    I T !   tell everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;(use Quick-Paste below)&lt;br /&gt;you wanna know MORE?&lt;br /&gt;so check out, what Wikipedia says about your type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...even more you&apos;ll find in &amp;&amp;&amp;Google&lt;br /&gt;or do you prefer to&lt;br /&gt;   &amp;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not completely happy with the result?!&lt;br /&gt;You chose BX&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather have chosen:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; AX  (SEVEN)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; CX  (TWO)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; BY  (FOUR)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; BZ  (FIVE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/6711512663497470889/Quick-Painless-ENNEAGRAM&quot;&gt;The Quick &amp; Painless ENNEAGRAM Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		(&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Oct 2007 18:36:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i feel like james morrison is writing for me. he is the first songwriter that i can actually relate to. yeah!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 13:05:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so, in a little over two weeks, i have been from one side of the country to the other and seen a lot of things. not anything new actually. just... different. and after all of it, i am very ready to come home. one more airport to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i typed out a really long entry about my trip (and, in natural me fashion, there was a little too much detail). so then i looked at how long it was and realized that it was more for me than for anyone else, because who really want to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you need to know is that overall, my trip was really great. i had some great experiences in beautiful places with people i haven&apos;t seen in years. &lt;br /&gt;it was all i could have asked for.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2007 02:47:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and then some.</title>
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  <description>today the city was beautiful. everything just seemed to fit right where it was. maybe its the fact that i did everything that i needed to get done today, or that my room smells like clean clothes and fabric softener, or that the entire apartment smells like coffee- im not sure. but everything about today was good.&lt;br /&gt;no one in chicago seemed upset. the weather was just right- it was just cool enough to wear a light sweater when the sun went down. the sky was that perfect cotton candy bubble combination. and when the sun set, it was a perfect midnight blue and all of the lights in the skyline seemed to pop more than they normally would. it really was pretty. the couples on the streets and buses were all dressed up, ready for their night&apos;s out, and they all looked in love (which normally makes me jealous to the core, but it was really endearing today). all of the little kids on the buses were adorable- not annoying, but adorable. chicago was really very beautiful today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 02:41:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>blank.</title>
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  <description>&quot;We are convinced that happiness is never to be found, and each believes it is possessed by others, to keep alive the hope of obtaining it for himself.&quot;- Samuel Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i bring a new meaning to the term &quot;hopeless romantic.&quot; just take it literally. im hopeless. im a romantic.&lt;br /&gt;maybe?&lt;br /&gt;i am starting to think that i dont believe in romance or love anymore- for me, at least. i see all of these people with someone coupling up on the streets all around me, and it just makes me depressed. it was all fine and everything back in high school when people used to say things like, &quot;aww robin&apos;s so innocent,&quot; and just giggle along. but that kind of thing doesnt fly going into my third year of college. i havent changed at all. i may have even digressed. i remember being shy, but i dont remember being this shy.&lt;br /&gt;i will basically be 40 year old virgin. that will be my life.&lt;br /&gt;but with more cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my career trajectory has taken a massive turn. &lt;br /&gt;after taking this education class, i have decided that i may not go to graduate school right out of college. i have been looking into the JET program, which pays for recent college graduates to go to japan (everything is paid for- round-trip flights, a place to live, etc.) and teach students english. they are only looking for people who speak fluent english to teach the students so that they learn better- so that they arent even given the opportunity to speak japanese because the teacher doesnt understand. it just seems like a really great opportunity. i will develop some teaching skills and gain experience, which will look great on a resume. &lt;br /&gt;after that, i think i am out of good ol&apos; illinois. maybe after a little bit of cps though. they actually get paid a lot more money than i thought. more than a starting professor thats for sure. but i just dont think ill be in illinois for a long time. ill go somewhere (east coast?) where they will pay for me to get a graduates degree and illinois and wisconsin dont do it. &lt;br /&gt;we will see though.&lt;br /&gt;its all under consideration. all i need to do is actually take the leap and go for it. its scary though, just the thought of going out on your own and doing something. something that will affect everything that you will do later. its scary. i dont know if i am ready yet. but i have two more years to brace myself.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to do something big. i think i need to do something big. something for me. something that WILL affect everything from here on out. &lt;br /&gt;i cant remember what movie i saw it in, but a character once said, &quot;you are living in a little snow globe. everything is peaceful, and you are comfortable with what you have going. but maybe you need someone to shake that snow globe up for you. maybe you NEED to be shaken up. get yourself out of your comfort zone.&quot; naturally i paraphrased that entire thing, but it was something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to shake up my snow globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a whole mix of different emotions right now. and im not sure how i like it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 18:51:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>im lonely.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; lonely.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 04:08:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>life is moving fast. i dont seem to be using my time as well as i should be. and i mean that in regards to my personal relationships. there just arent enough hours in the day for me to do what i want to do, and what seems to get left out the most are my relationships with people. hopefully that will change when school is over. even though i just started again? i dont know. i just wish i saw more of people, is all im saying.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of school--&lt;br /&gt;i am working on my first paper for my education class and it is all about putting yourself into the shoes of so many different people and reflecting on what you would do in any given situation. i am totally freaked out about what i am getting myself into with teaching, but at the same time i cant wait. i dont think that i have actually ever been this passionate about something before. and dammit, i will be a great teacher. people will want to come to my class. and they will leave having learned something they didnt know about before coming in. and i will be enthusiastic, which will get them enthused about whatever it is that i am teaching. sure, i will have to learn to be strict and not let people walk all over me, but i am up for the challenge. &lt;br /&gt;i went to my grandmas house today for some dinner and to do some laundry (a huge throwback to the past for her when her kids would come home for the same reasons) and she asked me what it was i was actually going to school for.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;oh, i plan to teach history.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;oh... really? you think you can handle all of those rowdy kids? i dont know robin. you just seem too nice to handle that type of environment.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so. i think everyone needs a teacher who isnt too strict, but gets the respect that they deserve from their students. and, by golly, that will be me. oh. ill show her... :D</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 18:40:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;but i sure had all the reasons &lt;br /&gt;why you werent what i wanted to find.&lt;br /&gt;i never laid all my cards out.&lt;br /&gt;you just wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;the king he waited on my doorsteps,&lt;br /&gt;while the joker and me went on our way.&lt;br /&gt;maybe I was much too selfish,&lt;br /&gt;but baby you&apos;re still on my mind.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;djshvf;weiouga. i am definitely pmsing. i am just way too emotional right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2007 10:47:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>slow down and pace yourself, because when it&apos;s good it&apos;s a long open road.</title>
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  <description>i saw chicago rise and set today. the same people i saw closing their shops last night, i saw open them up this morning. i have yet to go to sleep, and i dont really think that i will. i would have to wake up in two hours anyway to get ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;it was a genuinely good night tonight. work was good--well, the people were good, at least. then i hung around in a cloud of smoke for four or five hours which was actually pleasant. the company was pretty great (well... yeah. to an extent) and conversation was good. &lt;br /&gt;i thought it was about time for an update, however short and vague it might be.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 01:23:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i was incredibly bored today, so i was compelled to just go and walk around downtown. i brought some books with me just in case i got the urge to actually do work and write some papers. i broke down and bought starbucks- but i justified it by writing three pages of one of my papers. since i couldnt seem to do that at the apartment, it really was worht the money.&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for the el at the red line stop at grand and this woman started to play moon river on her guitar. her voice was amazing. she was probably around 60, and sounded like it, but there was just somehting about her voice that reminded me of someone who used to sing to me when i was little. i gave her a dollar and then me and this boy from loyola sat and talked to her for a while (her name was joy, by the way). we each told her that there was something recognizable in her voice, and she was grateful and then we talked a little bit. she was just so happy that it made me happy too. me and the boy each walked away smiling. best part of the day by far. ever since then i have been really productive and i think that joy helped. thanks joy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 07:34:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cork board.</title>
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  <description>.my dad bought a car. he actually went through a midlife crisis and bought himself a car. i thought people joked when they said that people do that when they get older. although, i have to say, i am really proud of him. it was his first major impulse buy... ever, actually.&lt;br /&gt;.i run purely off of red bull now. if my boss ever actually goes through with his threats of firing people who continue to take the red bulls out of the fridge, i might actually die.&lt;br /&gt;.sometimes people tell me that they have been telling others about my personality and how those people &quot;will just love me&quot; when they meet me. as flattering as those conversations are, i always get really freaked out when the time comes to meet the unknown person, because i dont want to disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;.i need to get a crush, because this is just getting ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;.am i tired? i cant really tell.&lt;br /&gt;.my work schedule this week is basically amazing. if this is what my weeks will look like if i never take a day off, then god help me, ill never take a day off... ha. right.&lt;br /&gt;.when my dad is around, i think that i am at my personal best. there is something about him and my brother that just seems to bring out the best in me.&lt;br /&gt;.let me say, i dont know why GDP was invented (thats a lie- i do. i learned at least that much in econ), but it shouldnt be so hard to find online for other countries. how on earth am i supposed to get any points in this class if they make the information so hard to find?&lt;br /&gt;.on my way to work i was listening to some music on shuffle, and all of a sudden dane cook comes on. it was one that i hadnt actually listened to before, so as im standing on the el platform, i start to laugh really hard (if anyone is knows, it was the one about him wishing he had superpowers)- then i realized that i was still in public. so i tried to stop laughing, which only made me laugh harder. when i finally start to calm down, i look around and everyone had cleared away from me. i was that person on chicago public transportation that people look at and say, &quot;uhh... wtf?&quot; it was pretty great, basically.&lt;br /&gt;.gus&apos; tank is STILL on my dresser. now i think i am just plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;.i am taking a month off in the summer and driving west. i decided it this weekend. my dad said that he would give me the car whenever i decide to go because he did it and he knows how much it means. so i am going. i am stopping at the grand canyon, yellowstone, mt. rushmore, my great aunt&apos;s house in arizona, san fransisco, and whatever else i feel like (not in that order of course). it will be a long drive, but im up for it. the movie wild hogs made me decide that one, and im not sure how i feel about that yet...&lt;br /&gt;.there is a hole in sweater, and it is making me really uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;.it is one thirty in the morning, and i still have way too much to be doing before i go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;. i really want to do a picture post, but i dont know how to post successful pictures on this, and im not sure if i want to put forth the effort to learn how. ha.&lt;br /&gt;.my room is super cozy, my bed looks wayy too comfortable, and the massive amounts of caffeine that i basically injected into my system are starting to wear off. no good can come from this.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Feb 2007 06:34:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>quote of the day:</title>
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  <description>sergio: &quot;i saw oprah&apos;s limo the other day, so i waved.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;me: &quot;did she wave back?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;sergio: &quot;i dont know... i couldnt see through the tinted glass.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;me: &quot;you should have knocked on the window.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;sergio: &quot;yeah. and then i should have gotten shot. they probably have snipers all over that place. on every roof maybe. you turn, and you see a guy coming out of the sewers.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;me: *dying*&lt;br /&gt;sergio: &quot;im mexican. not even an important one. they wouldnt care.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i love sergio. no, really. he&apos;s freaking adorable. &amp;lt;33</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 20:53:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>if i cant expect my own mother to love me, then how can i expect someone else to? she really knows how to break my heart when all i want to do it try to help.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 06:01:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>im just so tired of being afraid.</title>
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  <description>i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;physically and emotionally drained.&lt;br /&gt;but let me just say that these words are some of the most inspirational i have heard in a while: &quot;In the face of war, you believe there can be peace. In the face of despair, you believe there can be hope. In the face of a politics that&apos;s shut you out, that&apos;s told you to settle, that&apos;s divided us for too long, you believe we can be one people, reaching for what&apos;s possible, building that more perfect union.&quot; - Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;after talking to my boss- who freaked out when he found out how much i have been working- he agreed to give me less hours. im so mad i had to ask for less though. i really thought that i could handle it, and that i would be that kind of person that people could look at and say, &quot;well, if SHE can do it...&quot; &lt;br /&gt;i dont really sleep anymore. and then when i do, i have these nightmares, so i dont even really sleep then.&lt;br /&gt;gus died on saturday and i have yet to dump his tank. i finally flushed him though- only because i figured it was disrespectful to leave him floating around the bottom of the tank for a few days. the tank is so nice though and the room feels smaller without it, but maybe ill put it back in my closet tomorrow. i refuse to believe that i am the reason that these fish keep dying. this apartment just isnt meant for aquatic life. &lt;br /&gt;lately i feel like i have been trying my hardest to work with what i have, but i cant seem to juggle everything. [warning: this next sentence sounds way worse then i intended for it to] it feels like my friends have shifted- dont freak out, i dont mean it in the way that you are probably taking it. the people i work with are the people that see more than anyone else in my life, which is really depressing. they are really cool girls (most of them), so i cant say that i am disappointed to have to call them my friends, but i miss &lt;b&gt;my friends&lt;/b&gt;. i never see anyone anymore. ever. i live with my best friend and only see her 45 minutes out of a given day, if that, maybe. it is nice to finally feel like i am in control of my finances, that i am starting to feel more secure, but i dont know if i am willing to give up my life for it. which is basically what i have been doing. i dont see my friends, i dont see my family, my school work is suffering... i am just so tired, and i have never felt this way before. maybe my first day off in a week will make me feel better about things.&lt;br /&gt;i guess drama has been brewing back home. woo. cant wait to go back this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;i miss mon pere.&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things that i want to do with my time. i want to read so many books:&lt;br /&gt;+the way of the peaceful warrior- the book that changed my dad. it really did.&lt;br /&gt;+ siddhartha- a book my mom really likes&lt;br /&gt;+the bible (yes. i really do want to read it)&lt;br /&gt;+the mysteries of pittsburgh&lt;br /&gt;+in the skin of a lion&lt;br /&gt;damn my life. &lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note (kind of): apparently my pheromones are finally kicking into gear. in the past few days i have managed to get two phone numbers after meeting four new people. wooo. if i was only attracted to them... whatever. i figure i have been picky my entire life, and where has that gotten me? oh, right. not very far. who knows, i could meet the love of my life on the red line. at 11 at night. on my way home from work. because that is my new home. (like how i brought that full circle? well, it wasnt really a circle. i didnt hit enough points for it to have been a circle. maybe a triangle? but who says i brought that full triangle? i have taken this too far.)&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is soon. im starting to feel old. weird? yeah. &lt;br /&gt;i was really looking forward to watching heroes when i got home from work today. but nbc is being stubborn and not updating their website. damnnn them. i was looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;this entry was a little more sad than i had assumed it would be. my life isnt that awful, i swear. just certain aspects of it are tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it is about time to buckle down on the homework. one more example of how i use my time wisely.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 04:41:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so THIS is what it feels like to have your heart broken by someone you love.</title>
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  <description>bear down, chicago bears,&lt;br /&gt;make every play clear the way to victory.&lt;br /&gt;bear down, chicago bears, &lt;br /&gt;put up a fight with a might so fearlessly.&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;ll never forget the way you thrilled the nation, &lt;br /&gt;with your t-formation.&lt;br /&gt;bear down, chicago bears, &lt;br /&gt;and let them know why your wearing the cr--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it. i can&apos;t handle any more. :::sobs:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but- if brian urlacher or robbie gould need to be consoled- im your gal. for real. do it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 03:11:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>F</title>
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  <description>Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fall: my favorite season because everything looks so warm even though its not.&lt;br /&gt;2. Fish: one of the few things i know how to take care of. gus &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;3. Friends: those people that i associate myself with, who i would be so lonely without. as lyzanne says, &quot;they are extensions of myself.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;4. Fresh Choice: the lovely establishment where i currently perform activities for money. and that sounds way more scandalous than it really is. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;5. (the) Fray: my favorite band. &lt;br /&gt;6. Fun: its something i like to have. what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;7. Family: (something that shouldnt have taken me until number seven to think of) i get really homesick sometimes when i am away from them for too long. they (and by &quot;they&quot; i am refering to my mother) may be really dramatic, but i love them. my dad is my rock all the way.&lt;br /&gt;8. February Fourth: like that? TWO f&apos;s. yeah. thats right. its the day for the superbowl. da bears.&lt;br /&gt;9. Facebook: i cant stop going to it. i have tried, but it is the best form of procrastination i have ever encountered.&lt;br /&gt;10. French Roast: coffee. nothing else should have to be said.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 04:39:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sup.er.bowl.sup.er.bowl.</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;We are the Bears Shufflin&apos; Crew&lt;br /&gt;Shufflin&apos; on down, doin&apos; it for you.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re so bad we know we&apos;re good.&lt;br /&gt;Blowin&apos; your mind like we knew we would.&lt;br /&gt;You know we&apos;re just struttin&apos; for fun&lt;br /&gt;Struttin&apos; our stuff for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re not here to start no trouble.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re just here to do the Super Bowl Shuffle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooexcited. i have waited all season to see this game. and they are against the colts. i just joked with stephanie about them going head to head against each other, but i never thought that it would actually happen. hollaa. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in other news...&lt;br /&gt;so i just got a new job working in a fast-food sandwich place. i finish my training tomorrow. so far i like it. but the way i see it is it&apos;s a job and i&apos;ll only enjoy it for so much longer. all of the girls who work there seem pretty nice, and they are all willing to help me if i get confused (which tends to happen a lot). this one girl- nora- reminds me of scarlett johansson&apos;s character, rebecca, from ghost world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of look-alikes: &lt;b&gt;[note: lyzanne]&lt;/b&gt; there is this boy in one of my history classes who looks just like isaac from the fray. just without the red hair. i know. that&apos;s like, the best part. : ] but yeah. so, im going to sit next to him and basically make him fall in love with me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m glad to be back at school. it gives me something to do. but i get feeling that i am about to be wayy overwhelmed with everything now. between 17 credit hours and an actual job and a half (maybe?), i get the feeling i will be really busy and wish i could just relax every once and a while. we will see though. at least i&apos;ll be able to figure out if i actual do know how to manage my time as well as i think i do. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is well though. for now. im pretty happy. life est tres bien. take that french class. (that probably would have been better had i not used &quot;life&quot; but &quot;ma vie.&quot; whateverrr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a weekend of procrastination, its time to actually read the one hundred and some odd pages that i need for tomorrow. so much for my time management skills. :-P</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 22:23:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i couldnt sleep last night because right before i was about to, i thought about how if chicago was bombed at that very moment, i would die. and the thought of not knowing what would happen to me from there scared me enough to only get a couple of hours asleep. i am thinking about reading up on some religions in hopes to find something that i can believe enough to help me sleep.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 04:39:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&quot;I have so many different personalities in me and I still feel lonely.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-Tori Amos&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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