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Sunday, July 11, 2004

About time i updated. Let us see. I am tired, taking a break from med school although i have that internship that is about to begin.  The last few weeks has been spent with some old friends, siblings, neices and nephes. ect. ect. ect. It's a bit odd to find myself still dating, without a family of my own, or a job, while everyone else has such things. It's more of a stress to them i suppose than med school is for me.  They have children to look after, marriages to adapt to, everyday deamons to fight.  The last is common in all of us, but the other three deals with other lives connected to their own, every move they make is reflected and felt through others.  Deamons, i know only too well. Fortunatley they we can deal with, or at least shut them away ( I would caution u not to however, that can be quite dangerous later).  Ah well the tid bit of my life currently.


Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Let's see here. Life: Great.

TV? nothing good showing...

music? just some old junk I found under the seat in the car (as u can see I'm not the most organized person. In fact I'm probably the complete opposite)

hobbies? sleeping.

Family? too large for me to count.

Friends? couple of good ones, a few miscellaneous, some people from here and there...and of course there's Jhon. The type of guy that's always there for u no matter what.

(let's see here, anything else?)

Pastime? writting. (i am a writer despite the fact that it's a bit hard to belive right now.)  Art.  (The greatest lanuage that exists. I recreate what i love, who i love, and anything that catches my blue-green eyes). Cooking (went to The Culinary Institute of America for some summer classes. Good food. I gained a good 6 pounds.)

I'm madly in love with my neice.  (No, not incest, just unconditional maternal love).  Not married (but dating a guy who sends me a rose for every day to represent the love we have that shall "never wither"- yep he's a bit of the sentimental guy.)

In med school. (keeping my eye on the end otherwise i may loose my mind.)

"That's all folk.". (Love cartoons, but hate sponge bob square pants. no offense to any absent minded person whom devotes their every moment to a sponge.)


Friday, May 21, 2004

A reunion of friends. A crossroad of a relationship.  A blooming child.  An enlightened soul...

 


Monday, May 17, 2004

"Why not start up a xanga?"

"Sure why not? What the hell is it?" (ancient me...who hates mankinds techonology and sees it as destruction)

"Kinda like an online Journal"

"Another wast of time for man?"

"Another hobby for the bored teen"

"These are suppose to be the good years..."

"Supposing that we shall all have more worries as we progress i guess these are the best years."

"If that's the case wouldn't u think infancy is the best years?"

"Ah childhood. If only we knew then what we know now, perhaps we would still have such innocence"

"U do realize that what u know now is the reason u are no longer innocent"

"To predict the future.  Speaking of the mistical stuff..."

"(raised eyebrow) Mystical stuff?"

"Yeha all that spiritual stuff."

"Don't start..."

"I was gonna credit it for once"

"Sure"

"I was going to say Reiki seems worthwile, that is if u don't read into the crap.  How is it u have energy all over and yet u can't acess it? that's like being in a force field and none of the energy affects u. That does not make any sense"

"Maybe u repel it."

"U think college will be any better?"

"Better than what"

"All the crap.."

"we'll be on our own..."

"It's late..."

"Are we ranting?"

"It seems as if"

"Perhaps sleep is a good thing..."

"Perhaps we should sleep"

"Maybe..."

Pick out of it what u may.  Just a conversation from late a couple of days ago.