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| 09:34pm 06/08/2006 |
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mood:  amused music: .38 Special-- Caught Up in You
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I am convinced that since the advent of Myspace.com, that no one ever posts on here anymore... or at least very rarely, myself included. So, I decided to share this story with my livejournal.com audience, if there are any of you left. I was watching Full House earlier, I know, the Olsen twins suck and all that jazz. But what really got me watching it was this one scene that kinda rang true in my life as of right now. See, for my two-year anniversary with my boyfriend, he bought me this gorgeous ring. So, my gift to him is this guitar. And he did that macho guy thing where if they know that you spent more, they whine and insist that you send it back or they get you something else. Which is amusing, because in this episode of Full House, Jesse sold his favorite guitar to get Becky a ring, and then she turned around and bought the guitar back for him and he did the macho thing. It makes me sad that my life is starting to mirror Full House. Pretty soon, I'll have my very own Danny Tanner, three annoying daughters in tow, and my very own Joey, crappy comic routine in tow..... oh lord. |
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| 11:25am 07/06/2006 |
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mood:  bored music: Incubus--Just a Phase
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Imagine yourself in a crowded room-- on a dance floor. You're swaying to the beat of some forgotten tune when you see him. The mere sight of him has blindsided you to the point that you can think of nothing but the gorgeous figure standing in front of you. His dark hair is rumpled and falling in his gorgeous blue eyes. You could loose yourself in those eyes, and you want to-- in fact it's too late, you already are. You're falling without a parachute. Faster, faster, faster until he gently catches you in his strong arms. You're dancing now--although you're not sure when you started. You only know that you never wanna stop. If you had to choose one moment in your life to live within forever, this would be it. Ah, but the song has to end. "Take this waltz," you think to yourself, "Take it and never let it go." You pray this is your eternal waltz. Dance on.
I'm too afraid to post this on my myspace page yet, anyone wanna give me some feedback on something that I wrote quite awhile back? |
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| 04:42pm 03/05/2006 |
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Fall 2006 Schedule Monday: Psych 491--Probation Office Tuesday: Phil 305-- Philosophy of the Mind Psych 493k-- Sleep Research Psych 493n-- Lifespan Development Psychopath Wednesday: Psych 491-- Probation Office Psych 401-- Psychology Capstone Thursday: Phil 305-- Philosophy of the Mind Psych 493k-- Sleep Research Psych 493n-- Lifespan Development Psychopath Friday: Psych 491-- Probation Office |
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| 05:27pm 27/04/2006 |
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mood:  accomplished
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Well, after tomorrow, hopefully, I will be done with all of my classes but one. I think I'll use this time to help my boyfriend clean up his apartment and also to pack my things for my return home for the summer. Hopefully, Monday when I call Books-A-Million, the lady will still be eager to give me a position. I don't think I'm going to tell her that I'll be leaving in August, unless she specifically asks. I'm hoping more that she will still want to hire me as I would be an awesome worker. I guess if I get hired there I will have to buy some new clothing though, since jeans are right out. However, I have a plethura of button-up shirts and I enjoy wearing them, hooray for having good taste in shirts. Anyway, I have a take-home final from Learning and Behavior I need to complete and I have a paper to do for Forensic psychology. I kind of wish that I had double-majored now, even though at the time it seemed damn near impossible. I think I would have chosen Sociology or Criminology, because its what I like in addition to Psychology. Anyway, I must finish work so I can be free to do nothing for a week. Gimme a call if you wanna hang out or something. If I want to talk with you, then you already have my number and I will answer your calls. |
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| Can you guess the song lyrics? |
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| 04:33pm 20/03/2006 |
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mood:  bored music: The Steve Miller Band-- The Joker
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Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random. Step 2: Post the first line from the first 15 songs that play, no matter how embarassing the song. Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from. Step 4: Bold out the songs when someone guesses correctly. Step 5: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING! URGHHH.
1. How many special people change? 2. I am driving, eighty-fivin'. 3. Was it you that spoke the words that things would happen but not to me? 4. You see the world through your cynical eyes; you're a troubled young man, I can tell. 5. There's a green hill far away in a land I know so well. 6. I've been stealing time where I can get it from. 7. Bat your eyes, girl. Be otherworldly. 8. You keep hanging on for more, building walls around the words around the world. 9. I know what you're doing, I see it all too clear. 10. I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots. 11. Well, tell me do you think it'd be all right if I just crashed here tonight? 12. The grey ceiling on the earth, well it's lasted for awhile. 13. I wish I'd see you as a little girl without your armor to fend off the world. 14. Do you always trust your first initial feeling? 15. I think I'll go home and mull this over, gonna cram it down my throat. |
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| 01:17am 28/02/2006 |
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1. Who was your first prom date? Caleb... woo.
2. Who was your first roommate? Renee, yay!
3. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time? Uh, that would be daquiris.... I still love them. Woo!
4. What was your first job? Babysitter
5. What was your first car? '98 Rav 4
6. When did you go to your first funeral? Wow, uh... I was like 9-10...
7. How old were you when you first moved away from your hometown? I guess... 18? I haven't really officially moved away yet.
8. Who was your first grade teacher? OMG... that lady that hated kids at the Catholic school. I can't even remember her name
9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? Connecticut
10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with? I snuck out and Lorrie was supposed to sneak out, but she totally didn't.
11. Who was your first Best Friend and are you still friends with them? Heather and yes
12. Where was your first sleepover? Um... at Heather's house
13. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day? Dave or Stacy or Renee
14. Who's wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or a groomsmen? Stacy's wedding, I wore blue and looked really fat.
15. What is the first thing you do in the morning? hit the snooze button, yeah, I'm lazy, what of it?
16. What is the first concert you went to? Reba McEntire, Charleston Sternwheel Regatta.
17. First tattoo or piercing? Ears
18. First celebrity crush? Cary Elwes.
19. Age of first kiss? 17
20. First love? Dave, aww. |
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| 01:35pm 13/01/2006 |
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mood:  bored music: Bryan Adams--Summer of '69
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So, classes thus far, aside from a mini heartattack I had Tuesday evening, should be fine. (Although I can't really say that right now because of the fact that I haven't been to all of my classes and won't receive that pleasure until the third week of school). Anyway, the breakdown:
Behavior Modification (Psych 474): I dunno, it's a Monday class that was cancelled this week, won't happen next week because of MLK Jr. day, and therefore, I won't be introduced to until the third week of class. I can't figure out yet whether this is luck or not. Applied Social Psychology (Psych 351): All I can say is that this class is going to be a lot of work and wasted paper. First, there's a big project that we have to do. Secondly, weekly quizzes. Thirdly, I have to makeup test questions for certain chapters. (Note that all of these thus far aren't really complaints). Finally, and this is the one I have a problem with and I think you'll see why, I have to write an article review of 2 pages, double-spaced, and then I have to bring 40 copies to class. Me. That means I have to waste 80 sheets of paper (or 40 if I painstakingly do front-back, which I can't do if I go to the library). Damn, save the trees man. Learning and Beahavior (Psych 424): Oh, boy, another class with good ole' monotoned Dr. Parker. The material is interesting, his lectures are not. In an hour and fifteen minutes we got through 9 out of 25 questions on one of the study guides. Woo. Current Moral Problems (Phil 130): So, my teacher has a very animated voice and some interesting viewpoints. So, what? He can't really keep the class under control and can't stay on track. Plus, he left out euthanasia as a "current moral problem." That irritated me. Anyway, should be an interesting semester no doubt. Forensic Psychology (Psych 365): Woo for this class. I get to read a book about psychopaths. I get to talk about criminals in class for 3 hours. I'd say Wednesdays are going to rock!
Coincidentally, all of my psychology classes are in the same room in the same building. That room will probably not make me very happy by the end of the year. I bet my butt will be permanently engraved in one of the seats. |
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| 04:54pm 17/12/2005 |
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mood:  happy music: NFL Film on Getting Kicked in the Nuts (heehee)
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Woo! Another semester over! Christmas break is upon me and in my future there is shopping, presents, and a small trip! Woo! Anyway, my finals are over and that's all that really matters. So, in lieu of that information here are my predictions for my classes, hopefully... they will turn out right or better!
Psychology 302: Animal Behavior (or something like that): A Psychology 281: Abnormal Psychology: C (actually I just found out I was three points away from a B... grr) Humanities 101: Introduction to Western Civilization: A Communications 102: Interpersonal Communications: B (but only because I got a C on the first test) Sociology 330: Criminal Justice: A or really high B (if everything on Vista is right, then its an A)
So, anyway, it's my grandmother's birthday (Happy Birthday to her!) and I'm off to give her some presents! Ciao! |
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| 2005: A Year in Review by Ashley |
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| 04:31pm 07/12/2005 |
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mood:  bored music: Watching Trading Spaces
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January: Please, someone, help!! February: Some people say that everything has got its place in time. Even the day must give way to the night, but I'm not buying. March: Ooh, check it out, I totally did someone's journal layout! April: There's gonna be a backlash in the Catholic church soon, like there hasn't already been enough negative media. May: There are very few days where I manage to say things I truly regret. June: I got up before I wanted to and left home before I should have. July: Yes, ignorance is bliss and I have come to find that as I grow older, this becomes more and more true of more and more things August: Got a job with Sears, doing telemarketing for their home-improvement department. September: Managed to train my rat to eat out of the magazine (tray) in the Skinner box. October: I expect to get angry mob letters from people saying that I'm a dirty republican or something, but really, I need to know if you people actually think of the ramifications of your ridiculous ideas. November: I can't help but feel sorry for myself every now and again. December: I don't appreciate the fact that I paid almost $200 dollars for a parking pass that only guarantees me a spot 7am-5pm, Monday through Friday.
So... I have to say that my year sounds worse than it was. |
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| Such a thing of wonder in this crowd, I'm a stranger in this town |
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| 07:17pm 04/12/2005 |
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mood:  enraged music: Reading--Newjack: Guarding Sing Sing by Ted Conover
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I live in a city filled with the rudest, most ridiculous bunch of people with which I have ever come to contact--and I am so sick and tired of it. I am so completely stressed. I'm going to crack by the end of the week. The people here have no concept of other people. They play their instruments at all hours of the night, let their animals bark and shit when and wherever they please, they yell and scream at all hours, they throw their beer bottles everywhere, they stumble around drunk all week, and they fucking park wherever they goddamn feel like it. I pay to go here, I expect somewhat of a learning environment and I expect to be treated with some type of respect. I don't appreciate the cat-calls and the screams of retardedness. I don't appreciate the fact that I paid almost $200 dollars for a parking pass that only guarantees me a spot 7am-5pm, Monday through Friday. I don't appreciate the traffic brought to town by the various sports teams. I beginning to think that it was such a bad idea to come here. I love my friends here and my boyfriend and all the people I met through them that don't live here, but damn, this is not what I expected in a college--and more than that, it appears that I'm never gonna get out of this state. I guess I'm just whining, but fuck it, I listen to everyone else's shit, for once, someone can listen unbiasedly to mine. |
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| 03:04am 13/11/2005 |
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mood:  sore
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And on that note, Nick Carraway is my hero because he knew when to walk away when he'd had enough. |
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| 02:14am 12/11/2005 |
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mood:  terribly depressed
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I can't help but feel sorry for myself every now and again. I don't want pity, I don't want sympathy, and I certainly don't want to be lied to. Maybe it's best if I shut it away for awhile. It's not like its worth it to constantly bring it up or even assuming it amounts to anything worthy. Yet, still, I can't get it out of my mind and it's a sinking feeling at best. |
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| 11:52pm 24/10/2005 |
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mood:  lethargic music: Death Cab for Cutie--Brothers on a Hotel Bed
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( I got tagged ) |
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| 08:27pm 15/10/2005 |
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mood:  ecstatic, Go Mountaineers! music: WVU Fight Song
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Very bored, ( See how. ) |
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| 04:01pm 12/10/2005 |
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mood:  aggravated music: Death Cab for Cutie--Title and Registration
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Warning: Highly Politicized Entry This entry will probably rile up some people. I expect to get angry mob letters from people saying that I'm a dirty republican or something, but really, I need to know if you people actually think of the ramifications of your ridiculous ideas. So, here goes.
I have oh-so-recently read two articles which have been sent to me that are in regards to current issues and politics, two of my most despised subjects. One was pleading for people to not buy gas on a certain day and one was pleading for people not to buy anything on a certain day. I'm pretty sure that yes, you understand that not purchasing a product from a company will hurt the company and I'm sure you think that by participating in these so-called "protests" that you will get a message across. Well, you're right, but it's probably not the message for which you hoped. First and foremost, gas prices are on the rise because our supplies of natural resources are dwindling. I drive a car, I understand the irritation suffered by motorists by the spike in gas prices, but please, let's not be ridiculous. Prices are never again going to be the cheaper prices of our youth. They are going to soar even higher until we use every last drop of petroleum and are forced to finally convert our vehicles to another fuel source. Of course, the loss of petroleum will also hurt several other industries, including pharmaceuticals, so if you want to protest something, try the conservation of our current petroleum supply, by supporting early conversion to another more efficient, and ultimately cheaper method. The technology exists, the gas and oil companies are just sitting on patents and copyrights in order to wipe out your bank accounts. They are not thinking of the ramifications of losing our natural resources, just their own swelling wallets. Secondly, exactly how is it that not buying any products on one day of the year supposed to send a message to the president that we don't want him in office? That protest is not sending that message. It is, however, sending the message that yes, we as Americans are willing to purposefully send our economy into a tizzy and slight depressive state because less that half of the citizens dislike the man that over half of the citizens put into office. Get real people. He won the election. If you don't like it, move. Simple as that. I'm not saying that I have supported every decision the man has made, but really. It's less than four years before another individual will be in office. LET IT GO. If you dislike the president, you have been given the right to vote at the age of 18 for a reason. Stop bitching and put your votes where your mouth is. I'm sick of hearing people bitch about the government and the president when they aren't even registered to vote. You have no right to complain in that situation. You only have a right to complain if you contributed to the election results. I realize you may dislike the man and his politics, but the voting system has been working for well over a century, maybe even two, if I remember my history correctly. Besides, apparently someone likes him, or he wouldn't be in office again.
So, anyway, that's the end of my rant. No offense is meant and I really hope that none is taken, but I'd just like to point out that obviously, those of you who supported these "causes" did not think of the other side of the picture. |
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