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I can't believe this. With two days to go before I move back onto campus, I have been struck down--in the very sweetest prime of life--by a horrid sinus infection. My nose has gone on strike, citing the long hours, lack of insurance, and little pay or respect. And oxygen has become the most precious natural resource, though obtaining it means greater strains on my energy reserves.

For all my suffering, though, I can be thankful for one small marvel: the modern cough drop. Once a nasty, acerbic little concoction of torture, I have seen in it (in my nearly 23 years inhabiting this life) transform into delicate little sweets of relief. One could truly enjoy them like candy. And I think I may just do that, if only to please myself.

I did not ask to become a leaky faucet. Why must I feel like one?

Current Mood: sick sick

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When you see this, post a poem you like on your LJ.

The Lady's Reward by Dorothy Parker

Lady, lady, never start
Conversation toward your heart;
Keep your pretty words serene;
Never murmur what you mean.
Show yourself, by word and look,
Swift and shallow as a brook.
Be as cool and quick to go
As a drop of April snow;
Be as delicate and gay
As a cherry flower in May.
Lady, lady, never speak
Of the tears that burn your cheek--
She will never win him, whose
Words had shown she feared to lose.
Be you wise and never sad,
You will get your lovely lad.
Never serious be, nor true,
And your wish will come to you--
And if that makes you happy, kid,
You'll be the first it ever did.

Current Mood: happy happy

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Tina & Brandon
Smugly Married
December 19, 2004

Current Mood: lethargic lethargic

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Tired. Am too tired to use proper sentences. Feel grateful for use of capitals.

Thanksgiving. Yummy turkey, iffy company. Have realized that I have more in common with my step family than my mother's family. Step family is generally racist, bigoted, republican, narrow minded, and red necks, but at least recognize intelligence and game for debates. Mother's family take one another for granted and don't know or care to know one another further than forced. (Proof: Mom and I seem to be the only ones making attempt to remember birthdays now.) Was depressed about this.

Shopping on Saturday. Feet still recovering. Never want to walk again. Got a bit of Christmas shopping done, but not enough to stop early and irrational panic. Couldn't help finding a few things for self in process.

Went to movies with mother's family yesterday. Saw The Incredibles. Good movie, Aunt paid, okay time with cousins.

Skipping classes today. Supposed to work on Literature presentation instead. Want it done by tomorrow. Am tired. Bed looks very inviting. Must work on presentation. Haven't touched it in three days. Due Thursday. Bed is pretty. Need proper sleep schedule again. Cannot nap until after 4. Love my bed. Think will go and pat bed. Tell bed it is doing a good job, being a bed. Love bed.

Current Mood: groggy groggy
Current Music: Such Great Heights - Iron and Wine

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Just how bad is the economy in the Southern states of the USA? This sign caught my attention in a local neighborhood on the way to college a few weeks ago. I had to take a picture of it even if it meant possibly trespassing during the early morning hours. And no, I didn't pay for the air I took either. Shame on me.

Are you prepared to meet God? )

I searched all of the three stores in the area that carry CDs for the Garden State soundtrack and still could not find it, (I am very disappointed. I wanted it before my trip on Thursday.) but I did buy a copy of Hitchcock's Vertigo at Blockbuster. The cashier at Blockbuster was a large and burly man with a threatening stature who told me to "Have a nice day, Sweetie" as I was leaving. It really struck me as odd.

Grades for summer classes are in and I received a B in Biology and (best of all) an A in English. That's what I was aiming for since English was the more important class to me, but also the one with the toughest grading scale. I'm surprised at the Biology grade, though. I was nearly certain that I had put that class on hold for so long that I had lowered my grade. Here's hoping for the best in fall now.

It's Jean Harlow day tomorrow on TCM. I shall not be bothered with sunlight for roughly 24 hours.

Current Mood: content content
Current Music: Pink Bullets - The Shins

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I was going to write a detailed journal entry on my morning aggravations, but I decided that would not be the best of ideas since I'm still pretty annoyed. (I hate to say it, but I really wonder about the quality of my classmates in my English class.) Besides, I've got a Biology test in thirty minutes and I still need to get a little studying in.

So, I'll leave you with a trendy toy that everyone and their mother has played with this passed week.


The nose isn't right, but I don't feel so much like going back to correct it. Otherwise, I think its as good as can be expected. (Love the black kitty!)

Make your own using the Portrait Illustration Maker.

Wish me luck for a smoother day.

Current Mood: restless restless

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Adopted )

I'm sorry, but I no longer take community requests on my personal journal. Please read the community's rules for the information you need.

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Forget human cloning, gay marriage, and all the other top headlines in the news.

Barbie and Ken are splitting up? Say it isn't so!

Current Mood: sad sad

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Borrowed from [info]k_diddy.
The Multiple Intelligences Test

The Seven Intelligence Areas

Linguistic: 8
Logical-Mathematical: 8
Spatial: 8
Bodily-Kinesthetic: 4
Musical: 6
Interpersonal: 8
Intrapersonal: 7

What It All Means (or something) )

Current Mood: pensive pensive

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I think I just murdered my bra.


Edit: Yeah, I'm fairly certain it's dead. There's a pile of fabric, straps, underwire, and padding in the middle of my floor with my pair of magenta scissors in the middle. Quite the scene, if I must say so myself, and I'm feeling slightly vindicated.

*starts to hum the "Cell Block Tango" melody*

Current Mood: cynical cynical

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