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Surprise!
I've moved to:
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Cheers! |
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| His Day |
[Jan. 15th, 2007|11:30 am] |
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| | Earthbound by Solar Twins | ] |
"I have the audacity to believe that people everywhere can have three meals a day for their tired bodies, education and culture for their spirits. I believe that what self-centered men have torn down, men other-centered can build up. I still believe that one day mankind will bow before the altars of God and be crowned triumphant over war and bloodshed, and non-violent redemptive goodwill will proclaim the rule of the land 'and the lion and the lamb shall lie down together and every man shall sit under his own vine and fig tree and none shall be afraid.' I still believe that we shall overcome."
--Martin Luther King, Jr.
An unbelievable soul always... |
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| Lay Z |
[Dec. 19th, 2006|02:48 pm] |
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| | Sleepless by Marconi Union | ] |
Since the semester ended for me on Friday, I have been soaking in my lazy days. It's amazing that I could actually become, dare I say it, bored. School was keeping my cog-wheel of a mind rolling, and now my mind is mush. I've thought about reading for fun, at last, but I almost don't want to because then that would feel like school. And as one can tell, I'm trying to remove myself from academia as much as possible.
I should say that the weather is pleasant, and I could take a stroll outside with the pup. Better yet, we could run alongside each other until our legs turn to mush too. However, I better let my eggnog and sugar cookie tummy rest before turning to any sort of moderate exercise.
Which takes me back to square one. Being lazy. I suppose the fact that I'm writing is worth an ounce of productivity.
At least I've accomplished something today... |
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| Almost Time |
[Dec. 10th, 2006|07:09 pm] |
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| | quietness | ] |
My semester will be done very, very soon. By the end of this week, I will be able to release a huge sigh.
Of relief.
It's almost time... |
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| 28 |
[Dec. 1st, 2006|03:16 pm] |
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| | Come, Sing Me a Song by Sing-Sing | ] |
Another year older this day.
A year wiser?
We have yet to see... |
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| To Bed I Go |
[Nov. 28th, 2006|10:18 pm] |
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| | excited | ] |
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| | Smoke Bubbles by Basement Jaxx | ] |
I knew I would be back to share stories, to share life. I last shared of my acceptance into nursing school. May I just add that my life is all-consumed by this. The never-ending reading. The constant homework scribbles. The glazed-over eyes and stiff fingers. It eats me up.
But...
A holiday break is in sight. I cannot wait for lining the fireplace with garland and stockings. The pine tree will dazzle with sparkles and glitter. The candles will burn cinnamon and cranberry. I will be snuggled inside, tasting it all.
For I cannot wait to wrap up my final exams, put down my pencil, and hibernate so very soon.
And now to bed I go... |
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| Oh, joy! |
[Mar. 31st, 2006|01:19 am] |
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| | You Don't Know Me by Greenskeepers | ] |
I feel like a stranger here. I can't turn away though because it's been too long. For writing I've missed. For musing I've fallen behind. It's taken me time to find my way back, but I couldn't be happier to let the words flow in this time and space.
My elation draws on the distance, the miles I've covered. I've awaited the news of my future for days upon days. The hours seemed endless. The minutes were elongated. And I waited...
I am quite joyful to say that I made it into nursing school. An elite school, at that. For just the moment, my heart leapt from my body and my soul flew high above. 'Twas the news I had been waiting for that made my smile widen and my eyes to squeeze out tears of relief.
It was a moment. My moment. |
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| That Familiar Voice |
[Aug. 11th, 2005|09:44 pm] |
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| | My Friends by Dar Williams | ] |
There's something about hearing that familiar voice on the other end of the receiver. There's something about the lovely intonation, the unmistakable tone, the recognizable pitch in voice. I found such deep comfort in laughing throughout our conversing that I realized how absolutely natural the moment transpired.
You see, I spoke with my childhood friend this evening. A friend that played make-believe with me and one who dreamed big like me. 'Twas in the time spent talking between us that I realized what a gem my dearest friend is. To my heart. My soul.
There's just something about hearing that familiar voice... |
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| Open-Eyed and Blank-Minded |
[Aug. 8th, 2005|11:47 am] |
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| | Tomorrow by Thievery Corporation | ] |
Staring at a blinking cursor bar is almost hypnotic when wondering what to compose. I’ve gazed open-eyed and blank-minded at the screen for nearly 5 minutes, and it looks as if this wonderment of mine is all that has spilled out. I must admit feeling apprehensive to start writing again, and I’ve cast myself as such a liar when I’ve repeatedly claimed to myself, “I’m going to keep this writing gig going.” Well, broken promises are nothing new to me. It’s 2005, in the first weeks of August, and my last scribble of an entry falls upon last year. The gap seems too much, but for me, time flew by, or rather squeezed by. It was such a busy first half year that it’s hard to keep straight the gatherings, events, and days on campus where I tucked myself into a corner with my nose in a textbook.
Alas! My final school day concluded last Thursday, and it truly hasn’t sunken in that I’m free of exams and my notebook of random assignments. I’m sitting here wondering where to begin. I read Harry Potter’s first 3 (oh yes, I’m somewhat behind) and now I’m rereading The Da Vinci Code, which I’m finding to be quite brilliant all over again. Besides reading my hours away, I feel that maintaining this journal once again would be simply divine. I am not going to make any promises, but with only work now as my supreme commitment, I’m looking forward to tackling a journal, as humdrum as mine might be.
I’m starting my first day of work this afternoon. Since I’ve never been one to share the specifics of my life, let me just say that I’m nervously excited. If anything, it will be a place to learn and discover new things about myself. Hopefully, a bit of fun will be incorporated in the job description as well.
For now, I think thawing a few frozen blueberries to snack on and settling down with Dan Brown’s masterpiece is just what I need… |
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| Happy Holidays! |
[Dec. 20th, 2004|12:36 pm] |
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| | The Man from Ceasaria by Friedemann | ] |
Wishing all of you the season's best! I'm off to Mexico for Christmas, and I couldn't be more ready for the beach and a book... |
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