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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 20:25:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m almost done with work work for the week!</title>
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  <description>Hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this week, I have five more weeks left at GE Aviation as an intern. I&apos;m going to be happy to move back to Columbus, but sad to not get a big paycheck every week. Hopefully promos can save my ass like they have in previous moments of financial grief. Needless to say, if I got paid this much every week, I could afford to pay for my college tuition, room &amp; board and my outrages trimonthly trips to Madrid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news. OSU is being an impossible bitch. And I&apos;m seriously over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intern next to me works six hour days and bills eight hours, and nobody ever says anything to him about it. And since he&apos;s not going to work he after he graduates, he&apos;s getting away with everything. What a smart guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m excited for the weekend even though I don&apos;t have an real plans. Matt B wants to go to Moys, so let&apos;s see if I can make that inexpensive and vegetarian. Maybe I&apos;ll eat before and order a soda instead. I feel like nesting tonight, unfortunately I can&apos;t do anything in my room other than read. I wish I had a Taiwanese Romance Soap to watch that I actually liked. So far I have seen two from start to finish. Bai quan nv wang and ming zhong zhu ding wo ai ni. They were so bad, but I loved watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to go back to China. It&apos;s been too long.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 02:48:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Back in Cincinnati</title>
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  <description>Although there isn&apos;t very much to do here in Cincinnati at my dad&apos;s house, it&apos;s always comforting to be &quot;home&quot; (I&apos;ve never spent more than two weeks at a time here). I&apos;ve been keeping my modest/ghetto apartment in pretty good shape now that it&apos;s just me. I cleaned out and reorganized the fridge and food shelves. I plan on tackling the bathroom when I get back. I signed up for another promo. I think I&apos;m going to end up making myself sick, but oh well. I&apos;ll be working 73 hours in six days. I need to though. I&apos;ve been spending too much this summer, and California will put a dent in my wallet. This computer is too slow for streaming TV to work, so I guess I&apos;ll be reading and listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m excited to drive my dad&apos;s car again for the weekend. It just feels good to drive a nice car. I also cleaned out the c&apos;Rolla in anticipation for Julio&apos;s arrival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to try to invest a little bit of money in GE stock. I hope I&apos;ll be wildly success and watch my investment multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Ikea today and bot a shit ton of stuff I wasn&apos;t planning on buying. I think that&apos;s how they get you, by forcing you to walk through the whole damn store every time you go. But I got some cheap ass batteries, lightbulbs and plants. On top of that, Sam and I got a kitchen table with two wooden chairs. Our apartment is going to look so homey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like none of the things I&apos;ve written about really matter, and sadly that&apos;s mostly what I have going through my mind at the moment.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 22:51:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Finance Teacher</title>
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  <description>Is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my name is William Robinson and I am in your Finance 510 class. I missed the first two classes because I was out of town visiting family, and my flight got delayed, and I ended up stuck in Madrid for an extra day. I looked on Carmen and didn&apos;t find any course material, so I wanted to know what I need to do this weekend to get myself caught up to speed. I apologize for the inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Robinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;Irvine, Joseph Richard	&lt;br /&gt;Why are you just contacting me now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I did send him this email on Friday, but still, in a weekend I can do all the catch up work, and even if I can&apos;t what does he care. I hate how professors think they have to right to get all bent out of shape when students sent them messages that aren&apos;t laid out like a traditional letter when they wouldn&apos;t even send out messages like that themselves. Also, half of them don&apos;t even know how to spell. I&apos;m sure this guy is just a monolingual know-it-all talking down from his high horse or something. This also reminds me of when some teacher accused Lily of &quot;harassing&quot; her because she was trying to get into a class that she needed to freshman forgive. I don&apos;t need any tips about professionalism from people that don&apos;t even have any themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have a slight headache, and a case of heartburn. I think it was the bean soup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What most bothers me out of all of this is that I can&apos;t just let this stuff slide off my back like I should. Ideally I&apos;d like to be having a good time, and shouldn&apos;t let anything get in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gallery Hop time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 12:36:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Vacation in Madrid</title>
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  <description>So I´ve been here for a week now. It´s been a nice trip. It´s nice to be back in Madrid and spend time with Julio. I´ve enjoyed doing all the things we used to do. It´s kind of weird for me being in Madrid on a quarterly basis. I feel like I live here or something. Anyhow, it´s nice to sleep in, relax, eat food. I bought a textbook for Logistics. I´m taking two actual logistics classes this coming quarter. It feels good to know that I´m actually going to be studying something that has to do with my career after graduation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my Spanish sucks. In terms of listening I still understand everything, but when I speak, sometimes my tongue gets tied, and my accent isn´t as good as it used to be, also I sound less natural when I speak. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julio´s roommate has been annoying me lately. Everytime I talk to her, I just walk away think ¨okay . . . ¨ She was talking about how expensive international calls are, and I was like, use skype, it´s 2 cents a minutes. And she was like, but the person I´m calling doesn´t have a computer. And I was like, you use it primarily to call actual phone numbers, and then she was like, but with Mac you can´t use skype to call phone, only other computers. And I was like, okay . . . what purpose do you have pretending to know something about what your computer can´t do. Then I thought back to how my grandparents don´t even want to know about all the really useful functions they have one their phones, cars, computer, etc, and how people can be really irrational for dumb reasons. She also scratches the hell out of all the teflon stuff here, so I hid the metal spatula. I´m sure she´ll just use of a fork or something. (El asunto del teflón me pone de los nervios). And the fact that she told me to explore the city, but I´m always at home. And I was like, you mean Malasaña? As Julio says, ay de verdad. Even though it means he really ticked off, it makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don´t mean to ponerme pesado con este asunto, but it has only reaffirmed my theory about friends. Even though what I listed above is just a bunch of faults, I like Emilie as a person. She the kind of person that I wouldn´t mind having as a friend and hanging out with from time to time, yet not the kind of person that I would want as an intimate friend or a roommate. Thinking about all this makes me glad I´m living with Lily, because as different as we are, we still have a good convivencia. That is unless I secretly bug the hell out of her, which I kind of doubt because I don´t see Lily as the kind of person who would let little issues eat at her instead of just saying it. Plus I feel like when she has a problem she´s actually dispuesta to other view perspectives that I (or others for that matter) might have. People who always talk, but never listen me ponen de los nervios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all this must make me seem like a bitch, but after having written it, I sort of feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un beso a todos.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 20:51:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My long ass day is over for the most part. I had a run for my money this afternoon when I couldn&apos;t get my excel simulation to work for the other values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sneezed on my arm and now there&apos;s snot all over my sweater . . . and I&apos;m in a computer lab full of people. How embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it’s been a long day since last night I didn’t really get any sleep, and I’ve been up since 8 or so studying and working on school work. I really just want to desahogarme right now and go to the grocery story, but I have to stick around for an hour and turn in the case study in my 331 class. I wonder what I should buy at the grocery store that will get me through exactly one week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m excited to go back to Madrid and see Julio. I mostly excited about seeing Julio though. I wish we were going somewhere fun together with nice weather and a beach. Wouldn’t that be sweet if we moved to Australia together? I mean, I’m not really big on Australia politically, but if I lived in a big city by the beach and was able to find a job, that would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait for Spring break.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 03:59:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Journal</title>
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  <description>I can´t stop thinking about the death of Michelle Moses. When Stewart told me the details, it put a horrible image in my head of what happened to her. It´s such an awful thing to happen to someone so young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember we used to talk a lot when we told English together junior year. She was always obsessed with Everwood. I remember she was telling me about how she scheduled off from work every Monday to be able to watch it live. I also remember her talking about being on the track team and having to run a lot after school every day. Even though we weren´t exactly on the same life paths or anything, I always admired her sincerity about who she was and what she liked. It´s really nice to get along with someone who is really different from you, which was nearly impossible for me to do with most people in high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel really bad that this happened, and that she and the world were robbed in a way.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 15:35:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I hate rereading my old entries later on</title>
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  <description>because I made mistakes like putting countries instead of country´s as if I didn´t know the difference. I think this part of my brain that makes me commit these kind of mistakes is the same one that lets me leave the oven on and just forget about it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 00:28:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nobody wants me</title>
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  <description>Dear  William,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for applying to Logistics- Customer Service Logistics Intern - CS 00001391.  We appreciate your interest in Procter &amp; Gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have reviewed your qualifications and, unfortunately, are not able to pursue your application further.  We encourage you to apply again in 12 months and consider the available opportunities at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the time you have invested in applying to Procter &amp; Gamble.  We wish you every success in finding an excellent career opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&amp;G Recruitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Robinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbus,OH   43201&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear William Robinson,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for applying to Uline.  Your qualifications have been reviewed against our openings, and unfortunately, we have identified other candidates who more closely meet our requirements at the present time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time and interest in Uline.  We wish you success in obtaining the position you desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uline Human Resources</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 17:23:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bad Day</title>
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  <description>So yesterday I had a bad day. Nothing was actually that bad, it&apos;s just that at the moment I&apos;m more vulnerable that usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with my not being able to find my BuckID, and not being able to check out a book a the library that I needed to do my homework. And having a new one printed is like 20 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I don&apos;t have time to write this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I feel like my life is falling apart around me and I&apos;m helpless to resist it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car&apos;s broken, I need more promos and an internship. And I just don&apos;t have the emotional strength to deal with this all at the same time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 14:42:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I</title>
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  <description>hate my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always dream about things that I want or need badly, but don´t have. Last night I dreamt that I got a summer internship, and then I woke up and thought it was a dream, but it wasn´t. And I was so happy. And then I woke up, and it was all a dream. Wizard of Oz style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded more music from La Casa Azul. I really like the song El Momento Más Feliz, and Chicos Malos.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 05:10:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>William Charles Robinson!</title>
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  <description>needs an internship this summer, preferably in Miami, FL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sort of lonely being home alone tonight. I should get to bed soon, especially considering how my winter depression gets worse when I spend a lot of time awake without daylight. I miss Julio. And I&apos;m feeling kind of anxious about a lot of things in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t feel like writing anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 14:04:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>turn that frown upside down!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thecrimson.com/article.aspx?ref=525793&quot;&gt;http://www.thecrimson.com/article.aspx?ref=525793&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 22:47:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I told my dad that I&apos;m gay</title>
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  <description>He didn&apos;t really take it well, but whatever. He said it &quot;hard to accept&quot;, and kept on shying away from the word gay. And then I was like like, &quot;You can&apos;t seriously expect me to believe this is a surprise for you&quot; and he was like &quot;I guess not&quot;, and then I was like &quot;well it&apos;s not really a big deal and it doesn&apos;t really matter&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;Then we quit talking about it, and I came back to Columbus.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:05:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m in Cincinnati</title>
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  <description>Last night I had a really good time hanging out with Matthew, Monica, Ben and Lily (while she was there). The night started off really casual, and then we ended up at a bar downtown that I had never been to before. They had live music, and the band played a lot of songs that I liked from my childhood that I hadn&apos;t heard in years. Then Monica and I talked for a while about her recent breakup with her ex boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;Apparently Ben had a tab open at the bar and everybody kept drinking under his name, even though I had called it quits on the drinking. Then we walked back to Ben&apos;s apartment which was really nice. It&apos;s reassuring to see people living like grownups right out of college. Then Monica started drunk dialing, and Matthew started obsessing over Taco Bell, which according to my Marketing teacher is opening up in Spain next year. So Matt took a cab and I got out at 13th and High and walked back to my apartment. I&apos;m not really sure what everybody did after that, but I went home and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Then today it snowed a ton, and the streets weren&apos;t salted. I got Pochi&apos;s with Sam, which was great. We talked about old times and all the things we had done in Madrid the previous Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;I then drove home, which took more than 3 hours . . . . &lt;br /&gt;And here I am. My dad seemed surprised when I told him I was leaving on Wednesday and not coming back till January, but whatever. I think I&apos;m talking to my dad tomorrow about my being gay. It&apos;s annoying with my Grandpa being here because I can&apos;t really say &quot;can I talk to you in private&quot;. But I suppose my Grandpa will take a nap tomorrow afternoon. This is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really excited for Madrid. I can almost feel it! whatever that means. Just four more &quot;hoops&quot; to jump through, and I&apos;ll have all break to carpe monthum with Julio.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 15:01:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>P.S.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z1e0efuwosM&amp;feature=related&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z1e0efuwosM&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this will happen to Lily when she&apos;s on an elevator in Mexico this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, ETA struck again. This is why Spain should have stronger sentencing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 14:50:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m having a bad day</title>
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  <description>I keep losing everything and nothing turns out right.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 00:27:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ATN is on my shitlist</title>
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  <description>So the coke event I was scheduled for after the geico event was overbooked or something, so they called me and told me not to come. So I didn&apos;t. And now they&apos;re trying to not pay me for the geico event because there is a cancellation fee of 150 dollars that doesn&apos;t even apply to me, and even if I had canceled shouldn&apos;t be coming out of my paycheck. If they don&apos;t pay me they will have hell to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think twice before you work for Ripoff Across the Nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I don&apos;t accept jobs for 15 dollars an hour anymore. Especially considering that promo was fucking stupid.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 05:08:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I love gymnastics</title>
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  <description>I´m going to try to go every day this week if I can. I´m not sure though considering how much I still have to get done. Anyhow, I like it because the physical activity helps me on a mental level. Also when my workout goes well, I feel like I´ve accomplished something real. My ankles hate me though. &lt;br /&gt;I just realized that the only kind of rice I have right now is sushi rice, which I will definitely be saving for actual sushi, for which I don´t have the ingredients necessary. I also am really enjoying having a tidy apartment and an organized room. It gives me peace of mind and inspires me to be productive and to get to sleep at a decent hour.&lt;br /&gt;And for this reason I must bid you adieu.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 17:45:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hi everybody.</title>
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  <description>I went to church today because my mom asked me to. It&apos;s the first Sunday of advent (one of my favorite religious seasons). It&apos;s about waiting for Christmas, which seems not to happen so much these days. But anyway, I felt awkward because the music for the service today was compiled of songs from Godspell, the musical. I hate when music gets really emotional and over the top enthusiastic, and then the lyrics are pretty much meaningless, empty and repetitive, too much so to merit the enthusiasm of the singer. This might be the JD Salinger in me, but I think choir singers in these &quot;new-age&quot; type Christian singing groups are phony fakers that just want attention. And I&apos;m not going to give them the positive feedback they&apos;re singing for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m an asshole.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 18:17:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What the fuck is wrong with you people?</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/29/business/29walmart.html&quot;&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/29/business/29walmart.html&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 23:43:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I know this may sound stupid</title>
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  <description>but I´m actually excited to go to bed early so I can get up at 3:15AM to go and work this promotion. It may not make sense to most of you, but working makes me feel productive. Alright, bye!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 16:18:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I was looking down my friends page on LJ and after sifting through pages and pages of entries, I can&apos;t seem to find any entries just about how/what people are doing these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a CSE quiz today. I have a B average in quizzes, and since one gets dropped, and I doubt I got higher than a B, it will probably be this one. We had the teacher evaluations today. Under suggestions I was like, lay off the mindless busy work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a nightmare. It was weird, because I woke up and I was sleeping boca arriba, which I almost never do. And I think I had been talking in my sleep. I had to sleep the rest of the night with my desk lamp on because after nightmares I&apos;m afraid of the dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 7AM Tommy started calling. Rule of thumb, don&apos;t ever call anyone before 9:30AM unless it&apos;s an emergency. No offense Tommy, it&apos;s not that I didn&apos;t want to talk to you, but 7AM just isn&apos;t an appropriate time to call someone just to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to read a book that will shed some kind of understanding or meaning on my life, or at least the way I see things. The last book that really changed the way I look at things was the Bell Jar by Synthia Plathe. There was just something about the book that touched me, or awakened me to a feeling inside myself that had spent so much time unidentified. I read Girl, Interrupted shortly after that, and enjoyed it, but it wasn&apos;t the same. There were still, however, quotes that I really liked from that book, like the part where she talks about how after killing herself, she couldn&apos;t eat meat anymore, because to her it looked wounded and tightly bound. Then I read that book about the boy who was sexually abused by his aunt, which I didn&apos;t really like except for the quote, we accept the love we think we deserve, which for me was enough reason to have read the book. Anyhow, I have a couple hours, and I&apos;m looking for something like that. Any suggestions? I don&apos;t want any best seller life of pi, bullshit.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 04:42:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I should be sleeping but I can&apos;t</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ll just read my Marketing textbook. That&apos;ll do that trick I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the this late in the night is the only time that I actually feel like getting things done. I just got done cleaning my room, desktop and all, and I feel accomplished, even though I haven&apos;t particularly done too much today. I mean, I am feeling a lot better than I did yesterday, but I need to play it safe and not do anything too stressful, i.e. gymnastics. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was going to go to the doctor&apos;s office today, but nobody would have me. I have insurance and everything. They were all like, &quot;we&apos;re not accepting new patients now&quot;. And I was like, &quot;is that even legal?&quot;. I hate how you can just stroll up to a hospital and be like, give me service or I&apos;m calling the cops, but you can&apos;t even get a same day (or same week for that matter) reservation at a doctor&apos;s office because you&apos;re sick, but it&apos;s not an emergency. Like, seriously, what&apos;s the deal? &lt;br /&gt;What else? &lt;br /&gt;My BUSADM 499 group is a bunch of slackers. I&apos;m sick of them acting like they actually have stuff to do. How hard is it to just flipping meet up, or at least respond to an email about meeting up. &lt;br /&gt;Going to Madrid next, next Wednesday. I suppose that means I need to buy presents for my family now.&lt;br /&gt;Writing this entry is actually not as interesting as I thought it would be.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 03:46:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I got sick the weekend</title>
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  <description>I worked this lameass promo for AT&amp;T on Saturday for nearly 11 hours. It sucked. I was outside nearly the entire time. I mean, hey, I paid a fourth of my ticket, but I think I either got pneumonia or a lung infection. I went to be at 9 on Saturday, and woke up with shortness of breathe and acute chest pains. &lt;br /&gt;Since then the symptoms haven&apos;t been that severe, and I still think I&apos;m going to go to the doctor&apos;s office tomorrow. It just pisses me off because I was looking forward to getting things done today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 18:54:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It´s Winter Again</title>
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  <description>There´s nothing like riding your bike through freezing temperatures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been feeling really weird this week. Like, I want to do anything that&apos;s not school, and the last place I&apos;d rather be is in the classroom listening to a boring lecture. Waking up at 7 this morning wasn&apos;t my idea of a good time, especially since I&apos;m not even getting paid for this, actually it&apos;s quite the opposite. But aside from my usual quejas about school, I&apos;ve just been in this weird racha (spanning an entire 3 days). I&apos;d just love to leave for Madrid right now and make Holiday desserts and watch a couple episodes of Sex and the City with Julio. Lucky, I have ZERO final papers to write. Thank you Fisher College of Business for making finals a little more bearable. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, not because of any conversations I&apos;ve had recently or anything, I think I need to reconsider my priorities. Obviously school and keeping the lights on are important, but I think I need to start paying more attention to my physical and mental health, and being stressed out about school, and not having time or energy to do things that are important to me is something that I ought to change. I mean, I love going out and hanging out with friends, but I&apos;d like my day to day life to have more substance. Pun not intended. I need to cook new things more. I need to go to gymnastics practice more often. I need to read the newspaper in different languages on a daily basis, watch foreign films, be one step ahead of my obligations, and once I have all of that under control, I should focus on the other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it&apos;s just a thought.</description>
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