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Happy Halloween
When school ended, I lost something that defined who I was. I was a student, a full-time student and academic nerd who didn't have time for socializing. This wasn't unusual though. That's just how nerds are. Then school ended, and all I'm left is one chemistry class, two jobs, and the chance to finally socialize ( Read more... ) -
Writing Down my Soul
Seeing as how anybody reading this uses livejournal, I wonder how many of you out there used to write in paper journals?
I collected journals as a kid. Starting from when I got my first diary at who knows what age (I think I was ...6, or 7 since I couldn't spell anything worth a darn), I've loved writing in a journal. I love the beauty of a ( Read more... ) -
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I made cupcakes. Velvet cupcakes. That's right: red velvet cupcakes without the red.
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Day of Suck
Days like these are the days I need to remind myself that my friends are only human ( Read more... ) -
They say the first step is getting past denial
I think I'm addicted to chocolate ( Read more... ) -
Your Ideal Home
How would you describe your ideal home ( Read more... ) -
One of those Moments
Just out of curiosity, how often am I bitch to any of you ( Read more... ) -
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Does anybody else think that we're not posting as much? All of us. My friends' page has really slowed down with posts, though I think I only just noticed it.
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A story about coffee
I used to hate the taste of coffee, and secretly marvel at how so many people could love it. Even when I worked in a coffee shop, I refused to drink it. At most, I tried a frappuccino on occasion, but those are so loaded with sugar and fake coffee that it practically isn't coffee ( Read more... ) -
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I know. I promised an entry forever ago.
My new apartment is perfect for me. I am content. There's really nothing more to say about it. It's cute and cozy and just right.
I'm working full time now, making oodles of money to save up for grad school. But work wears me out. I don't have time to think to myself anymore like I used to. My legs ( Read more... )