<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:09:54.531-04:00</updated><category term='dissociative disorder'/><category term='deep sleep deprivation'/><category term='college'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='emotional break'/><category term='I Am Legend'/><category term='mental health'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='sleep deprived'/><category term='PMS'/><category term='nightmares'/><title type='text'>This girl's journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-5900405734184292386</id><published>2009-12-14T00:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:04:33.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Buying a camera on boxing day and starting a new blog as soon as I figure the thing out =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-5900405734184292386?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5900405734184292386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=5900405734184292386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5900405734184292386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5900405734184292386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/buying-camera-on-boxing-day-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-8917788337181933781</id><published>2009-12-02T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T15:21:48.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another list.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Bold the names of guys you'd definitely shag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Italicize the names of guys you might shag after a little persuasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave the guys who don't do anything for you alone.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put a question mark after the guys you've never heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5. Strike the guys you wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ADD THREE OF YOUR OWN AT THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Stephen Dorff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;02. Wesley Snipes&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;03. Denzel Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Samuel L Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;05. Hayden Christensen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;06. Ian Somerhaulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;07. James Van Der Beek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;08. Ashton Kutcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Sean William Scott&lt;br /&gt;10. The Rock&lt;br /&gt;11. Brendan Fraser&lt;br /&gt;12. Oded Fehr?&lt;br /&gt;13. John Hannah?&lt;br /&gt;14. Hugh Grant&lt;br /&gt;15. Colin Firth&lt;br /&gt;16. Liam Neeson&lt;br /&gt;17. Daniel Day-Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18. Leonardo Di Caprio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Billy Zane&lt;br /&gt;20. Harry Connick Jr.&lt;br /&gt;21. Sean Astin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22. Dominic Monaghan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;23. Karl Urban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24. Vin Diesel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25. Paul Walker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;26. Joshua Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;27. James Marsden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;28. Shawn Ashmore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;29. Hugh Jackman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Will Kemp ?&lt;br /&gt;31. David Wenham?&lt;br /&gt;32. Viggo Mortensen&lt;br /&gt;33. Elijah Wood&lt;br /&gt;34. Tobey Maguire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;35. James Franco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Alfred Molina&lt;br /&gt;37. Harrison Ford&lt;br /&gt;38. Sean Connery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;39. Shane West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Stuart Townsend&lt;br /&gt;41. Richard Roxburgh?&lt;br /&gt;42. Ewan McGregor&lt;br /&gt;43. Jonathan Rhys Meyers&lt;br /&gt;44. Christian Bale&lt;br /&gt;45. Jared Leto&lt;br /&gt;46. Colin Farrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;47. Ben Affleck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;48. Josh Hartnett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Bruce Willis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;50. Billy Bob Thornton&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Dennis Quaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52. Jake Gyllenhaal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Patrick Swayze *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;54. Keanu Reeves&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Gary Oldman&lt;br /&gt;56. Tim Roth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;57. Steve Buscemi&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Michael Madsen?&lt;br /&gt;59. Rick Yune?&lt;br /&gt;60. Pierce Brosnan&lt;br /&gt;61. Robert Carlyle&lt;br /&gt;62. Jonny Lee Miller?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;63. Jude Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;64. Matt Damon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;65. Clive Owen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;66. Ryan Phillippe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Benicio Del Toro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;68. Johnny Depp&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Orlando Bloom&lt;br /&gt;70. Sean Bean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;71. Eric Bana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;72. Brad Pitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;73. George Clooney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;74. Mark Wahlberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Jason Statham&lt;br /&gt;76. Edward Norton&lt;br /&gt;77. Ben Stiller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70. Owen Wilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;79. Vince Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;80. Joaquin Phoenix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Russell Crowe&lt;br /&gt;82. Billy Boyd?&lt;br /&gt;83. Paul Bettany?&lt;br /&gt;84. Heath Ledger *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;85. Mel Gibson&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Jason Isaacs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;87. Alan Rickman&lt;br /&gt;88. Kevin Costner&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Christian Slater&lt;br /&gt;90. Antonio Banderas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;91. Tom Cruise&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Ving Rhames?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;93. John Cusack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;94. John Malkovich&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Charlie Sheen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;96. Kiefer Sutherland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Emilio Estevez&lt;br /&gt;98. Rob Lowe&lt;br /&gt;99. Matt Dillon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;100. Kevin Bacon&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;101. Adam Brody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;102. Andy Serkis&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Alan Cumming&lt;br /&gt;104. Josh Groban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;105. Sean Biggerstaff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;106. Zach Braff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. Harry Sinclair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;108. Gerard Butler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. Marton Csokas?&lt;br /&gt;110. Jeremy Sumpter?&lt;br /&gt;111. Sean Patrick Flanery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;112. Cillian Murphy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113. Hugh Dancy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;114. Ioan Gruffudd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115. Mads Mikkelsen?&lt;br /&gt;116. Enrique Murciano?&lt;br /&gt;117. Jamie Bamber?&lt;br /&gt;118. Craig Parker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;119. Dean Cain&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;120. James Marsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;121. David Boreanaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;122. James Spader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;123. Kevin Spacey&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. Al Pacino&lt;br /&gt;125. Jim Caviezel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;126. Josh Holloway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127. Will Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;128. Matthew McConaughey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129. Patrick Wilson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;130. Milo Ventimiglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. Jason Dohring?&lt;br /&gt;132. Brandon Boyd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;133. Tom Welling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;134. Sean Maher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135. Tré Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;136. Billie Joe Armstrong&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. Mike Dirnt&lt;br /&gt;138. Adrienne Armstrong?&lt;br /&gt;139. Jason White?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;140. Matthew Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141. Peter Sarsgaard&lt;br /&gt;142. Derek Jeter&lt;br /&gt;143. Travis Fimmel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;144. Michael Vartan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145. Rob Thomas&lt;br /&gt;146. James Purefoy?&lt;br /&gt;147. Michael Rosenbaum?&lt;br /&gt;148. Jensen Ackles?&lt;br /&gt;149. William Fichtner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;150. Patrick Dempsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151. Ace Young?&lt;br /&gt;152. Francis Capra&lt;br /&gt;153. Ryan Hansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;154. Robert Pattinson&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;155. William Moseley?&lt;br /&gt;156. Ryan Gosling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;157. Nicolas Cage&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;158. Leigh Whannell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;159. Wentworth Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160. Jack Davenport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;161. Michael J. Fox&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;162. Kevin Federline&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;163. Liam Cunningham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;164. John Barrowman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165. John Rzeznik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;166. Sendhil Ramamurthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;167. Stephen Colbert&lt;br /&gt;168. Jon Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;169. Brandon Flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170. Henry Ian Cusick&lt;br /&gt;171. John Krasinski?&lt;br /&gt;172. Michael Trucco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;173. Benjamin McKenzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;174. Adrian Pasdar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;175. Jeremy Piven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;176. Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt; **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;177. Naveen Andrews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;178. Vincent Cassel?&lt;br /&gt;179. Adrian Paul?&lt;br /&gt;180. Gabriel Byrne?&lt;br /&gt;181. Adrian Grenier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;182. Daniel Craig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;183. Nathan Fillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;184. Adam Baldwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;185. Ed Quinn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;186. Eric Szmanda&lt;/span&gt; ***&lt;br /&gt;187. George Eads&lt;br /&gt;188. Omar Epps&lt;br /&gt;189. Jared Padalecki&lt;br /&gt;190. Christian Kane?&lt;br /&gt;191. Jeffrey Dean Morgan?&lt;br /&gt;192. Geoffrey Rush?&lt;br /&gt;193. Brandon Routh?&lt;br /&gt;194. Chris Lowell?&lt;br /&gt;195. James Callis?&lt;br /&gt;196. Justin Chambers&lt;br /&gt;197. Michael Muhney?&lt;br /&gt;198. Matthew Goode&lt;br /&gt;199. Bradley Cooper?&lt;br /&gt;200. Burn Gorman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;201. Christopher Eccleston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;202. David Tennant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;203. Tom Felton?&lt;br /&gt;204. Daniel Radcliffe&lt;br /&gt;205. Rupert Grint&lt;br /&gt;206. Kevin McKidd?&lt;br /&gt;207. Gaspard Ulliel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;208. James McAvoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;209. Zac Efron&lt;br /&gt;210. Jonas Armstrong?&lt;br /&gt;211. Ed Speelers?&lt;br /&gt;212. Penn Badgley?&lt;br /&gt;213. James Lafferty&lt;br /&gt;214. Bryan Greenberg?&lt;br /&gt;215. Chace Crawford?&lt;br /&gt;216. Joe Jonas&lt;br /&gt;217. Toby Hemingway?&lt;br /&gt;218. Dane Cook&lt;br /&gt;219. Travis Wall?&lt;br /&gt;220. Brad Paisley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;221. John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;222. Blake Lewis ?&lt;br /&gt;223. TR Knight&lt;br /&gt;224. Hugh Laurie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;225. David Duchovny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;226. Damien Rice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;227. Ozzy Osbourne&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;228. Tim Daly?&lt;br /&gt;229. Matthew Rhys ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;230. Robert Downey Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;231. Goran Visnjic?&lt;br /&gt;232. John Corbett?&lt;br /&gt;233. Michael Emerson ****&lt;br /&gt;234. David Hewlett?&lt;br /&gt;235. Robert Knepper&lt;br /&gt;236. Nestor Carbonell&lt;br /&gt;237. Robert Sean Leonard?&lt;br /&gt;238. Zach Gilford?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;239. Zachery Levi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;240. Ryan McPartlin?&lt;br /&gt;241. Penn Badgley? repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;242. Zachary Quinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;243. Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;244. Declan Donnelly ?&lt;br /&gt;245. John Simm ?&lt;br /&gt;246. Steven Strait?&lt;br /&gt;247. Taylor Kitsch&lt;br /&gt;248. Lee Pace?&lt;br /&gt;249. Rufus Wainwright&lt;br /&gt;250. Justin Chatwin&lt;br /&gt;251. Chris Noth&lt;br /&gt;252. Jack White&lt;br /&gt;253. Matthew McFadyen?&lt;br /&gt;254. Seth Green&lt;br /&gt;255. Seth Rogan&lt;br /&gt;256. Josh Beckett?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;257. Damon Lindelof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;258. JJ Abrams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;259. Chris Pine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* - I'm not into necro.&lt;br /&gt;** - Pretty sure he's hit Britney Spears, so that would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of persuasion.&lt;br /&gt;*** - Good chunk of my teen years were spent drooling over him every Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;**** - I respect him way too much. He's a brilliant man, and I adore him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-8917788337181933781?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8917788337181933781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=8917788337181933781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/8917788337181933781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/8917788337181933781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-list.html' title='Another list.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-148506936737458964</id><published>2009-08-14T23:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:50:23.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan♥;;</title><content type='html'>"The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed."&lt;br /&gt;1) Look at the list and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt; those you have read.&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italicize&lt;/span&gt; those you intend to read.&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;u&gt;Underline&lt;/u&gt; the books you LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strike&gt;Strike&lt;/strike&gt; out the books you have no intention of ever reading, or were forced to read at school and hated.&lt;br /&gt;5) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who've read 6 and force books upon them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - I got half way through the 2nd book and couldnt go on .. ugghhh torture&lt;br /&gt;3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 The Harry Potter Series - JK Rowling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 The Bible&lt;/span&gt; - a good chunk of it for university lit. anyway&lt;br /&gt;7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell&lt;/span&gt; - I was actually thinking about this today. Maybe I'll go pick up a copy or .. go to a library? .. eek.&lt;br /&gt;9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Tess of the D'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14 Complete Works of Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 The Time Traveller's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;20 Middlemarch - George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;/strike&gt; - sounds depressing. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25 The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame&lt;br /&gt;31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 Emma - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;35 Persuasion - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 Captain Corelli's Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres&lt;br /&gt;39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;41 Animal Farm - George Orwell&lt;/strike&gt; - i have hate for talking animals. thank you, disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving&lt;br /&gt;45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;46 Anne of Green Gables - L.M. Montgomery&lt;br /&gt;47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;48 The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood&lt;/span&gt; - I can't remember if I've actually read this one or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;br /&gt;51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;52 Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon&lt;br /&gt;60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;br /&gt;65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;68 Bridget Jones's Diary - Helen Fielding&lt;br /&gt;69 Midnight's Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt; - another one, I think I may have read parts of it when I was 8 but obviously too young to understand it all&lt;br /&gt;72 Dracula - Bram Stoker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;75 Ulysses - James Joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;78 Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;80 Possession - AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker&lt;br /&gt;84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;br /&gt;85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert&lt;br /&gt;86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;87 Charlotte's Web - EB White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;br /&gt;93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;94 Watership Down - Richard Adams&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt;96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - there aren't enough underlines for this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this obviously isn't LJ. I think I'm gonna use this as a base or starting point for my reading list. Which I haven't made. But will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-148506936737458964?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/148506936737458964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=148506936737458964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/148506936737458964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/148506936737458964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/hopped-off-plane-at-lax-with-dream-and.html' title='Hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan&amp;hearts;;;'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-6205612388578487726</id><published>2009-07-01T01:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:40:09.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Stories of Unrequited Love./Breaking Hearts and Making Boys Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There's only one time in my life when I (admittedly half-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heartedly&lt;/span&gt;) threw myself at someone and didn't receive open affection in return. A little rejection is good for the ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're not going to delve into that one tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than once, however, I've been on the other side of unrequited love - the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unrequitor&lt;/span&gt;, I suppose (as my spell-check informs me that is in fact, not a word.) I could name names and point fingers, but I think I'll refrain. Most people who read this will already have some idea as to whom the individuals were. Twice I was pressured into so-called 'going out' with someone when I did not feel the same way they did about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately both their names start with the same initial, so I'm going to have to get creative with the aliases ... T - wrote me love letters for a year (or more, I can't remember). I moved away, he cried. We lost touch for a bit, and then spent a few days together one summer, which re-opened his can of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Justinelove&lt;/span&gt; (that's what I'm calling it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;), and hardly a day went by that we did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; or email each other. Then he got a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Notoriously, girlfriends do not like me. As Sarah and I used to say, we form the Whores Who Everyone Hates Club, we don't steal boyfriends, we just give them something better to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;This girlfriend read his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;IM's&lt;/span&gt; and emails. Oh joy. Needless to say, he had to stop talking to me if he wanted to keep getting laid. The last time we 'talked', and I say that lightly, it was because the girlfriend messaged me over facebook to stop requesting to be his friend. I messaged him, told him to get his bitch a muzzle. We amicably agreed that what she was so upset about wasn't a big deal to either of us, and that she really just needed to move on. But we still don't talk. He says it's because of my 'shenanigans' - drinking, having fun ... yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those&lt;/span&gt; shenanigans. (He was probably referencing the night I found out my unrequited love was dating another girl, and I got drunk and made out with Red Shirt Guy [still don't know his name]. But he wouldn't admit to it, because it overlapped with when he was dating the girlfriend, and it would mean admitting he had feelings for me at the time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G's story took place over a much shorter period of time. I was dating his best friend, J, and everyday he would walk home with us. He saw how badly I was being treated by J, but stood by and watched, and when J and I finally broke up (after I had cheated on him with W - God rest his soul - and avoided him for half a summer), he saw it as his opportunity. He was a great friend, and I never wanted anything more than that from him. It was very picturesque - perfect setting for a scene in a movie - when I made him cry.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me out. I said no.&lt;br /&gt;I felt really, really, really bad about it too so when he got teary eyed I caved and said fine. It lasted about 12 hours, until the next morning, when I - having gone home knowing what I'd done was wrong (I didn't like him! Why should I play with his feelings like this?), and thinking about it all night - told him I couldn't go out with him. I don't remember the exact details but our friendship didn't recover from that. Last thing I heard was his brother (whom I adored) went crazy and tried to kill his family by unhooking the gas. But it was probably just a rumour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others - ones I don't have defining moments of and I'm still friends with - so writing about it would be kind of, maybe, very, very awkward at this time. One day their stories will see the light of day. But they're not over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note/QOTB on making people cry: One time in 12th grade, I made a list of all the people I could remember that I had made cry. It wasn't a short list, and it was depressing. Does that make me a bad person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-6205612388578487726?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6205612388578487726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=6205612388578487726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/6205612388578487726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/6205612388578487726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-challenge-stories-of-unrequited.html' title='Blog Challenge: Stories of Unrequited Love./Breaking Hearts and Making Boys Cry'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-1917361380224572175</id><published>2009-06-25T21:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:54:45.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Share it fairly, but don't take a slice of my pie.</title><content type='html'>How is a person supposed to even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;afford&lt;/span&gt; to go to school when tuition goes up nearly $1,000 from one year to the next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niagara College Board of Governors voted an increase to tuition fees in February of this year, despite Student Governor Dan Tweyman's objections - he tried to declare it a conflict of interest, and was overruled by the Board's Chair, Michael Scott. Here's a link to the &lt;a href="http://www.niagaracollege.ca/bog/minutes/bog_february_2009_minutes.pdf"&gt;meeting's minutes&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://www.niagaracollege.ca/bog/"&gt;Board's website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plainly, this is outrageous. They have, of course, raised them well below the percentage caps set by the province, and that will be their selling point. That does not make it any less unreasonable, especially with the economy in its current situation. If anything, fees should be brought down as much as reasonably possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-1917361380224572175?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1917361380224572175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=1917361380224572175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/1917361380224572175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/1917361380224572175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/share-it-fairly-but-dont-take-slice-of.html' title='Share it fairly, but don&apos;t take a slice of my pie.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-149078432719743161</id><published>2009-06-16T23:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:10:07.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was inadvertently tagged to do a six word memoir blog, but I really don't think I could ever sum up anything in my life in just six words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone wants to do it ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Write your own six word memoir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to the original post if possible, so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Tag five more blogs with links&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. And don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I tag anyone who reads this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-149078432719743161?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/149078432719743161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=149078432719743161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/149078432719743161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/149078432719743161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-inadvertently-tagged-to-do-six.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-1080196376446166546</id><published>2009-05-27T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:29:08.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We got everything we need right here, and everything we need is enough.</title><content type='html'>I think I'm done dicking around. I wouldn't say that I've wasted the past two years since graduation, but I sure haven't done a lot. Didn't like Brock, didn't have money for term 2 at Niagara, I've had 4 different jobs, and then there's all that invaluable personal growth and development in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as my account with Ontario Colleges is reset, I'm applying to Print Journalism at Niagara. I'm done applying and trying to do things because other people think I would be good at it or it will get me a good job. I don't care how much money I make. Life is about more than the paycheck every two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to enjoy what I do for a living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-1080196376446166546?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1080196376446166546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=1080196376446166546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/1080196376446166546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/1080196376446166546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-got-everything-we-need-right-here.html' title='We got everything we need right here, and everything we need is enough.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-6130417492861463377</id><published>2009-05-12T22:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:38:54.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, we were born to run.</title><content type='html'>I have a very strong need for freedom and independence. I hate when I'm put in positions that don't allow me to express and fulfill those desires so necessary to my being. For almost a year, I've been fighting the urge to take off running - get on a greyhound, disappear. Just run. Leave everyone and everything behind. I have no plan, no idea what I would do when I got where I was going or when I ran out of money. I think about how far I'd get with just what I have in the bank, what little town in northern ontario I'd end up in, taking a job as a waitress or a cashier at some little place to buy my next bus ticket, get to the next town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I remember all those big dreams I had not so long ago. I still want to do those things. I think I just can't do them the same way everyone else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain, I'm always gonna wanna make it move, always gonna be an uphill battle, sometimes I'm gonna have to lose. Ain't about how fast I get there, ain't about what's on the other side, &lt;/span&gt;it's the climb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-6130417492861463377?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6130417492861463377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=6130417492861463377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/6130417492861463377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/6130417492861463377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-we-were-born-to-run.html' title='Baby, we were born to run.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-293754217831069379</id><published>2009-04-07T01:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:18:36.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why's everything gotta be so intense with me?</title><content type='html'>I'm not invulnerable. One day, I'm going to die. One day, everyone I know, will be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but tonight that really hit me hard and all I could think was that I was wasting my time. That I don't have infinite amounts of it, and I'm wasting the little I have. And that hurts so deep down, I just want to numb it out. Want to do a few things I haven't done in a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-293754217831069379?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/293754217831069379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=293754217831069379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/293754217831069379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/293754217831069379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/whys-everything-gotta-be-so-intense.html' title='Why&apos;s everything gotta be so intense with me?'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-4777447774814879618</id><published>2009-03-06T03:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T03:10:58.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation: Husky Trusty Love</title><content type='html'>I'm incredibly tired, heading to bed, and I was going to leave this until tomorrow (aka after I sleep) but I might as well do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed 'no facebook for three days', and to avoid boycott from Ryan, I am 2 hours and 10 minutes into a 36 hour, no facebook punishment. (The title of this post is what Ryan called it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-4777447774814879618?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4777447774814879618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=4777447774814879618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/4777447774814879618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/4777447774814879618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/operation-husky-trusty-love.html' title='Operation: Husky Trusty Love'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-3295219213694029791</id><published>2009-03-03T03:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:49:55.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconditionally.</title><content type='html'>Love never dies. Why do I relish heartache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, I am currently going cold-turkey with Facebook for 3 days with Ryan. It's been pretty tough so far, and it's only been 12 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-3295219213694029791?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3295219213694029791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=3295219213694029791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/3295219213694029791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/3295219213694029791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/unconditionally.html' title='Unconditionally.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-5700461537551777184</id><published>2009-02-26T16:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:11:32.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here she comes.</title><content type='html'>Student loans do not cover textbooks. The naive student, freshman, is lured into debt by attractive government student loans that tell them they can go to school for free now, and just have to pay the money back later. You can even get interest relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As my husband was still not working (it took in excess of six months for him to receive his teacher's license from the Nova Scotia Department of Education), he once again applied for interest relief. He was denied, based on my income - apparently, they base their entitlement eligibility guidelines on HOUSEHOLD INCOME (i.e. I should pay my husband's student loan payments), but do not factor in HOUSEHOLD STUDENT LOAN DEBT (i.e. they did not take into account that, out of my $38,000 a year income, student loan payments of close to $400 a month were already being taken out). At the time, his rate of loan repayment was $525 per month. If his individual loans were $915 per month and he earned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;$38,000 a year he would qualify for interest relief - but they refused to factor in my student loans when calculating his rate of repayment, despite the fact that they were more than ready to factor in my income. With no alternative, his loan went into default.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[http://members.shaw.ca/frasie/bad.htm]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two years, I have been underfunded by OSAP, and forced to withdraw from my programs at both a university and college level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, we received our statement of student loan interest for income tax purposes. We could cry - after three years of paying these peopole between $360 and $390 per month (depending upon interest rates), I owe them exactly $641 less than I did when I graduated. After two and a half years of paying $270 per month, my husband owes them close to $4000 more than he did when he graduated (since his federal loan is in default, it continues to accumulate interest, and the interest builds at a greater rate than the principal on his provincial loans decreases). We had a long hard look at our situation today - every month, over $600 goes out of our meagre $2400 per month income for student loans, but we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are no closer to paying them off. My god - we've paid them over $17,000 over the past several years, and we actually owe them more today than when we graduated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone asked the question - if you could go back in time, and choose not go to university, would you? To that, we both answer a resounding yes. I was making $38,000 a year in a job that required a Grade 12 education. Now I make $55,000 a year in a job that requires a Grade 12 education. We look at the people we graduated high school with, who are making $12 or $15 an hour, and enjoying a higher standard of living than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we are. And I look at colleauges in the federal government who were hired with a high school diploma, only to be granted Education Leave to attend university (last year a friend of mine was given full tuition and books, plus 70% of her $48,000 salary, to go back to school and get an undergraduate degree). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[^Source]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently owe somewhere between $4,000 and $7,000 in student loans, maybe more. If I had continued in university, I would have owed at least $25,000 by the end of my four years. And what would I do with a BA in Political Science anyway? Between finding a job, and paying back my student loan, I would have been in debt for the next ten to fifteen years after graduating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who started post-secondary school, and had other opportunities, great opportunities for employment where they are making much more than they would have with their degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universities are sinkholes. Colleges are only better if you're footing the bill yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students, ESPECIALLY first generation students and those from low-income families, should be made more aware of the realities of government student loans before they are put into greater debt than their parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-5700461537551777184?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5700461537551777184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=5700461537551777184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5700461537551777184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5700461537551777184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/student-loans-do-not-cover-textbooks.html' title='Here she comes.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-5213552986597011346</id><published>2009-02-25T22:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:58:17.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A long, long time ago, I can still remember how the music used to make me smile.</title><content type='html'>When do you let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, whatever it is that leads you to the conclusion that you must let something go, how do you do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you let best friends go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years of silence, of feud. There are deep roots, and deeper scars. But none of it matters now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have let him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tempted to erase this, and not post it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-5213552986597011346?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAsV5-Hv-7U&amp;feature=related' title='A long, long time ago, I can still remember how the music used to make me smile.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5213552986597011346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=5213552986597011346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5213552986597011346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5213552986597011346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/long-long-time-ago-i-can-still-remember.html' title='A long, long time ago, I can still remember how the music used to make me smile.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-5285910361941225100</id><published>2009-02-20T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T13:09:25.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Engines stop running, but I have no fear. London is drowning and I, I live by the river.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I sent my resume and a cover letter to the RCMP for a position in Yellowknife. This morning, I had an email back from them saying they could not open my resume and could I resend it. Needless to say, I have just spent the past half hour reformatting my resume in gmail, and sent it two minutes ago. Most employers wouldn't write back requesting your resume if they couldn't open it, so I'm taking this as a good sign. Also freaking out a little bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-5285910361941225100?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FiVvA9YQpiI' title='Engines stop running, but I have no fear. London is drowning and I, I live by the river.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5285910361941225100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=5285910361941225100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5285910361941225100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5285910361941225100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/engines-stop-running-but-i-have-no-fear.html' title='Engines stop running, but I have no fear. London is drowning and I, I live by the river.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-5481485567394587778</id><published>2009-01-30T00:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:35:58.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Immaculate Destruction</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a girl. She laughed a lot, and did things - whatever she cared to do - impulsively and on a whim. And she hurt a lot of people who were close to her. "Do you not think about what you do?" they would ask. "Don't you see how your actions affect everyone else?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the error in her ways, she tried to be more calm, to make everyone else happy, and do the things she was told a girl should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time, she became unhappy. "I'm doing everything I'm supposed to," she would think to herself. "Why am I not happy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She realized she was trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be someone she truthfully, deep down, was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have betrayed you," she said. But by now, there was only a dying flicker, and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wisp&lt;/span&gt; of smoke, of the boisterous, fearless, unruly girl she once was in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be free, live again!" she urged the dull glow. "What do I do to give you life once more?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-5481485567394587778?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5481485567394587778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=5481485567394587778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5481485567394587778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/5481485567394587778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/01/immaculate-destruction.html' title='Immaculate Destruction'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-6476805847692925732</id><published>2009-01-27T23:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:23:32.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They all knew at a glance, when he took up his Stance, that he sailed in the Irish Rover.</title><content type='html'>Every time I turn around, it seems like someone I know is getting engaged, having a baby, or getting married. Shouldn't I be too? Or is everyone else just in too much of a rush?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-6476805847692925732?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6476805847692925732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=661037956272191541&amp;postID=6476805847692925732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/6476805847692925732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/6476805847692925732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/01/they-all-knew-at-glance-when-he-took-up.html' title='They all knew at a glance, when he took up his Stance, that he sailed in the Irish Rover.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661037956272191541.post-7897568657239524793</id><published>2009-01-24T11:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T02:53:47.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep deprived'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightmares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissociative disorder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Am Legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep sleep deprivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional break'/><title type='text'>You're not Ulysses, baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my first blog on blogger.com. I've had blogs on other blogging sites, but they've all fallen to the wayside. I'm going to try and keep this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should lay down the ground rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going through some really confusing times right now. My birthday is on Monday, and I will be twenty-one. Two weeks ago, I had an emotional breakdown while in my program coordinator's office. It was stress, PMS ... Either way, she called the school health office, and the nurse there had me book an appointment with the counsellor.  That appointment is on Monday, at 12:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been debating whether to go. I've been debating a lot of things lately. Am I crazy, did I finally break? Should I keep going in my school work, when half the time I can't bring myself to leave my house to go to school, or I leave and purposely miss the bus - always self-sabotage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It boils down to ... either I am depressed, have a dissociative disorder, or am severely sleep deprived. The last one, I know, is confusing, because I sleep every night. But it's possible, they say, that a person can sleep but never get into the all-important deep sleep that regenerates, repairs, and rests a person. They say not getting enough deep sleep can lead to symptoms of both depression and dissociative disorders. I'm hoping that's true. I'm hoping I'm just sleep deprived. It will make treatment a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment for what? Well, my dreams are very realistic. So realistic, in fact, and so mundane, that when I remember them during the day, I remember them as memories - as if they had actually happened. On more than one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;, I have done something, or talked to someone about something - a conversation we had in my memory, and had them tell me it never happened. In my memory, I had a conversation with my friend over msn, about what her doctor had recommended for treatment of her SHS (snapping hip). She told me that he suggested she join a yoga class. I also have problems with my hip, and my doctor had suggested physiotherapy, but yoga seemed like a good alternative. So a few days later, I found a posting for a yoga class in our neighbourhood that was just starting up. I messaged her about it, and she told me her doctor didn't tell her to do yoga, and that our conversation had never happened. I was so adamant that it had, I combed through our chat log. Sure enough, there was no previous conversation between us about yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that had been just a one-time thing, I would have been able to forget about it. During this last week, I woke up and remembered that my sister had told me there was a letter on the kitchen table for me. I checked the table for the letter, but couldn't find it. Thinking to myself, I remembered the stuff on the table being different, arranged differently, and came to the realization that it was probably a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, for the longest time, I had terrifying nightmares. Probably from the time I was two or three, until I was six or older. They never really stopped, I just learned to deal with them. Last year, I had recurring nightmares about zombies because of the movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't pretend to know what it all means, what it means for my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know, I can't continue like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661037956272191541-7897568657239524793?l=thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QdGGqScwe4w' title='You&apos;re not Ulysses, baby.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/7897568657239524793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661037956272191541/posts/default/7897568657239524793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisgirlsjourney2009.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-not-ulysses-baby.html' title='You&apos;re not Ulysses, baby.'/><author><name>Justine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9P9Jp6_vBO4/SY3mw5OezII/AAAAAAAAABg/bPdm0doJoe4/S220/peace+lime.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
