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And she said losing love
Is like a window in your heart,
Everybody sees you're blown apart,
Everybody sees the wind blow,

I'm going to Graceland,
Memphis Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland,
Poorboys and Pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland,

And my traveling companions
Are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties,
But I've reason to believe
We all will be received
In Graceland



Paul Simon is a poet.

Working on my presentation. Putting the images together now, putting the words into it later tonight. Going home to work out, shower, go to sleep... coming back here, leaving the house at 8:20. LONG DAY AHEAD. Presentation will be over with by 4pm. Thank God. I really did intend to sleep here tonight. Sucks that I just hate this place.. and I forgot my makeup.

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Ah I missed today (yesterday?) by one minute. Damn.

Anyway, today was good. We put up the tree and it is beautious. We also went walking.. back in the exercise routine. Tomorrow I have so much to do though. I have to write and illustrate my presentation for my PRESENTATION on Tuesday. Yikes for sure. But after Tuesday, I'm kind of in the clear work wise. I have to do corrections on three papers (but I can knock those out a day a piece), and I have to write a project for Bio, which I can do in about two days: one day to write and one to revise. I'm pretty happy about all of this.

I have to slowly bring things home.. I'll be moving back in for good the week of the 14th. It's finals week, and I have two. A Bio one (easy peasy) and an Art History which will kick my ass, so I must start studying as soon as the study guide's up.

Me and mom are going to Weight Watchers on Wednesday. I'm thinking about delaying this for a week.. I am scared. I want to lose this weight (A LOT) but I am so afraid to see the scale. So afraid. But I can reach my goal by May. In March I want to be half way.

I downloaded the new John Mayer and Graceland by Paul Simon. I can't wait to get listening. LOOK AT ALL THIS POSITIVE ATTITUDE IN THIS POST. It's so unusual. All I need now is a boyfriend prospect? Eeeh.

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I love the term "spin doctor." It's great.

So anyway, yesterday afternoon I went to coffee, then dinner, with my friends. Coffee was nice, and dinner was delicious. We had Greek, and every bite was wonderful. Also yesterday I was kidnapped by my friend. We went out to the bars in Stamford. I drank WAY TOO MUCH because I'm good at the whole self control thing. It was fun though. We went as a group of three, hit about five bars, saw a bunch of the popular kids from high school who ignored us.. fun times. I spent forever talking to a guy and realized he was wearing a wedding ring. That was fun. His friend was hot though. I have no idea how it ended though. All I remember from the car ride home was feeling carsick. I vaguely remember changing into some of my friends clothes for PJs, and the next thing I know I'm waking up in her bed with her PJs on on top of my phone. This is one classy individual right here.

I spent the entire day recovering from my hangover. Didn't feel ok until about 5, which is pretty bad for me. And my God, Woof, I look terrible.

Five

Thanksgiving dinner here is lunch. Its delicious, but I am so over fed right now. My brother's being difficult. He's hanging out with my cousin and they're reminiscing about the good old days (a time when they did not like to hang out with me.. I was popularity plague or something. Idn). Anyway, he is mad if I leave, mad if I don't drink, and is mad that I have nothing to say. Ridiculous.

Anyway, today wasn't all that bad. I feel like 9x out of 10 my family is a blessing. This may or may not be that 1x.

I decided I want to learn to play the piano. I think it would be fun. Something to keep me busy. Not like I really have spare time, but I'd like to try.

Later Days
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1. Had a good day
2. Exhausted
3. Watching Glee
4. Thanksgiving tomorrow (!!!)
5. Joining Weight Watchersli

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Yesterday I really did have the intention to write. I started twice, but I had so much work to do, I never got around to it. Yesterday I called out of work to work on it (shame, shame), and I hadn't finished until around 1:30 this morning, so I figured I'd just wait until this afternoon to get one in. I worked on my two papers, both of them leave something to be desired. Every time I start to do something, all I can think about is fixing them, and I just want to stop. It's awful.

My brother came home last night, which was fun. He's rarely ever home, and he's never home without his girlfriend (who I love), but it was really nice to see him yesterday. I got up at seven today to get here an hour early to work on my presentation. I have to work on that now actually. My class starts in an hour, and I want to have images inserted into my paper to make it a little longer (also because we're supposed to). I wont include all of them. At some point before next Tuesday, I have to get them images from the JStor articles, about 15, and then I can put it all together. I can't wait to be done.

I am so so so so so excited for Thanksgiving. Basically just the parade. I don't know why, but I live for it. Once August rolls around I get so excited. I think it is just always the same. It's like a lingering piece of childhood. LOVE IT. I'm also really looking forward to having so much time off with barely anything to do. All I have to do is work on the presentation (which will be kind of fun) and interview a family friend about her job. Win.

So anyway, maybe I'll write another one later. I have to get back to work.

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It's been about two hours since I put up my first post, but instead of doing something productive, I decided to play around, read other people's blogs (I recommend Paper Sails), and play with my new dog. Well.. the dog is now asleep, and I have not touched my paper that's due tomorrow. I have to get 2.5 spaces, single spaced. It's really not all that bad, I'm prepared and everything, but I think I'd rather die than write it... and that's a problem.

Tomorrow I have to finish a much harder paper. I have to correct the first five pages and add another 6. I have the books, the outline, the materials.. everything but the motivation. It has to be done tomorrow though. It's due Tuesday, along with the presentation that goes with it. You see, I am an Art History major.. I need to scan and organize about 25 slides to go with the paper. UGH. I present a week from Tuesday. I'll be peeing my pants for sure.

As soon as I get all of that done, I can relax a little bit. Over Thanksgiving break, I have to conduct a short interview and write it up (PowerPoint style), but that's it. When I get back to school, I have to prepare five page research paper for my Environmental Science class, and correct another paper.. a horrible, horrible paper that will kill me. I also have to start studying for my finals. I have two, and one WILL require I study for the entire remaining semester, the other I can put off until finals week. Thank God.

I also have to pack up my room. Next semester I will be commuting from home because I really don't like being on campus. Also, I only have class two days a week (save an hour on the third day). It's really stupid to spend six thousand dollars for that. It's also a lot easier to be good on my diet (which needs some serious work) when I don't live on campus. Mostly though, I just hate living there.

I can't wait until Tuesday night, and more importantly, Thursday's PARADE.

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SO I've been in the mood to start a new journal for a really long time. I've tried about three times in the last year, albeit unsuccessfully. This one though, this one I plan to keep. Just a few things: I'm a newly 22 year old female, nearing the end of my second-to-last semester of college. I am right outside New York City, so I may or may not be kind of a snot. I'm a Republican (if you hadn't noticed), and I am OBSESSED with my puppies. I'm single, I live at home, I have student loans, and I plan on doing an accelerated BSN when I graduate.