tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61015372011-09-12T20:29:09.369-04:00a little happy place to post my ramblings for all the world to see, should they choose to take on such a feat.Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comBlogger5171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-36305625095195615162010-01-07T18:22:00.002-05:002010-01-07T18:31:01.306-05:00

The University of Baltimore (where I've applied to grad school) is taking way too long to respond. I guess if I don't hear from them by tomorrow (since it's been the 2-3 weeks they said it would take) I'll call them again Monday. I'm getting a little antsy to find out where my life is going to take me next. Though hanging out with all my good friends and my new(er) crew lately has been

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-30221058533979597792010-01-01T21:54:00.003-05:002010-01-01T23:22:20.629-05:00

My annual New Year's-ish survey seems like a good place to start blogging again. If I actually decide to make this a habit. We'll see.1.What did you do in 2009 that you'd never done before? Got an internship, tried a long-distance relationship, took a vacation (complete with airplane flight) by myself...2. Did you keep your New Year's resolutions and will you make more for next (this) year? I

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-35856521333546457652009-07-27T23:54:00.002-04:002009-07-28T00:27:37.970-04:00

All attempts to keep this up to date on a more regular basis appear to have failed miserably. I am, however, writing elsewhere, working on a story among other things. My goal for the summer was to build an adequate portfolio to send out to grad schools; of course this would be the time that my muse gives me the idea for a big project that will certainly exceed the 15-20 page limit that most

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-39879600698208706732009-06-24T20:00:00.002-04:002009-06-24T20:24:50.929-04:00

Three weeks into living at Jeff's and so far everything seems to be going all right. I haven't spent as much time being bored and lonely as I first anticipated; Jon's been driving up when I don't have to work and I've made the trek down to see him a few times as well (though I only had to drive once thus far). He starts class next week, so I imagine things will change, but I don't know how much

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-34912569495901977582009-05-22T11:56:00.002-04:002009-05-22T12:19:28.771-04:00

It's been decided (by me) that I'll be going to live with Jeff for a few months; Jon wanted me to come with him but I've decided that it's just too soon. So he's going to stay with his friend Chuck (he's going to one of the branch campuses now since the Lansing campus was already full) and we're going to try the long-distance thing.In some ways I'm disappointed. I was very much ready to give ON

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-51482094572553402782009-04-27T11:06:00.003-04:002009-04-27T11:18:22.791-04:00

Still just waiting for the time to pass, mostly. It's a crappy way to live life, wanting days and weeks of it to be over when (at least from what I keep hearing) the whole thing goes by so fast anyway. I've cashed in some of my PTO at work to get a bigger check this week and decided to stay here at my place, alone, for one more month. I figure come June first I'll either be on my way to Lansing

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-33428703737068061972009-04-06T11:17:00.004-04:002009-04-06T12:21:31.163-04:00

So it seems my roommate problems may be solved. One bit of information that I've kind of neglected to share with the class is that Jon is moving to Lansing, whether or not he gets into med school (though if he does get in it will likely be as soon as the beginning of June). And he's asked - well, more invited - me to come with him. Meanwhile the landlords are still giving me a $100/mo. break on

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-52698018292193938972009-03-28T09:49:00.004-04:002009-03-28T10:47:56.740-04:00

Wednesday I took the day off from work (not that I necessarily could afford to, but I've got almost two weeks of paid time off saved up) so that Jon and I could go to Owosso. I've been talking up the record store there for months, and I figured it'd be a good opportunity for him to meet that half of the family (especially since I met his parents before we were even official). So he met my

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-64713243302595578262009-03-26T16:40:00.004-04:002009-03-26T17:20:28.563-04:00

I really want to write something but I'm feeling completely uninspired. Maybe it's time to start sitting downtown again - though now that I think about it, nothing brilliant ever really came to me while I was there. At least, not that I can recall.I started making a playlist Tuesday of music that inspires me to write. I think right now it's got like 90 songs on it, though I've still got some

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-53028660275660874032009-03-23T19:56:00.002-04:002009-03-24T18:43:13.422-04:00

I just made dinner - first time I've actually cooked something on the stove in weeks - and now I'm waiting for Jon to get here so we can eat. It's nothing spectacular, just some Manwich sloppy joes and some macaroni and cheese. High School Musical mac and cheese, because for some reason it's cheaper than the normal Kraft stuff. Whatever ridiculous cold I've had for the last two weeks (two weeks!

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-22495043157391945762009-03-21T10:56:00.003-04:002009-03-21T11:10:39.130-04:00

I have a new goal, and that is to blog more. Ha, that sounds goofy. No, really though, I need to write more. Here's a good place to start. I've started looking at creative writing Master's programs here in MI, and so far Eastern has the coolest-sounding program. But I really need to get my crap together if I'm going to go to school again for more writing (especially since this time I'll have to

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-3950545227960013722009-02-18T16:22:00.002-05:002009-02-18T17:15:57.539-05:00

So I'm making this post before a month has gone by, because I'm excited about my new toy... My mom got me a netbook for graduation (finally) and so I'm sitting in my living room using it while Anna hogs my desktop to look for jobs. Except I don't think that's what she's actually doing. Eh...So I guess I should get back to my "story." I don't know how much of it I should tell since part of it is

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-38244417371389340392009-02-09T16:46:00.004-05:002009-02-18T16:22:10.866-05:00

Well, now that I've let an entire month go by without a post, I should probably get something down if I'm going to continue telling people I have a blog. Not that I've told anyone lately. Regardless, it's February, and as usual I detest February and the unpleasant events it brings. For example, I went over on my minutes on my phone for the first time EVER since I got the phone 3 years ago - and

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-91272727820295167632009-01-05T10:41:00.002-05:002009-01-05T10:55:13.291-05:00

New Year's Eve was spent at my mom's house with her and Ed, because apparently there were no real parties this year (though Dan did invite me to come out to the one he was at - I couldn't really see how to accept that without causing all sorts of trouble though, so I didn't) and I wasn't really in the mood for a quiet one alone. We watched the ball drop, then played Uno Attack (I lost terribly)

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-80126020430329995242008-12-30T20:14:00.006-05:002009-01-05T10:41:12.763-05:00

1.What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before? Took a road trip across the country, among other things. Spent a night in Vegas and watched the sunrise while driving across Nevada (which is ridiculously flat).2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions and will you make more for next year? I wish I remember what my resolutions were. I might make some but I usually forget them. 3. What

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-62387078939270811482008-12-28T22:43:00.002-05:002008-12-28T22:57:17.500-05:00

As of December 12 I am officially graduated. As of this week Christmas season is officially over (actually, it might not end officially in retail world until the new year, but the worst is over). Yay for slow season. Though it sounds like slow season is going to be particularly bad this year.And the word on the street is that Tuesday morning my brother and his family are starting the drive back

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-34250571734060364662008-12-04T20:46:00.003-05:002008-12-04T21:13:57.639-05:00

Eight (8!) days to go. I can definitely tell that the end of the semester is coming; the work is piling up and I'm just pushing my way through it all one task at a time. Holiday season means crazy hours at work now too; I'm so glad I'm not taking the 15 credits that I had at this time last year. The only things I've got to worry about now are a 20-minute group presentation in my infant psych

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-75242684574833628062008-11-18T10:29:00.002-05:002008-11-18T10:50:12.804-05:00

24 days to go, and things keep getting more and more complicated. Dan is coming up for the weekend that I graduate though, which is pretty cool. And I'm thinking of committing some sort of celebratory act in honor of said graduation on Dec. 13th for anyone who might be interested; I have no idea where yet. But I only have to attend class 6 more days and that brings me great joy. :PAnd it's

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-75201437217848203702008-11-02T13:23:00.003-05:002008-11-02T14:21:23.359-05:00

November has arrived, which brings me down to 40 days until graduation. I went and got my cap, tassel and gown last Wednesday... I should probably get them out of the back of my car and hang them up. I calculated, and I only have to attend class 12 more times, including exams. Woo!Uh... I was a flapper for Halloween, and my costume turned out pretty cool. I bought a dress from a thrift store and

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-29856203587243390022008-10-23T11:08:00.004-04:002008-10-23T11:39:43.493-04:00

The last week or so has been...full. It's Thursday already; work screwed up my schedule, so while my copy (emailed straight from their computer) says I should be there now, the computer in the store says I don't come in til 1pm. I wish they would just accept that their new 40-some million-dollar software program blows and go back to the old way; I'd much rather be doing my time now and getting it

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-29088869041415930962008-10-21T10:36:00.001-04:002008-10-21T10:37:57.183-04:00

...Sometimes, I really wonder if I'm a bad person.52 days to go.

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-19463002546550183592008-10-09T18:39:00.002-04:002008-10-09T18:51:17.666-04:00

64 days; week 7 is over. A ridiculous week at that. Monday I worked a split shift, which means I was at work or school (or in transit) from 10am til 11pm. Tuesday I worked 830am til 730pm then spent about three hours of my evening in the emergency room with Jake and his mom (he's gonna be fine, hopefully - not an injury, but... an illness, if you will). We watched the last half hour or so of the

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-74264626338683595762008-10-03T14:37:00.004-04:002008-10-05T10:55:44.470-04:00

Life continues on, as usual. Today would make 70 days to go before I get my fancy piece of paper. I actually had to turn the furnace on last night, which was not a happy occasion. Our electric bill is probably going to increase by about $40 a month now...ugh.It seems like a lot of little annoying things keep happening lately. Not big things, just annoying little things that stack up and make me

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-10717026818011051402008-09-23T19:57:00.002-04:002008-09-23T20:20:39.080-04:00

I should be doing homework; you can see what I'm doing instead. I also did a countdown of how many days stand between me and graduation; I think the count for today is somewhere around 80. I will have to attend class on roughly 22 of those days. I went to Jamie's bridal shower last weekend; it was fun. I actually scored better on their "how well do you know Josh and Jamie?" quiz than Josh's mom

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-43840677310224229352008-09-08T11:06:00.002-04:002008-09-08T11:49:16.722-04:00

Recent events of interest:Well, really, you'll have to decide whether it's interesting or not.So far classes look like they'll be reasonably easy, aside from all the reading. I tried to do one of the chapter readings for my Motivation class last night and couldn't get through it because I kept nodding off. It was one of the driest and most dull things I've had to read yet. On a happier note, I

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-90323067957336460272008-08-25T20:10:00.003-04:002008-08-25T20:18:10.430-04:00

Well today started the first day of my last semester at SVSU. Class went uneventfully; one will be pretty easy and the other likely won't be too bad if I keep up on all the reading. Wednesday I'll have my third class, which I'm looking forward to at least a little because I know two of my friends will be in it. Last week, as I mentioned, I took the whole week off; I pretty much did nothing the

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-39093659338605698712008-08-11T13:26:00.003-04:002008-08-11T13:29:01.129-04:00

Two things:1) I finally got my audit results back today. Pending my three fall classes, I officially get to graduate in December. Woo hoo!2) I took next week (August 18-23) off from work. No special plans yet, except possibly Ren Fest on the 18th, so if you want to do something lemme know before the calendar fills up. :P

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-80626890003999882612008-08-08T17:52:00.003-04:002008-08-11T13:25:44.425-04:00

Click it. Watch it. Enjoy it.

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-66449871325100389652008-08-03T17:27:00.002-04:002008-08-03T17:51:48.391-04:00

I just wrote a new short story. I feel incredibly accomplished; I don't even care if it's good or not. I'm just thrilled that I actually finished something. Jeff has resurfaced as of late; they've changed his work schedule yet again so I've been seeing more of him. Yesterday we went to the mall and today we hit up Barnes and Noble. And I'm proud to say that I didn't buy anything (except some

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-63158730676573895052008-07-24T16:03:00.003-04:002008-07-24T16:37:43.417-04:00

I wish more people still blogged. You know, with real words instead of pictures.Hours are pretty light at work this week and next. I'm still getting about 30 per week, but last year at this time I was getting 40... the paychecks were much nicer. I don't think I've worked a 40-hour week since Christmas.I went and paid my $46.50 in tuition at SVSU today. Got a few more pictures for my scrapbook

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-79633090103299773672008-07-16T12:58:00.002-04:002008-07-16T13:47:07.806-04:00

Well, nothing much to report. I've been working as usual. For the 4th of July Jake and I just went down to the river to watch the show there (we got some great pictures of the fireworks and a few shots of the river at night). Saturday I hung out with my mom; we drove around Saginaw, hit Subway and a couple thrift stores. Then she happened to ask me about a church that my friend Jasper had shown

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-59626774302911087852008-06-30T11:09:00.004-04:002008-06-30T12:20:21.326-04:00

Friday (the 27th) was Jake's and my one-year anniversary. We went up to Traverse City to celebrate; we've decided that taking trips together would be better than getting each other presents. So Friday around noon we left here, made it up to Traverse City at almost exactly 3pm, and checked into our hotel. Then we went downtown to walk around. We stopped to have lunch at a bar which I believe was

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-10229760678694655102008-06-30T11:03:00.001-04:002008-06-30T11:05:19.813-04:00

I want this. Though any of the orchid plants would do just as nicely.

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-55735652001458061662008-06-24T19:09:00.004-04:002008-06-24T20:03:33.147-04:00

In light of the ridiculous gas price situation, I just wanted to express my satisfaction with having gotten over 325 miles out of my most recent tank of gas... I usually get about 260, when I'm fortunate. How, might you ask, did I do that? Well, apparently there is some truth to the notion that changing your driving habits will save you gas.This page has a few things you can do; I can't find one

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-73682324923901127982008-06-17T18:47:00.002-04:002008-06-17T18:49:30.046-04:00

I made my dad a mix tape (well, CD) for Father's Day. Is that weird?I have no reason to believe that he will or will not like any of the music on it. Heck, maybe he'll never listen to it. But I figured maybe since he's in a band now, he might want to expand his musical tastes (maybe?).I'm almost afraid to ask him what he thinks of it.

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-60138660552484544872008-06-09T23:47:00.003-04:002008-06-10T00:57:03.816-04:00

Yesterday was the Raconteurs concert in Detroit. There were three main things keeping it from being practically perfect:1. The ghetto construction signage along I-75. In fact, the whole construction scenario is stupid and ridiculous. Luckily we left hours early and Jake knows how to read a map, since on the way home our goal of returning to north 75 was thwarted by signs which directed us onto 94

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-66040215425833436832008-06-04T13:04:00.002-04:002008-06-04T13:19:56.037-04:00

Lately I have been...working. We had to do inventory on Sunday; Monday night we had to rearrange the store for new merchandise and yesterday we had to put out about 7,500 new pieces. But I picked up some extra hours which should mean a few more dollars in my next paycheck.Friday night Jake's brother Caleb and his g/f Elaine hosted an 80's themed party; I pretty much went all out (or at least as

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-85480664469940647312008-05-27T18:44:00.002-04:002008-05-27T19:20:20.053-04:00

Lately I find myself appreciating certain things more than usual. Things I usually take for granted - I really am a pretty fortunate person. I don't really want to make a list here, because that seems sort of trite, and I'll feel pressure to think of every single thing/person I appreciate to some degree or another. I also find myself looking at the "bigger picture" more, and how everything in my

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-20920369363887436312008-05-23T15:09:00.003-04:002008-05-23T15:27:02.757-04:00

Gas is up to $4.18 a gallon - up an entire dollar since January. Our government sucks. And I won't be taking any trips for leisure any time soon (unless my destination is within walking distance).I've also acquired a cold, which I'm not pleased about. But at least the weather is finally starting to behave. Last Friday I went to a prom-themed party hosted by the Red Eye (which was pretty exciting

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-76827966349542697002008-05-14T16:46:00.002-04:002008-05-14T17:57:41.538-04:00

Guess who got their tax rebate today! Yes, that would be me. I went online to check my account balance this morning, since it's pay day, and was thrilled to find that there was about double what I was anticipating. Of course the first thing I did (after paying some bills) was go shopping for clothes. I bought two things that I'd seen at the mall Sunday but was too poor to buy at the time. I want

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-61167188439134012892008-05-02T16:01:00.005-04:002008-05-02T16:41:40.732-04:00

This is officially my 500th post. Congratulations to me.I think in honor of that, I'm actually going to start saving and removing archives (for real this time). The list of months in the side bar is getting just a little too long for comfort.Speaking of comfort, I really need to get a better computer chair.My last exam of the semester was Wednesday at 4pm; I spent at least two of the three hours

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-83381754994143020852008-04-30T17:32:00.002-04:002008-04-30T17:32:39.487-04:00

I just wanted to take a minute and inform everyone that I am done. My summer has OFFICIALLY STARTED. WOO!

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-66522137633393511602008-04-28T12:00:00.003-04:002008-04-28T12:18:58.404-04:00

I have to be brief; I have a paper to edit before work at 2pm.It's exam week, as I'm sure many of you have noticed... I've got two more to go - one tomorrow night and one Wednesday afternoon - and a large paper to finish. However, I took next Saturday and Sunday off for some partying and I really want some people to party with me... who's interested? I might even be willing to drive to Mt. P. if

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-27788940493034056532008-04-17T18:01:00.004-04:002008-04-17T18:11:22.948-04:00

In order to celebrate the beautiful weather today I went and got a hair-trim and bought a copy of Juno after work. I'm feeling pretty good about both events.Our regional manager visited our ON last Tuesday for the first time ever. He actually commended the shipment team for consistently hitting our units-per-hour goal and filled out a little recognition card to me for being their leader. Sure

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-69024504762196161652008-04-11T14:54:00.005-04:002008-04-17T18:12:33.282-04:00

Nineteen days left in my semester. That's just under 3 weeks. My brain is happy about that. Unfortunately in the next 4 days I have to come up with a decent draft of a paper that's worth 25% of my grade in my African American lit. class. I'm feeling a little bit of pressure there. Lucky for me the professor will go over the draft as many times as I bring it to him, but with work and etc., I don't

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-46571488365130616432008-04-06T16:11:00.001-04:002008-04-06T16:12:37.434-04:00

My brother's wife had their baby boy - 7 lbs., 11 oz. - yesterday, which was also my sister's 17th birthday.I can't wait to see him!

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-19352931975750657982008-03-29T10:32:00.010-04:002008-03-29T12:28:06.955-04:00

I've been promising this for awhile, so three weeks later, here it is.We left at 6pm on a Friday night because we didn't want to wait until Saturday morning. Jake drove for something like 9 hours, taking us to southern Illinois, if I recall correctly. We slept in the car at a rest stop for a couple hours then I drove us the rest of the way to Missouri. Our first stop was the Gateway Arch in St.

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-62049739294118895422008-03-22T09:49:00.003-04:002008-03-22T09:56:50.423-04:00

I did some research on Thursday concerning the rest of my college career, and I do in fact have to wait until December to graduate. They're not offering one of the classes I need for my major until fall - an English class concerning editing, which, given my tentative career path, would probably be useful. I'm also taking an infant development class and a class on motivation to finish out my minor

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-79674594567991529662008-03-21T13:27:00.003-04:002008-03-21T14:20:54.062-04:00

I am currently doing something to my hair that I never thought I'd do - lightening it. I've decided to step away from the black and maybe get back to my natural brown, but in the mean time I'm adding some purple, which requires some pre-lightening. I hope I don't regret this...But, while I wait for the chemicals to do their thing, I figured I'd add more to my story. I was a little pissed off when

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-58906331798032313542008-03-19T22:25:00.002-04:002008-03-19T23:02:04.586-04:00

SO, I know I promised a spring break post, and I'll get to that. But first, allow me to inform you about all the drama currently in my life (yet another testimony as to why [most] girls piss me off).It's kind of a long story. Our landlords (this elderly-ish couple who lives upstairs in our building) have this rule where they don't let people stay the night here, especially guys. Lame, but that's

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-52500729363615233592008-03-09T17:00:00.002-04:002008-03-09T17:04:48.789-04:00

Just got back from vacation this morning; it was spectacular and details (and pictures) will come soon.First though, I need a favor as part of my homework for one of my English classes. It's just a survey; you don't have to be right or wrong or even look anything up. Just put in your answers for what you think the plural form of each word is:one syllabus, many _____one ox, many _____one fish,

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we're off to somewhere warmer. Yay!

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Every time I make goulash for dinner (usually only for myself, since no one really likes goulash) I make a couple slices of garlic toast too (toast with butter and garlic powder - gives you garlic breath like no other, but it's delicious). Now, I usually try to pace myself, so that I don't run out of garlic toast before I run out of goulash. However, I almost always get full and run out of

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I'm debating chopping my hair off again.Thoughts?

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The low temp tonight is going to be -3. And that's not even counting the wind chill.Disgusting.In other news, Jake and I leave a week from Saturday for somewhere warmer: St. Louis (to see the arch - it's basically on the way), Texas/Gulf of Mexico (for some beach/ocean exposure), and finally Arizona (to see the Grand Canyon and my brother).Do you think it's too soon to start packing?

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All right, I can't deny it anymore. I am addicted to shopping. Yeah, most of you already knew that. Shush. I was doing really well so far this month; I just paid my rent and my bills and didn't buy anything frivolous. Until Friday. I took my car in for its much-needed wheel alignment, and while I was waiting for that I walked over to Staples. And JoAnn Fabrics. And Target. Then I drove myself to

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-41470686491654932982008-02-15T22:12:00.003-05:002008-02-16T00:20:04.757-05:00

I'm taking a break from doing my homework (yes, I'm doing homework on a Friday night) because my body is tired of sitting motionlessly reading from the computer screen. I just tried out some of the Bath and Body Works stuff Jake got me for Valentine's Day (Sensual Amber) and it actually smells pretty good when it's on - I wasn't too sure about it when I smelled the bottle at the store. They're

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I did my taxes the other day (pretty amazing for someone with a track record like mine for procrastinating) and was pleased to discover that I'm actually getting a decent return back from federal this year. I still owe the state of MI, thanks in part to the middle school - I worked there from January til June and they didn't take a penny out of me for state OR federal. Which I guess isn't that

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At 6:10pm, there was still a line of orange on the horizon where previously there was blue.It's coming...

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Liz and one of her friends are smoking in the living room. I am absolutely sick of the smell of cigarette smoke. But she refuses to stop - "close your door, problem solved," she says. Every single article of my clothing and even my cat smells like smoke; it's disgusting. If only decent roommates weren't so hard to find.I've got a whole rant about that stored up, but I'm not going to get into it

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-38692221117583532332008-01-03T16:17:00.000-05:002008-01-07T09:54:11.497-05:00

my annual survey, done for several years now1.What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before? Worked full-time. Particularly while going to school. That's the big one.2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions and will you make more for next (this) year? What were my new year's resolutions for last year? I didn't bother making any this year. Though I'm sure they'd probably have something

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-89911781108425606562007-12-29T00:39:00.001-05:002007-12-29T00:56:20.756-05:00

Tonight I'm restless. It's one of the first nights I've been able to actually stay up past 11pm (without really regretting it in the morning) and I've missed it. I am, without a doubt, NOT a morning person. It also makes me miss the summertime, when I could be wandering downtown, or even just outside, without having to wear 6 layers of clothing. We got a few more inches of snow tonight; I haven't

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Well, the semester grades have all officially come in; three A's and two B's. Working full-time didn't damage my GPA as much as I'd first feared.

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I really ought to be taking a nap. ON decided that it'd be fun to schedule several of us in at 5am this morning to put up the sale signs so that all the crazy last-minute shoppers could start coming in at 7am.Tomorrow we open at 5am. Guess who has to be there at 4am? Who in Retail Land decided that we should reward people for waiting 'til the last minute to finish their Christmas shopping? Yes,

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Grades are starting to come in. So far one A, two B's. But the two B's are in the classes I was most concerned about, so I guess that's good. Next semester I am definitely taking more time off work to do homework. In more exciting news, the A is in my creative writing capstone class...pretty awesome if I may say so myself... plus my professor wants to nominate me for the Tyner Prize for "Writing

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-64938288478674468222007-11-26T20:25:00.000-05:002007-11-26T20:35:15.245-05:00

One massive 13-page sociology project done; two five-page papers are now the only things standing between me and the end of the semester (aside from finals...blah). I'm in the computer lab on break from my 7-10 poetry class. I actually got one of the chairs that still has its height-adjustment lever. I don't know if it's intentional or not, but many of the chairs in here have been raised to their

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-10475594759314986192007-11-13T17:56:00.000-05:002007-11-13T18:15:34.775-05:00

This morning I learned how many miles my car can go once the low gas light comes on.For the record, in the city it's about 25.Lucky for me I noticed the accelerator wasn't doing its job anymore, and that there was a gas station right up on the left. Lucky for me the lanes were clear for turning and my car had enough momentum to coast right up to an empty pump even though the engine had shut

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So I think the 4-year anniversary of this blog-site here is fast-approaching. Yay...The Christmas season is upon us in the retail world and I'm not excited about that. Next week our truck is going to have something like 11,000 units on it... Is it too soon to call in sick for Tuesday?Jeff was in town the other night. We went to the Red Eye like old times but Jake and I both had to get up early

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-16085428982128504462007-10-27T10:45:00.000-04:002007-10-27T11:04:40.598-04:00

is anybody out there?I feel like I'm starting to lose touch with everyone. The only one I talk to on a semi-regular basis is Ryan, and that's usually only because he's thoughtful enough to call me once in awhile and insist that I call him back. I did hear from Jeff the other day and I thought we were going to make the trip to Mt P last night, but Ryan is having car problems again and mine's not

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Last week may just have been the busiest/most exhausting week of my life. I had two papers due. I worked 40 hours. Between school and work, in fact, I haven't had a day off in almost 3 weeks. Actually, by this Saturday, it will have been 3 weeks. I have trouble staying up past 10 or 1030pm anymore. But I can't ever complain that I'm bored.Anna has been leaving me hints on facebook that I should

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It's been awhile, I apologize, I guess.I think I did badly on my first test at school yesterday. Oops. I guess that happens when you don't read all the sections in the book but I'm really not getting back into "the swing of things" this semester. I don't wanna go to school anymore. Well, I do, but I want a longer break. Sociology of Aging isn't as interesting as it sounded. I'm thinking I'm going

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Well, this is it. Day one of class. I have to leave in a few minutes because I've got a few books to buy still...sigh. I saved the most expensive ones for last, boo. I might still try to locate some cheaper copies online...we'll see.On a brighter note, as of today Jake and I have been together for two whole months. Go us! I could take this opportunity to ramble about how wonderful I think he is,

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Yet again things are going in my favor financially; SVSU revised my bill and only charged me $90 instead of the original $369 I expected to owe. Now I have more money to buy books, woo! Ugg. School starts in a week and a half. I'm not excited. Slightly intrigued, maybe, but not excited. On a brighter note, the weekend before that Jake and I are going to the Renaissance Festival with his friend

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-38128702242592892762007-08-07T14:40:00.000-04:002007-08-07T20:10:36.462-04:00

Maybe it's karma, I don't know, but I looked at my financial situation again and realized that I'd miscalculated on my bills. Instead of having $17 left over, I had $50. Plus my paycheck tomorrow is going to be just over $600, which means I can pay SVSU and still have a couple hundred left over. Yessss....And Jake is back now, after much ado (well, it felt like it to me anyway). I acquired a copy

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-68623438336281521872007-08-03T12:24:00.000-04:002007-08-03T23:26:09.006-04:00

The internet is being a little goopy tonight. It's Friday night, people should be out and about, not sitting home on their computers!Except for me. I have to work tomorrow at 8am.My step-mom had both of her knees replaced a few weeks ago, and she still hasn't recovered to the point where she can comfortably ride in or drive a car. So today after work I went out and picked up the little sister and

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-24379888590707869482007-07-28T17:41:00.001-04:002007-07-28T18:13:22.403-04:00

I actually have some time to do stuff right now but I don't have the energy. I think it's safe to conclude that I am not a morning person, nor do I like having to get out of bed before 10am. Oh, the sacrifices we make for money...Next week the shipment time for our store switches from 11am to 930am. But that means the latest I'll be there in the evening is 530 instead of 7. I'll have more time to

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I have been ridiculously busy lately and I've hardly noticed the absence of internet at all (though admittedly I did cave in and use Jake's a time or two - but that was for important banking matters!...and stuff). Apparently being switched to full-time at work means they want me to work a lot more hours...huh. Really though, I can't wait for my next paycheck. It'll be about 70 hours, so roughly

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-50713577604274076462007-07-11T16:56:00.000-04:002007-07-11T17:14:24.616-04:00

We're getting the internet at our new place Friday morning. Which means I'll be able to get back in touch with all the people I'm too lazy to call/visit.Oh, and I got promoted at work, woo! I'm what they call a "full-time logistics key holder." Which means I get paid more (not sure how much more yet) to work more hours (30-40 a week, as opposed to the random 10 to 35 I got as a part-timer). I

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-78323401809378546322007-06-30T12:20:00.000-04:002007-06-30T12:32:40.076-04:00

The other day (that rainy day we had - Wednesday?) Waterside left a note on everyone's door in my section of the complex notifying us that they were going to be tearing up the parking lot Friday (in order to resurface it, even though they just did it last summer) so everyone who wanted to be able to get in and out of the parking lot had to move their cars Thursday night. I read it, then showed it

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-72528460246717967732007-06-26T01:38:00.000-04:002007-06-26T01:39:52.324-04:00

Update: WE GOT OUR APARTMENT!!Apparently after I talked to the lady, they started calling my references and they "spoke very highly" of me, so she called me back a couple hours later and said that they were going to give us a chance. I'm going to drop off the deposit tomorrow. I'm very excited now.Everything is going so well!

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The wait continues on the apartment; I didn't hear from the lady all weekend so I called this morning, and she said that they haven't called references yet and she's going to start doing that Thursday, so she'll let me know one way or the other by this weekend. It makes me fairly anxious; I really don't want another confrontation with Dan come July 1st over the rent. I've packed a few more boxes

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-29036896373587947842007-06-20T16:02:00.000-04:002007-06-20T16:09:45.984-04:00

Liz and I just got back from looking at that apartment on State Street, and it's pretty much perfect...we were both really excited. The woman took down our names and some references and she said they've got a couple other people coming to look at it, but that she'll call us by this weekend. So here's praying that she liked us as much as we liked the apartment... It's a first-level two bedroom, it

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-70618584367670299572007-06-17T15:43:00.000-04:002007-06-17T15:52:15.151-04:00

Life is continuing to progress. I found an apartment in the paper which sounds pretty much perfect; it's just off of State Street, a 2 br for $400 a month, and you don't have to sign a lease. I've just got to get in touch with Liz D. and see if she's still interested in being my roomie. It's kind of a last-minute goal, but I'm really hoping to be out of here by July, even if it means moving back

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-24627185181322727062007-06-07T16:26:00.000-04:002007-06-07T18:03:22.647-04:00

As much as I like Firefox better than IE, it still messes up the layout of this here site a little bit (FYI - it's a little prettier in IE 7 or whatever version is out now). Firefox is still better though.My summer is still continuing in the same general direction, whatever direction that may be. I've been hanging out with new friends a lot more than old ones; whether this is a testimony to how

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-54744430896790617912007-05-29T10:46:00.000-04:002007-05-29T10:47:42.229-04:00

reminder to selfWhite Stripes' new album comes out June 19th. And I'm actually going to go to the store and buy it.

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I am exhausted. But this weekend was a blast. Friday night my friend Jake was supposed to call me around 5 or 6 to hang out with him and one of his friends from Ferris; by 730 I still hadn't heard from him, so I headed down to Hamilton Street, figuring I'd go to the Red Eye and see if anyone I knew was there. If all else failed I was going to wander down to the river and sit for awhile. I parked

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-1367210910194307552007-05-23T12:45:00.000-04:002007-05-23T14:12:42.286-04:00

My appetite's been really strange lately. For whatever reason, whenever there's stress/drama in my life, my appetite is the first to go, followed by a normal sleeping pattern... I suppose it could also be due in part to all the extra alcohol I've been consuming lately. I used to drink once a month, if that. Yet I'm counting three times in the last week alone (granted, last night it was only a

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-67910465931036432632007-05-13T19:18:00.000-04:002007-05-13T19:31:27.643-04:00

Hi. This is me, updating. It's Mother's Day. I just got out of work. I haven't gotten my mom anything yet. I don't know what to get her, but I have until Wednesday to figure it out, because that's when I'm going to visit her.If anyone cares to spend their afternoon(s)/evening(s) hanging out with me this week (starting tonight, if you want) call me. Though I am free next week and the week after

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-39033180812088045792007-04-27T19:09:00.000-04:002007-04-27T19:39:57.905-04:00

Next week is finals week and then I'm free for the summer. Hooray for that. I really should feel more excited than I do, but maybe the weather is taking its toll on me (it's all gray and misty outside). I'm not really sure what I'm going to do all summer; all the people willing to hang out with me for the most part live in different cities. Maybe I'm exaggerating. I just hate to feel like I'm

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-30450469939401655692007-04-11T17:27:00.000-04:002007-04-11T17:45:03.547-04:00

Clarice ran away Monday night. I let Chris come over and when he left, he somehow managed to leave the front door open (I really think sometimes that kid needs to have a full-time chaperone). I somehow managed not to notice the open door until Dan came in 5-10 minutes later. We realized later still that we hadn't seen the cat in awhile... I put up notes on the mailbox asking anyone who finds her

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-68041016381833488382007-04-05T16:46:00.000-04:002007-04-05T16:47:26.430-04:00

I'm considering giving up posting here in favor of a site that people might actually read, i.e., myspace or facebook.Does that make me lame?

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-59354499846022526382007-03-29T16:19:00.000-04:002007-03-29T16:20:33.663-04:00

I have 37.5 hours next week at Old Navy. That's going to be interesting.I work all weekend this weekend and next, too. That part kinda sucks.I won't be too upset when the paycheck comes though.

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-3378809198575186552007-03-16T18:38:00.000-04:002007-03-16T19:07:53.469-04:00

I've decided against Mt Pleasant for St. Patrick's Day, for anyone who may have been concerned. The fact that I'm cheap, broke, and already possess a "stash" of alcohol overruled any notion I might've had to drive an hour in hopes of finding people to buy drinks for me at random bars. So Matt's it is; Jeff won't be happy about it but Cherie will.So for my Lit 201 class I'm supposed to write a

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-85569597964935374592007-03-14T12:35:00.000-04:002007-03-14T12:46:48.797-04:00

So I've reached a dilemma. Saturday is St. Patrick's day. I don't know what to do yet. Matt is having a party; that's where Dan is going, along with Jon, Joe, Sam, and Cherie. Jeff bailed in favor of bar-hopping in Mt Pleasant. He put it best when he said, "I don't really want to go to a party in Matt's parents' garage." I love all the people that are going (well, okay, maybe not love, I don't

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-89623528174142720252007-02-28T22:32:00.000-05:002007-02-28T22:44:32.426-05:00

I suspect that I'm coming down with something. I'm very achey (achy?) and seem to have developed a cough.I keep reading on Dippy's and Joe's websites about how they all take trips to the Red Eye and the Texan. Both of which are within 10 minutes of our apartment. Yet they never call and invite us...I made mention of this in my poetry class and my friend Scott said, "I'll invite you out to the Red

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-17997404167610387672007-02-25T13:48:00.000-05:002007-02-25T14:18:08.706-05:00

your mom goes to collegeOne more week til spring break. Guess who can't wait (hint: ME). Dan and I went to Shooters Friday night. Jon and Matt bailed on us, so we took Chris. I beat him in like 3 straight games of pool, then kicked his @$$ at air hockey. The dance floor was packed, as apprently it was Mardi Gras night. Some girl came up to me and was like, "You want some beads?" I was like, "

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-7083118492143071432007-02-21T16:29:00.000-05:002007-02-21T16:39:26.668-05:00

New version of blogger lets me change font color. How exciting.My English 300 class, however, is not the least bit exciting. But it is in a computer lab. The temptation is just too much. Alas, here I am. In the back row where no one can see what's on my screen.Last night Kurtis stood me up at the movies. Granted, I was about 10 minutes late, but still. I didnt want to leave my class early. I

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-12855335802737058912007-02-14T15:58:00.000-05:002007-02-14T16:10:54.756-05:00

Uh....Happy Valentine's day. And stuff.So Dan broke his hand by punching a pool table at Shooter's....pretty funny story, actually. I just dunno about guys sometimes...lol.I'm very close to quitting my job working at the school. The only reason I didn't walk out today was because I need the money. Apparently the principal had a meeting with Ryan yesterday (thanks for picking the day I wasn't

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-1171171600521488662007-02-10T23:35:00.000-05:002007-02-11T00:27:48.716-05:00

I finally have the internet back. So here I am! I can already see it's going to cause me to procrastinate on my homework even worse than I was before.My last couple Friday nights have been spent at Shooter's, where I've discovered that if Matt and Jon drink enough, they'll dance with me. And perhaps it's the fact that I have "a bit" to drink myself, but I find it immensely entertaining (not to

Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953683172039541654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6101537.post-1170448087704503992007-02-02T15:26:00.000-05:002007-02-02T15:28:07.720-05:00

Well, the fact that I am ridiculously busy and the fact that I don't have internet at the house yet have kept me from updating. I'll have internet back next Saturday morning though (a friggin' week away...charter sucks...) so I should be back in full force by then. Otherwise, if you wanna talk to me, leave me comments or call me.

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