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    <title>greetings from across the pond :)</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T22:13:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-11T22:13:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>elevator music-ish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ever wonder why certain places and events make you more inclined to write? Im in a 24hr internet cafe in the beautiful city of London, England and having the time of my life. We'e done everything here from museums to touring the Tower of London to hanging out in a pub till wee hours of the morning. This is the life. Everything about being a foreign student (musician even) just makes me feel so alive. Granted, the group Im traveling with Im not exactly close to... However, you become close to people when you travel over seas with them and share such an experience as I am doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to a concert at the Royal College of Music and I was so inspired by their playing. They were amazing, and not to mention earlier that day I was able to look WITH MY VERY OWN EYES at something Beethoven had HAND WRITTEN hundreds of years ago. I cannot tell you how amazed everyone was. I mean, thats not all we saw, we saw ORIGINAL MANUSCRIPTS of famous musicians/composers that are the very composers that we are playing pieces from on this tour. Fascinating. Anyways, it really has been inspiring to me to have the oppurtunity to be here, touring with some truly talented muscians. It almost makes me want to be a music major. I can't believe I just said that, but it's true. However, I can't imagine being as good as some of the people that I've seen just in the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully *many* more updates will come. I only have three minutes left until my time is up...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! :)</content>
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    <title>what a guy</title>
    <published>2006-04-04T16:07:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-04T16:07:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>david grey</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I would've loved to have met Teddy Roosevelt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the first place, we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the person's becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an American...There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn't an American at all. We have room for but one flag, the American flag... We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language... and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore Roosevelt 1907</content>
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    <title>my door is always open</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T19:32:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T19:32:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Third Day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is right on the money. One is the farthest from the truth.</content>
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    <title>cap10mrgn @ 2006-03-14T10:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T15:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T15:57:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none, roommate asleep</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So spring break is over and it was fabulous. Relaxing... but busy... in a good way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the grind, and Im overwhelmed. SO much education stuff to do, I don't think I'll ever stop. Oh, and this is all on top of 30 hours of field experience. Yeah. 30. When will it stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, exciting things have happened. Last night I got to meet Drew's dad for the first time :) He was awesome. Drew is his father in a younger body, which is quite entertaining. Tomorrow is Founder's Day for Phi Sig, and I get to dress up. I love dressing up! Thursday Im going to Rascal Flatts with Sarah, and IM SOOO EXCITED. I don't know for sure how exactly Im going to budget this month, but hey, only two more weeks to go. I can do it. Formal is at the end of this month. YES. I have a gorgeous dress, gorgeous shoes, and a gorgeous date. THEN, April is here. WOOO Im excited for April!! Drew is flying me home with him to Mass for the first weekend. Ok, if that's not a sign of committment (for him) I don't know what is. It's the kind of thing I didn't expect for awhile, but :) Im not complaining. It's the kind of thing I really think we're ready for. The second weekend in April is my birthday, and WOOOO that's always exciting! :) I don't know what I want to do, but I always love my birthday, such a happy day :) And an excuse for having the best day ever. :) Any fun birthday suggestions PLEASE let me know. Im thinking comedy club, Im thinking theme park. Im DEFINITELY thinking a night out with my sisters. ;) Chime in anytime! Then the third weekend in April is Easter, and I'll be going home. I asked Drew to come with me... It's a big deal in my family. Well, Easter is a big deal for any Christian family. Drew was also asked to two other places that weekend, and he's still deciding what he wants to do. It would mean a lot for him to come home with me, but it's home with me, or fishing with Dave, or house with no parents with Casey and crew. Hm. I feel like such an option. And that's probably my worst fear, just another option. I know Im not. He's told me Im not. But, in this situation, I think I am justified in feeling that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, class soon and I want someone to sit by, so I better shower. Have an amazing day everyone :)</content>
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    <title>first day of break :)</title>
    <published>2006-03-05T22:47:55Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Joshua Bell :)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Im not too good at this livejournal thing, but Im trying to be more "scheduled" as my mother puts it, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST DAY OF SPRING BREAK (for me) !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opera went well. I calculated 27 hours of playing last week, including performances. That's insane. I told my mom I wasn't looking at my violin for at least two days. I ended up loving the opera, and had a lot of fun playing it. I was sore and energy deprived the entire week, but after awhile you become numb to it all, and eventually enjoy what you're being forced to do. The performers were absolutely amazing, and they made it fun for all of us. However, I am glad we only have to do one opera a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know Im going to England/Wales in the beginning of May. Im getting really excited... Only about 9 weeks left. We are mostly staying as guests in houses of people Mr. Hose knows. Which will be awesome instead of those tiny hotel rooms over in Europe. I have to get my passport renewed though, and that's a pain. I have so much to do this week, it'll be nice to get it all done, but then I'll be back at school with my work waiting for me. Oh yeah, and on that list of things to do is get my car fixed since I ran over that stupid parking block. I'm never driving to Sig Ep again. Thank God Denny brought me duct tape, I felt so stupid duct taping my car together, but whatever, it got the job done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Drew's in the panhandle with DT, and will be for the whole week. I don't really want to talk about it because it's simply a taste of what summer will be like. He lives in Massachusetts, in case you were wondering. And yes, I live here. And no, I totally hate long distance relationships. Ok, I take that back, I don't hate them, they just aren't for me. But I guess they'll have to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing about going back to school will be the Rascal Flatts concert!! Im going with a AXO sister of mine whom I always have fun with, so Im super super excited. I really wish I could have gone to see Keith Urban/Pat Green. I love them both... but it wouldn't have worked out. I wouldn't have been dismissed from opera reheral, and I would have been broke. Like, seriously, ridiculously broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first day of spring break, and I went to church and the beach. Possibly my two favorite places. Church was amazing this morning, I got to see everyone and I felt so at home. The beach was quiet and relaxing, exactly what I needed. Im aiming to have a least a work-in-progess tan coming back from spring break. My mom gave me this 'Thrust' tanning lotion thats suppose to work miracles. Ok, thats an exaggeration, but I'll let you know how it works... so far so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that "scheduled" thing I was talking about... Im trying to do these everyday:&lt;br /&gt;1) drink 2 liters of water&lt;br /&gt;2) run/bike 2 miles (not today, no time)&lt;br /&gt;3) spend 2 hours at the beach&lt;br /&gt;4) school work &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and Im going to try to cross the following things off my list during break:&lt;br /&gt;1) have my car fixed&lt;br /&gt;2) transfer 2 summer spanish credits to stetson&lt;br /&gt;3) apply for passport&lt;br /&gt;4) get a dress for PSK formal :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you read this, try to keep me accountable :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now... off to eat dinner and then a prayer meeting :) If you would, pray for Kaylee. A 7-year old at my church who frequently has seizures. Her family is taking her up to Gainseville tomorrow to see a doctor and start her on a new diet to control her seizures. Thanks :)</content>
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    <title>cap10mrgn @ 2005-12-11T20:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T02:01:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T02:01:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mother ocean, by jimmy buffett</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All American Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/all-american.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were well rounded and well liked in high school.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, high school. More good memories than bad. I did love high school. I had the life... One thing I will say, I hated the drama. Everything else I loved. High school was some of the best times of my life... so far :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you like about high school? What didn't you?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cap10mrgn:12351</id>
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    <title>Whats done is done.</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T16:37:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T16:37:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, its been months. But whos counting... &lt;br /&gt;Uhm ok yeah! Update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!: He's awesome. We have so much fun together, and it's been about a month and a half now. I met his mother over parent weekend and she's THE sweetest lady in the world (next to my mom), and speaking of my mom they're practically identical. They like all the same things... shopping, blonde's, nice cars, Saks, and David Yurman. We had such a great evening (dinner in Orlando) and they got along almost TOO well (good thing). Everything is going well with Drew and I, but as always, things to figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A LITTLE!: She's the most amazing person in the whole world. Granted, I never in my entire life would have expected I would have gotten her, but I did. It hurt a good friend of mine, but what can you do. The decision was not mine, Im going to love her no matter what and thats all there is to that! Big/Lil revelation was great. I snuck up behind her and after she figured it out (by a picture of the both of us) we had the best hug I think two people can have. We are a lot alike, and can help each other out when we need it. We even ourselves out, and compliment each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORMAL: It was amazing, I had such a great time, and the night ended really well. My little had an amazing time, and besides me and my date enjoying outselves thats what I cared about. The food was decent, and given I had never had salmon before, the rice wasn't bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELECTIONS: I ran for VP CRS. I was and still am really passionate about the position. I thought I would have done an awesome job at it, BECAUSE I am so passionate about it. I am on the board, I know what it's about, I wanted it REALLY BAD. Didn't get it. I guess that happens in life, you don't get everything you want. Everything happens for a reason, I know. Bigger and better things are coming. I know. OH, p.s. she's the girl that got hurt by the "Little" decision. I guess it evens out, if we want to take it there, but I don't think we will. Thats a crappy way of looking at it, so no. Not going there. Anyway, she got it, Im happy, but who runs when they think another person will do a better job than them. So, obviously, I feel I would do better in the position, but whatever. We'll see what happens. This too shall pass. RIGHT SONAL ;) Love that girl. She did awesome too. We're having lunch today, Im super excited because she always makes me feel better :) She's almost too good at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and my grandpa got married. How crazy!! I had such a great weekend with my family. I really miss my family!! They all live in West Virginia and we went mudding for like 5 hours after the wedding (even until after dark! We played this game called "idiot", basically tag on four wheelers in the dark. SCARY!) I met a really awesome ex jail cop, and got to spend time with my older cousin that I never get to see. Anyway, I love g-daddy, and he and his new bride and coming down to Florida to spend Thanksgiving with my mom and I. It'll be fun. I cannot wait to get home. I mean, heck, I'll miss Stetson, Drew, and no parents, BUT, I really miss home, and the break of not having something hanging over my shoulders all the time. Which is what it's been like here the last month with school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and Angela (my best friend in the entire world!!) is coming to Stetson next semester and HOPEFULLY we'll live together. I don't think it'll effect our friendship cause we're not like that. :) My current roommate got a house off campus and it just has to close (like next month or something) and then she'll decide whether or not she'll move in January. We'll see. I'm excited for Angela coming either way. I LOVE that girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! :)</content>
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    <title>cap10mrgn @ 2005-09-25T22:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T03:03:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T03:03:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HOLA HOLA! &lt;br /&gt;   Well, school's finally in full swing, and I'm finally getting the hang of things. I think. It's been soo busy lately, finally this week seems not SO stressful as the last two. Thank God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was awesome, but it went by really fast! AXO'S Woodser was this weekend, and it was a blast... If I can figure out how to put pictures up on this thing, I'll do it. But until then, imagine me in a red plaid short sleeved button down top and ripped jeans with the COOLEST belt buckle imaginable! :) P.S. I had the best date ever! :)&lt;br /&gt;Today (Sunday) we had the dodgeball tournament (fun, but long), CRSB (interesting), and Football practice (long, entertaining, and woulda been much more enjoyable if I wasn't so tired). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going really well in life. I have no complaints now :) The past three weeks have been a little shaky with my personal life. If you care to know, ask. But otherwise, we'll keep it to "shaky" between school, AXO, personal life, adjusting to sophomore year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! MY INITIATION WAS AMAZING :) How could I not put that first? It was absolutely one of the greatest weeks of my college experience so far! It was a whole week dedicated to loving on Mallory and I :) and it was EXACTLY what I needed. Alum's came in town that made it SO worth while, and being around my sisters (what at times seemed like 24-7) made for the perfect week! We celebrated afterward at Chili's and then the Blue Martini! :) &lt;br /&gt;*P.S. Thank you to all my sisters that were there to see me through my initiation. From Wednesday's early activities to Saturday's late one's... THANK YOU. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. :)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now. :) NIGHT</content>
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    <title>Im a copier</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T02:38:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T02:38:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Morgan&lt;br /&gt;2. Morgy (this one doesn't really count, it's just the only nickname people can come up with for me)&lt;br /&gt;3. I really don't go by anything but my real name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. My hair&lt;br /&gt;2. My smile&lt;br /&gt;3. My eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. right now, my stomach&lt;br /&gt;2. my legs&lt;br /&gt;3. the 3 ant bites on my right pinkie toe from Woodser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. French&lt;br /&gt;2. Welsh&lt;br /&gt;3. Irish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. scary movies&lt;br /&gt;2. dark places by myself&lt;br /&gt;3. losing a loved one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. laughter&lt;br /&gt;2. hugs!&lt;br /&gt;3. smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shirt&lt;br /&gt;2. Headphones&lt;br /&gt;3. a toe ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;2. Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;3. Keith Urban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. love&lt;br /&gt;2. mutual admiration&lt;br /&gt;3. respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love the color red&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a tatoo&lt;br /&gt;3. Hablo espanol un poquito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX(es) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pretty Eyes!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Nice body (Im not gonna lie)&lt;br /&gt;3. Dark Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Listening to music&lt;br /&gt;2. Spending time with my friends&lt;br /&gt;3. Boating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Give my mom, Angela, and Snowball a big hug (this only counts for one)  :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy a Yacht and sail around the Carribean &lt;br /&gt;3. See my Woodser date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;1. Marine Biologist (from age 7-13)&lt;br /&gt;2. Being "Captain Ron"- getting my captain's liscense and charter people around wherever they want to go via sea (since this summer)&lt;br /&gt;3. Playing violin for Mallory's country band (since Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;2. Fiji/Bora Bora/ Maui (whichever)&lt;br /&gt;3. Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID’S NAMES YOU LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;1. (guys) Cole, Heath&lt;br /&gt;2. (girl) Chloe &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Make a difference&lt;br /&gt;2. Get married&lt;br /&gt;3. Have kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:&lt;br /&gt;1. I could care less about lots of things&lt;br /&gt;2. I love camping, getting dirty, and participating in hard-core sports&lt;br /&gt;3. I love making out with attractive people of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A CHICK:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love looking adorable... everyday&lt;br /&gt;2. I can spend money like you cannot even imagine&lt;br /&gt;3. I love being in love :)</content>
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    <title>is it early? or late?</title>
    <published>2005-08-24T05:26:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-24T05:26:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cannonball -Damien Rice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">YAY for first day of classes tomorrow! YAY for chick flicks TWO nights in a row! YAY for new friends, and DOUBLE YAY for seeing old ones :-D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing hasn't seen me for awhile, not seriously anyways, but I think it's about time. Tomorrow I have spanish sometime in the afternoon, and then I have orchestra late afternoon. I hope I like my schedule this semester. I have no classes before 1:30 on MWF, and no classes before 11:30 on TTh. It sounds great, but I might just be tempted to sleep in and not manage the free morning time. Tempting, yes. Do I really want to kick butt this semester and do amazing in college? ...most definitely yes. I have this overwhelming desire to do really well in school, which is amazing... but I know why. And the reason is not so amazing. I'm having a hard time coping with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole I-have-no-idea-what-my-major-is thing is starting to kick in, and I'm beginning to feel like I should just choose and get on some sort of path so I have direction in my life, and have at least something to look towards. I know it's not a big deal that I don't know, and I've talked to someone who's been there which helped tremendously. It seriously did. I just... feel like I need direction, I sometimes get the feeling my work is pointless. Which I know it's not, I learn from everything and I can use my discovery major to learn about a variety of subjects while I still can. But I just want to be there, I want to know what I'm doing with my life. But I'm sure the minute I decide and/or eventually get a decent job, I'll look back and wish I had the luxury of living for free and classes full of semi-pointless, thought provoking material. Sheesh, why can't my life be like in the movies? Perfect job, endless oppurtunities, and oh yea, the perfect guy.</content>
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    <title>best wishes to a soldier</title>
    <published>2005-06-26T20:01:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-26T20:01:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a friend leaving tomorrow to go into the Naval Academy. Please pray for him... the next six weeks he goes through Boot Camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" In order to achieve our dearest dream, we should never father the idea of failure or even second guess ourselves. As soon as we let our insecurities get the best of us and decide to settle for anything less than our dearest dream, all it will ever be is simply a dream."</content>
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    <title>hello!</title>
    <published>2005-06-10T02:57:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-10T02:57:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>OTH Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">No time for an entry, but listen to "Mixtape" by Butch Walker, and/or pretty much the entire One Tree Hill soundtrack. It's absolutely amazing. Without a doubt my favorite soundtrack!! :) Good night</content>
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    <title>now ya gone and dun it!!</title>
    <published>2005-05-19T18:11:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-19T18:12:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OK... So, for all of you who live in the Melbourne area you know about the whole graduation location thing. For those of you aren't or don't know about it, let me inform you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four high schools in the Melbourne area were planning on having their graduation at a church (yes, you know where this is going). Two (obviously non-religious) parents and a kid from one of the schools decided to file a lawsuit because a cross and other religious symbols were going to be exposed at the ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL DUH!!! IT'S A CHURCH!!!    (deep breath...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason they decided to have the ceremony at the church instead of the football field (which is tradition) is because last year Mel Hi's graduation was rained... no... poured on. (That was my graduation! ... and like that'd happen again) It seems like the kids were pleased with the decision just so that they knew their graduation wasn't going to be postponed (typical carefree high schoolers). However, one non-religious related setback to the ceremony being in the church is that graduates can only choose five family members to give tickets to. That would suck for big families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I read the article about it in the paper, and the families lawyer said "...the writing's on the wall that the school board cannot pull this kind of stunt for commencement exercises in the future." &lt;br /&gt;So the school board is trying to pull a stunt? Like they want people to sue them? Like they're looking for an arguement and ways to lose money?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yeaahh, hok... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the school board is trying to pull a stunt, I think they were looking for a facility big enough to accomodate all the graduates and their families, period. I think the church was chosen because it was the only  facility big enough to hold all the people, within a reasonable distance. I don't think the church should be attacked or more importantly asked to cover up their religious symbols... that is out of the question. The diplomas are being passed out at the sides of the stage so the pictures don't include the cross. Besides, the church is still a church... just because the cross is taken down doesn't mean it's still not God's House and that it magically transforms into some stadium (my point being that them asking for the church to take down it's cross won't solve anything). It's still going to be a church, and DON'T ask them to take down their cross. If you're going to demand something, demand graduation be moved to a different place... Don't go changing the church. That's not right.  The kids of the families against the ceremony being held in the church don't have to walk. If they're that offended, DON'T GO! They must realize that by demanding their rights, they're taking away ours!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts? :)</content>
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    <title>OOH FUN! OOH FUN!!</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T17:02:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T17:02:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>aaah! none! what am I thinking...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I AM: a proud american&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW: what it feels like to be loved&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE: almond-shaped blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;I WISH: I could invent a teleporter&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: nothing&lt;br /&gt;I MISS: Clint&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR: hell&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR: mason jennings singing to me&lt;br /&gt;I SEARCH: for my purpose in life&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER: how people come up with things like scanners/copiers/fax machines... I really don't get how they work&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET: not saying "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE: my friends &lt;br /&gt;I CARE: about how people feel&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS: forget to wash my neck&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT: a drinker&lt;br /&gt;I DANCE: to super loud music, in my room, naked&lt;br /&gt;I SING: songs that no one knows, because they don't exist&lt;br /&gt;I CRY: when I have to&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT ALWAYS: study ;)&lt;br /&gt;I FIGHT: with my mouth&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE: not enough&lt;br /&gt;I LOST: a sweatshirt that meant a lot to me&lt;br /&gt;I CONFUSE: myself&lt;br /&gt;I LISTEN: to people, to music, to nature, to anything that I can hear&lt;br /&gt;I CAN USUALLY BE FOUND: in my room, or wherever my safehaven is&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: lots of love&lt;br /&gt;I AM HAPPY ABOUT: being a Christian&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD: clean my room, the house, my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE places I've visited off the top of my head&lt;br /&gt;9) Toronto, Canada&lt;br /&gt;8) San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;7) Washington DC&lt;br /&gt;6) Paris, France&lt;br /&gt;5) London, England&lt;br /&gt;4) New York City&lt;br /&gt;3) Jamaica&lt;br /&gt;2) Bermuda&lt;br /&gt;1) Barbados&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT things I want to do before I die&lt;br /&gt;8) Live in another country&lt;br /&gt;7) Have kids, grandkids, greatgrandkids&lt;br /&gt;6) visit as many countries as possible&lt;br /&gt;5) become fluent in at least one other language (spanish is the plan)&lt;br /&gt;4) learn about my ancestors&lt;br /&gt;3) get married (before kids)&lt;br /&gt;2) have a job I love&lt;br /&gt;1) leave a positive impact on as many people as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN ways to win my heart(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;7) treat me like a princess, while respecting me and letting me do my thing when I want to&lt;br /&gt;6) love God&lt;br /&gt;5) be honest with me &lt;br /&gt;4) win my mother's heart&lt;br /&gt;3) make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;2) Be able to have conversations with me about more than what our days consisted of, and be willing to put your opinion in when I have something important to say&lt;br /&gt;1) love me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX things I want for the next time I get presents&lt;br /&gt;6) a digital camera&lt;br /&gt;5) clothes&lt;br /&gt;4) ?&lt;br /&gt;3) ?&lt;br /&gt;2) ?&lt;br /&gt;1) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE things I'm afraid of&lt;br /&gt;5) disappointing my family, friends, and God&lt;br /&gt;4) failure&lt;br /&gt;3) not being loved&lt;br /&gt;2) being ill-educated&lt;br /&gt;1) not being happy in life (job, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR of my favorite items in my bedroom:&lt;br /&gt;4) my bible&lt;br /&gt;3) my pictures&lt;br /&gt;2) my violin&lt;br /&gt;1) my teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE things I do everyday &lt;br /&gt;3) (obviously) eat&lt;br /&gt;2) sleep&lt;br /&gt;1) tell my mother I love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO things I am trying not to do right now:&lt;br /&gt;2) eat out of pure boredom&lt;br /&gt;1) think about what I should be doing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE person I want to see right now:&lt;br /&gt;1) Clint</content>
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    <title>New Survey Shows....</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T16:14:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T16:14:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, all this makes near perfect sense except the marriage one. &lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty stoked about getting married and committing to someone.</content>
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    <title>R&amp;R</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T15:14:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T15:14:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I wanna grow old with you -Adam Sandler</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm home and it feels weird... weird like I've been here awhile... weird like I never left, and college is just some tease of a dream. Weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS- (Phew!) Exams are over and done with, fresman year is over and done with. It's kinda nice to have the experience under your belt, but then it sucks to already be a fourth of your way through college (think of it that way and you'll wish you didn't! Too late.) I got home, took me a couple days to unpack. It also took me a couple days to realize I really don't have that many friends here (besides my one best friend, which I'm fine with because my life is in DeLand now and she's coming there soon anyways ;) and it took a couple days to convice the mom to let me go visit Clint for a mere 2 days. Not even, more like 24 hours spread over two days (afternoon to afternoon). We had a great time, I missed him to the point of combustion, so something extreme was going to happen sooner or later (thank God it was visiting him and not the combustion thing).  So last Wednesday I went up and we went to the beach, ate lunch at this cute little restaurant, went to see his beach house, met one of his best friends (that physically resembles Nap Dyno in my opinion), painted Costa Rican sand dollars (two words?) and mainly enjoyed each others company. It was a much needed visit, and I found that I could make it there in the same amount of time that it takes me to get to DeLand... and hour and a half!! Woo hoo! He could be a lot farther away (like another state or heaven forbid another country)... however he could be a lot closer. An hour and a half still takes a lot out of the gas tank. Too much time and money to take a day trip unfortunately. The exciting part of it all is that he's coming down for like 5 days at the end of this month!! I can't wait... It's going to be amazing. You realize how much there actually is to do in this little beach community when you bring someone that's never done any of it before. I all of a sudden have this overwhelming sense of pride for Indialantic. :-D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I started my summer class (spanish) at BCC. Interesting. Thankfully, the teacher is a lot better than I expected. She teaches the material well... presents and excellent way of learning spanish (applying it, drilling it into your brain, etc.) My favorite part of class was when we were told to ask "are you (adjective)?" and we were to respond. So the girl next to me asked "eres liberal?"... I almost died, but responded quickly with "no, no soy liberal. Soy trandicional." You had to be there. (She asked if I was liberal... and I said, no, I'm not liberal, Im traditional. I thought of you, Sonal ;) ;) Anyways, It's a four hour class twice a week, and it's going to be very time consuming. We have 16 hours of mandatory time in the language lab. Done the math, two and a half hours a week. Wow, a 25 hour a week job, 8 hours of class a week PLUS 16 hours in the lab per semester... sheesh. These community college's like it rough! Ah, it's all complaints, I'll get through it. Clint's fluent. Madrid is only 2 years away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun part of this week has been my job's orientation. We had a lot of counselor's that had been there awhile, and were in there 3rd and 4th year of college and even past that! So we didn't have that many people return... and therefore have a lot of new people coming in. I'm in charge of the Intermediates this summer (mostly 8-10 year olds). It's a group I've never worked with EVER, and I've been doing this job for three years. Fortunately, I get one week (the first one) with my kiddo's that I started out with... my juniors (the 5-7 year olds). They are so unbelieveably precious, it makes me want to have kids someday... but I already knew that. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I get to go up there for the boating/sailing orientation. We're not required as counselors to go, but any chance I get to be out on the water I'll take it... AND I even get to learn how to sail. I'm super excited :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday I get to go see my sister graduate from law school. She goes to American University in DC, so let's just say it'll be an awesome weekend... I'll be in Washington!! WOO HOO! AND, we're going shopping at Tyson's Corner... probably the best shopping in the area. YESSSSSSS!! Even though Mikiel has some things to get, so we'll be there for her, there's no doubt I'll see something adorable... as always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah... enough catching up, it's been fun folks... off to be an "estudiante espanol"!!! ;) (hehehe this is fun)</content>
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    <title>AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHGGHGHGHGHGHGHGH</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T20:43:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T20:43:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>say anything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's the end of the year... &lt;br /&gt;One more day till I'm home for summer... &lt;br /&gt;I'm soo overwhelmed with packing, I just want it to be over, or not be doing it at all... &lt;br /&gt;Update will be soon, no time now, must pack.</content>
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    <title>ceasing disappointment</title>
    <published>2005-04-20T00:44:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-20T00:44:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the printer every 2 minutes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Clint and I just had a mini-debate in the computer lab on what our own personal definitions of a hero are. I said someone who performs a self-less act to benefit the good of others (others he said must mean everyone, otherwise I would then consider the Al-Kaida terrorists and suicide bombers heroes... which is definitely NOT true)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What/who do you say a hero is? :)</content>
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    <title>...it's been awhile...</title>
    <published>2005-04-19T00:02:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-20T00:45:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Top Christian" mix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If you had caught me ten minutes ago you woulda probably thought I was some psycho that hated her life. I was so pissed off at the world and everything in it... Except my mom. My mom is amazing, and you'll find out why in a couple paragraphs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICK UPDATE: &lt;br /&gt;Clint and I are doing well. It's been 2 months on the 14th and we still spend a lot of time together. It's amazing. It's been awhile since I've known the person I'm with feels the same way I do. Whats so amazing about it is that Clint and I didn't find each other, we were set up. So that tells you right there that the chances were slim that there would actually be chemistry. I would have felt really akward if I didn't like him and I kinda had to say "so hey! It was nice to meet you" and casually walk away without asking for his number or anything that wouldve hinted that I found him in the least bit attractive. BUT, we do like each other, and things are going very well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we had a long conversation today about the differences between communication and language (discussing whether or not animals way of communication is, in fact, language... he says it's not, I say it is). Here's a quick overview of the discussion... &lt;br /&gt;-Clint defines language as a way of communicating with some grammatical structure (like nouns, verbs, etc.- in which animals don't have...)  (that we know of) &lt;br /&gt;-My argument with his claim is- how do we know dogs barks don't have some form of repetition or "rules of grammar" like we have. Studies are showing they do. (So far so good)&lt;br /&gt;-He says they don't teach one another so we know they don't have a system (Good point, Clint)&lt;br /&gt;-I say language is a way of communicating in which your species understands you (dogs don't understand our language to a wide extent, but they understand their own species, i.e.: barking. We know this because of their reaction to other dogs while barking).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what he said abouy my claim, or maybe he said something profound and I just don't want to look stupid on LJ... Quite possible actually. I really enjoyed our "discussion"... (which eventually turned into a debate). I love knowing what he's thinking, or just talking to him. He is so knowledgable about SO much, and I love debating with people (right Ang?... even thought we dont debate each other that much, we debate politicians people on television.. we always win, they never have comebacks. I swear we should be in politics!!) Anyways, whats so amazing about Clint is I can talk to him on a much deeper level than most other people I've encountered of the opposite sex (I didn't say all, I said most). He doesn't mind debating, and he doesn't back off or treat me as inferior just because he might assume I know nothing about the topic (never assume the girl doesn't know what she's talking about. You'll probably get shown up)! So we just sat around talking and taking digital photos until I got a phone call that required I find a fax machine. When I went on this endeavor he came too (like a great boyfriend should) and then when I became thoroughly pissed off at Admissions and the Registrar for closing at 4:30 (when it was 4:45), he left to go start a research paper thats due Wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here began me being pissed off... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing the story/update: &lt;br /&gt;I'm applying for summer school in my hometown because upon registering for next year's classes at Stetson I realized I wanted to study abroad in Spain the spring semester of my Junior year (where that came from is about as random as it sounds). But it was and still is very exciting to think of being A WHOLE COUNTRY/CONTINENT away for a WHOLE SEMESTER. Something about being by myself, independent and free REALLY excites me. It's a great feeling to have, and I'm getting excited just thinking about it. ANYWAY, I got this call from mom... (which this is why she's amazing, as I promised to reveal to you, in case you haven't met her. She went out of her busy way to make sure my application stuff got to the school the day I needed it to... she's great!!) anyways, the call said the lady from the admissions office at the community college needed "this paper with a number on it" (ok honey there's a lot of those) and she needed it in order to pull up my application. At first thought I was like sh!t lady, there was no paper I printed out when I completed the application, I don't know what you're talking about! yeah, so we found out 4.7 seconds later that there was and I gave my mom the number to give to her. OH NO, she needed it faxed to her (of course)! *What, you don't believe me, where am I going to get this random number that just happens to begin with a C-000 JUST LIKE the one you need? Yea, my point exactly.* So, as I previously mentioned, I went to Stetson Registrar... closed... Went to Stetson Admissions, (caught the girl locking the door)... closed.... "come tomorrow at 8:30am." Sure lady, I'll do that. :-\  Ya, so now Morgan's pissed off and frusterated that I have to wait YET ANOTHER day to get my application looked at, and THEN wait ANOTHER 24-48 hours till I can register for the classes. By then, with my luck, both classes will be closed and I'll have to drive 45 minutes to another branch of this community college to take classes twice a week from 6-10pm. YAY, the excitement overwhelms me. I swear. &lt;br /&gt;After I walk outside awhile, almost punching every tangeable thing I see, Clint leaves to go start a paper and I storm away to an empty room. I turn on some Christian music, and I completely unwind. It felt soo good. It's something about the soothing positive music, and venting through livejournal that made me completely forget about what just happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unwound, and found myself getting ready for the hall program Kelsey's doing tonight. It's a project where we get to use pictures of us and our roommate (that Kelsey took this week) and put them on a canvas and DECORATE with lots of fun stuff! WOOO HOOO! What a fun, crafty project, I love it! I also went to Top's China Resturant with Clint, Kelsey and Ethan. That was interesting. I had sesame chicken, which was good, but not something I think I'd eat/pay half for again. There was just too much food, and I'd prefur Friday's sesame jack chicken ANY DAY!! But, it's good if you're stuck in DeLand with no car, a time limit, and a Chinese craving :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think this is enough of an update, for once in my life not a WHOLE lot of drama is going on. Just a little summer school application crap that I got over with the help of music and LJ. ;)</content>
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    <title>hmmm.... accurate?</title>
    <published>2005-03-23T04:35:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-23T04:36:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>still none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1106331824cheerjock.bmp"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Cheerleader/Jock&lt;/b&gt;. You rock the school man.  keep it up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Loner&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="31" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;31%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Cheerleader/Jock&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="31" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;31%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Art Freak&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="19" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;19%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Punk Ass Kid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="13" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;13%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Loser&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="6" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;6%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Nerd&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="6" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;6%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=2842"&gt;What's You're Sterotype?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can one be a cheerleader/jock AND a loner? Isn't that a little weird. Ya, ok, you're right, I am a little weird.</content>
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    <title>1 down...a lifetime to go</title>
    <published>2005-03-18T17:39:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-18T17:40:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Duluth -mason jennings</lj:music>
    <content type="html">YES!!! The week is over. Hallelujah! I just have to wrap up this concert tonight and I'll be set. WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take that back. The weekend isn't over because I've been stressing over this paper in philosophy and this in class essay that I'm preparing for (which I have to read an entire book to understand) both due Monday. And since I've been worrying about those all week, the burden of those has not yet been lifted. When they are done and out of the way, then my week will be over. "Won't you already be in a new week by then?" you might ask. My (sad) point, exactly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm rushing to get things done, as more things are piling on top adding to my haven't-even-got-to load. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't have too much sympathy) I procrastinated a lot this week. I took an emergency mental health day on Wednesday. Much needed. MUCH enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hurry up and wait" is my new motto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe's makes me happier than a whole aisle of candy to myself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love roller coasters, but not the emotional kind. THEY make me sick. This whole week has been one heckuva emotional roller coaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered that burning the candles at both ends for 4 consecutive nights is NOT good for one's health. I'm living proof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite- I'm sucking it up. In the words of Vince Lombardi "Nobody is hurt. Hurt is in the mind. If you can walk, you can run."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently running... Full speed ahead... Yet I'm sitting still... ?</content>
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    <title>relieved</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T20:50:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T20:50:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>This is your life   -Switchfoot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Clint is home and alive! Smelly and unshaven (so he says) but alive none the less :) Got the call towards the end of breakfast at Mister Beaujeans- nothing beats a caramel covered waffle and a call from Clint! ...well, today nothing beats it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so tomorrow can come now.</content>
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    <title>home again, home again</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T17:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T17:14:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I wanna grow old with you -Adam Sandler</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What a week... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for Miami on Monday. We "planned" on leaving by 10am, hah. We left at 4:30. It's all good though, we got there, had a nice dinner, and slept. Not to my suprise I had funny dreams (sometimes nightmares) each night. Everytime I spend the night in a "new" place, I have weird dreams. It freaks me out. Anyways, Tuesday and Wednesday were the grosest days ever. We didn't even know the sun existed those days. Kinda bummed about the lack of sunshine, we went shopping on Tuesday... did some damage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday rolled around, yuckier than Tuesday (weather wise) and so I went to the spa, got a much needed facial. That b !t ch popped all my pimples with some sort of contraption that I was sure was used for chinese torture back in the 50's. ANYWAY, I don't have any desire to remember those 10 minutes of my life ever again- possibly the top 3 most physically painful things I've ever had to experience. Awful. BUT, I have  much clearer face now, Praise God. Did a lot more damage to the wallet that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday... GORGEOUS DAY! The sun was out, mom and I laid out all day. Ok, not ALL day, for about four hours I'd say. I sun bathed and then worked out. I worked out twice while we were in Miami, I was very proud of myself. Something about being away from home in a hotel makes me want to work out. I don't know if thats genetic, or... what that sort of obsession comes from. Anyways, I'm blessed with it. Yes, I know you wanted to ask... More shopping. BUT HEY... I officially have an Easter dress! :)   (It's probably the prettiest Easter dress ever!) So thats a big YAY! But, no shoes... that presents a serious problem. I can't recieve communion without shoes. Or can I????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, gorgeous day... Too bad I didn't wake up until ten, with a 1pm check out. By the time I came to it was 11:15 (we needed to get ready/eat/pack) so there was no time for sun. We did some more shopping, left the Aventura Mall at about 7:30. Got home late last night, Ang came over and we ate and talked. It's routine, in case you're wondering. I love talking to her, I seriously think she should start hiring patients or something, it's awesome therapy for me :)    *(Love ya Ang!)* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All week Clint has been in Costa Rica, or as he calls it the "Rich Coast. Ok, time for an embarassing story, I wondered why he called it that for the longest time... until this morning I was wondering what Costa Rica meant, and I put two and two together, like a true brunette :) Ya, I go to Stetson... Anyway, so I have no idea if he's even ALIVE, much less back in the states. He didn't take his phone with him, and because of his many stories of near-death experiences while surfing... suprisingly, Im not that worried. I've prayed for him all week, and I have that peace that he's okay :) YAY GOD :) I really wanted to go see him at the airport this morning, but mom wouldn't let me. I got mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to lunch and probably driving around town. Mom, Matt, and I are going to Mister Beaujeans... if mom ever "fixes her shirt problem"... what that means, you would better know. Tonight Mom, Teri W., and I are going to dinner to catch up. I REALLY hope we go to Friday's... I've literally been craving the Seasame Jack Chicken Strips for about 2 months now... NO JOKE. It's been horrible, not as horrible as that chinese torture contraption though... whoops, I didn't mention that. Anyway, back to whats important... the nearest Friday's to DeLand is either in Orlando or Daytona Beach (n A1A)... Not exactly in walking distance, and a little far to go just for a random dinner. So hopefully we go there tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm planning on waking up (lol, let's hope that happens!), going to church (Prince of Peace Anglican Church, in Satellite Beach, 9am), going to lunch and then heading back to DeLand shortly after lunch. Ryan said he wants to come to church with me tomorrow, which will be great... I'm praying all goes according to His plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break was great, I missed Clint, and friends... but it was about time to get away from school and just chill out with mom. The week went well, besides me being really tired all the time (Im now on four vitamins a day that mom gave me that she takes, they taste awful). Lots of shopping, lots of relaxing, lots of fun :) But, I miss Stetson and all that comes with it terribly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could somehow combine DeLand and Indialantic... take the good from both. &lt;br /&gt;DeLand coziness, Indialantic's beachiness, Stetson friends plus Angela, and we'd have it made :) &lt;br /&gt;...there ya go, my Utopia...</content>
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    <title>final destination</title>
    <published>2005-03-07T05:12:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-07T05:12:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Chicken Nugget Song  :)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yay, so spring break has officially started and it's soo nice to be home! I didn't (really) know how much I missed it until I got here, and then it hit. I miss the little town feel (even though I still get that in DeLand, it's almost too small there). Indialantic is such a beachside community, I love it. I could definitely see myself growing up here. So, summed up, I miss home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to hang with Angela two or three times already, which is such a rewarding experience for me. I have yet to find someone that brings out the best in me, like she does. Our personalities compliment each other perfectly. So perfectly in fact, it's scary. :)I wish I were the person I am around her, all the time. I think I'd have more friends... Anyway, we went to the beach ("got som color"), and rented movies two nights in a row. Tomb Raider 2 last night, and the Prince and Me tonight. WOW, you're probably wondering why we would pick those, and what they have in common? HOT GUYS WITH ACCENTS, OF COURSE!!!! ;) We're suckers for hot boy movies... not like the porno kind, like the action-packed or comedy/romance kind. Ok, so basically anything with hot guys in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning mom and I are going on vacation, it should be fun. Three or four days of relaxing on the beaches in Miami, and shopping in one of the best malls in Florida- Aventura. WOO HOO. I've already done two days of shopping in the past two weeks, it's been intense. Mom and I went to the Florida Mall on Friday and she bought me my birthday gift. Yes, I know what it is. No, I can't have it until my birthday. Oh well, it's worth the wait. I also got a sweater and a necklace- both lime green, to match my birthday gift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get a tan and lose some weight. Ok, I never thought I'd hear myself say that... but it's true. Or maybe it's just the time of the month and I look 10 pounds heavier. Who knows, but I need to get some exercise before... soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight I got a call that I had been waiting on for about 3 weeks- it was from my summer boss. I love my summer job as a camp counselor, more than anything. I miss the kids, I miss the people, I miss summer. I also talked to a friend that goes to Stetson law school that I work(ed) with over the summer. It had been a long time since we have gotten to "catch up". I heard funny stories of singing police reports, and white tuxedo's. It was great :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life is good, I have no complaints... just that I haven't packed for a tomorrow morning departure to Miami, and Clint is thousands of miles away. Ok, so I have two complaints, I lied. Sorry.</content>
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    <title>last days</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T00:03:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T00:03:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>More than Words   -Extreme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You know the saying "live every day as if it were your last"? Well, I've really been thinking about this quote lately, and asking myself if I died tonight... would I look back and be satisfied with how I spent my last day? It's kind of scary considering no one knows when they're going to die, but we take for granted that we'll live to see tomorrow. I'm sorry for the depressing thoughts, but it's whats on my mind. I know I hardly ever look back on my day once it's over and be COMPLETELY satisfied with how I spent it. Maybe it's something we all need to work on, or maybe it's just me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up late (10:30ish), ate breakfast with my AXO sisters (something that I'm glad I did), came back to the room to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;Went to get lunch, brought it back to an empty room and ate. Revised my english paper and I'm pleased with it. &lt;br /&gt;Got motivated enough to shower and practice my violin for an hour- it helps me express my emotions. Lord knows I got enough of those. &lt;br /&gt;Just got back, livejournaling, obviously... and thinking about life... wondering if tonight I'm going to be happy with how I spent my (last?) day.</content>
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