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People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.

~credited to Mother Teresa


This is a simple call to the Wind when you feel threatened, frustrated, angry, or the like. 
When you recite this, hold out your arms in welcome to the Wind, and, of course, feel. 
'Strong gusts of Sweet Nature's Life 
Soft scented stillness to calm all strife 
Blow for me, breathe for me 
Sweeping all evil away 
Blow for me, breathe for me 
In dark winter night or bright summer day' 
_ Khahani

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After waiting 6 weeks for the $$ to come, after price-shopping for everything under the sun, and going without "extras" like razors and burrito shells, and after numerous fights about $$.......SO's unemployment checks came in.  6 weeks worth.  $1200.  I know it is not really all that much, but I'M HAPPY!!  Now I can bring all of the bills up to date that I had to put on hold.  Also, SO can pay to get his drivers license reinstated.  And, of course, back Child support. 

The checks were printed on 9/9/09.  I would like to say this was a coinsidence, but I did participate in a mass "money cleansing" prayer one of my friends sent me.  The prayer is below.  call me crazy since normally I just trash these emails but hey!  Something happened.  

Then we are looking at the checks and they have this 8 question questionnaire.  The usual questions: Did you try to find work?  Did you actually work?  Did you receive money in exchange for work?  Did you sit on your ass and play video games some days? --> (points to SO).  So, SO tells me that this was the purpose of the interview on Tuesday.  I then asked him, "You know, I told you to go online to answer this questionnaire 5 weeks ago.  Did you?"  He just gave me a dumb stare.

All this time I thought his job was giving him hell, but now I know it was his lazy sorry behind.  It's ok things worked themselves out.  Now, I wonder how we are gonna cash these checks since SO's driver's license is expired?       

EDIT: That poor sun in the mood section is really getting a workout!


Prayer to Cleanse the Currency )
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I was just reading an entry on how another stepmother's bio parents let her do all of the grunt work as a parent, because they were too lazy to do it.  Then why give birth?  W are not running out of humans on this planet.  Matter of fact, I would daresay we need a little clorination of the gene pool. 

The other thing is, I am a weirdo.  I am Pagan, and have different values than other people in this world that consider themselves "Christian".  Therefore I would not want for anyone else to teach my kids certain values.  I mean, yes, potty-training is potty-training.  There is no religious aspect to this.  But even the simple things that you do with kids influence them.  I remember when SO and I first started dating and we took SD to the ocean all the time.  The beach is a godsend, esp state park beaches that do not have a boardwalk.  So, we are playing with the waves, and she was commenting how big they were (that day there were 2-4 ft swells, nothing too major).  And I told her the waves were 10x bigger in California. And I could hear her in the distance, telling people this when I walked away.  Something so little and it affected her.  

Especially when it comes to sex, and drugs, and religion, I do not want anyone but myself telling them about it.  The last thing I was is a born-again Christian telling my kids that sex is a sin, and it is evil, if you do it before marriage you will go to hell.  yeah, that type of shit will not fly with me.

Well, I am pretty much done with the budget for the week.  I am definetly going to need to sacrifice for the next few weeks, esp since SD will need clothes and such for back-to school.  Don't even want to go there at this point, since I do need to start thinking about what I do and do not need for my own self (shoes, bras, etc).  Well the bathroom is calling my name, but I might do it after both of us take our morning showers.  I also got to work on personal goals and such.  Never did that before, and actually made an impact so, I def gotta get to work.   


Jul. 26th, 2009 03:10 am
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So, I just got home from an awesome drum circle.  I loved it.  Someone, a drum teacher. actually showed me how to drum.  Also, alot of the beats were latin-insprited so I had fun dancing.  It really kinda jolted me into getting my groove back.  Now, my body is tired and in dire need of sleep.  Tomorrow is housework day.
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So, I have not done anything of late to honor my Wiccan roots, and I was getting really bothered by it.  So, I set aside last weekend in order to get in touch with my spiritual side.  For those of you not in the know, Friday was "May Day" or Beltane. spent Friday night trying to find nightgowns in green that fit me, to no avail.  Then, my SO and I played the Kama Sutra game in a private Beltane ritual fashion.  While he is not Wiccan, he celebrates with me for THAT holiday.  (hint: we are celebrating the fertility and impregnation of the Goddess)  I will not elaborate further on that night; suffice to say, it was a great night after we finally got home. 

Beltane weekend )

So now, I can make what  happened this weekend into a life-changing event, or I can do nothing.  I purposely took Monday and Tuesday off, since I wanted a few days to clean this place up, go through the old Wiccan stuff, clear out my BOS and such.......Well so far, all I have done is picked up the laundry.  But this is nothing new, I am a night person and since I have a studio, the only thing I absolutely cannot do tonight is vacuum, and that can wait.  Oh, yes, and I cut my hair.  I mean, kinda drastically.  My hair was down to my bra strap and I cut it to just below my chin.  Let's fac it, my hair is thin and cannot be worn much past the shoulders these days; plus, the blonde hair was getting old.  So, I plan on shocking my boyfriend tonight.  He knows I am getting my hair cut but prolly not expecting this much!  OH well, off to work on my apartment cleaning. 
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So, I had a very active and interesting weekend.

Friday night: Starschmucks coffee house in Warren, NJ. I went to see my fruiend Kokopelli perform. I wish I would have brought friends, but hey; it 3as a good excuse to continue reading, "Sacred Circle". I want to implement some of the things really sooon; however, I woul d need to create an alter that was rather inconspicuous for SD not to go blag over to MIL about my religion. But anyway, the concert was nice. I got 4 free comedy club tickets out of it, which I ended up having to give away to friends, since they were for Saturday night. And on Saturday...

60th wedding anniversary.

Someone just sold me their dignity for $50. I would have given them the credit anyway, but I almost didn't after I had to listen to her cry for 5 minutes.

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Sobering.  This is the only word that I can use for the following episode: 30 Days: Minimum Wage.  Morgan Spurlock, the guy from "Supersize Me", is the guy behind this whole series of "30 Days". 

the episode itself )

I approached this episode with a completely open mind - not judging anyone for not owning a car or living in a so-called "bad area".  (Edit: me saying that alone makes me sound like an ignorant white person).  I was so shocked at the fact that in this country, this country that still is a symbol of prosperity, that people are forced to live like this.  No wonder welfare and drugs would look good at that point - being that you feel as if there is no way out.  I mean they lived like this for 30 days - I cannot imagine having to live like this for life.  Now, I understand.  Kinda.   

Keep in mind, as I am watching this, I am not living the high life.  I live in a 400 square foot jr 1 bedroom.  A stuido with an incomplete wall.  I live here with my boyfriend.  Due to space constraints, we sleep on a twin bed.  This is not easy, since I am not a skiny person by any means, but it was easier than sharing a bed with a 300 pound exboyfriend (I was 50 lbs skinnier myself at that point).  I live on less than $2500 a month for myelf and less than $1000 additional from my boyfriend.  I have learned to cook a lot more.  Also, I had to think about the way I spend $$ all the time.  I sitll end up going through my savings, tho I have no plans to spend the rest of the littel $$ I have left.  Granted, before I got into my accident, I had no reason to spend $700 either. 

First of all, I realize now a lot of places where I am pissed $$ away.  Every day at work, they order out for lunch at the end of the month (when people's $$ runs out on their cards).  Also, I went out last night - albeit to spend time with my friend KD.  She only likes to spend time with me when we are having dinner/lunch.  Also, it cannot be at my place - we need to eat out.  I spent $97.  Granted, it was $15 KD.  Also, I had a $50 gift card.  Which was the reason that I chose Fridays in the first place.  But still - I have plently of food at home.  I had no reason to go out.  It is just a natural thing to want to get out of your surroundings and explore.  I think I have it a little too spoiled, and use my car for all its worth.  Which is good, but I can see that I gotta limit it.  Also, I have 3 ways to enjoy anything I want to watch on TV -, Cable TV and Netflix.  I forgot the real reason I enjoy TV - to learn.  

Another 30 days: life on a Navajo Ranch )  

Why American Life Can Suck )

Then I sit and stare at my boyfriends computer and wonder, what is the asnwer?  I tried living poor, and homeless, and while it is a great start, it does nothing for anyone.  Now, I can finally see why I have been reading "The body sacred".  The whole idea that resonates through the book, besides the idea to rise above the likes of Macy's Jenny Craig and Estee Lauder, is to live in a connected state.  What are we feeling now?  Why am I eating this crappy food?  Why am I so stressed out all of the time?  Why am I living in such an unhealthy state?  Why do I feel so guilty for doing something that makes me feel good, and is there any way to enjoy it?  Today, I will think about all that I have learned.  

Wow, it is noon already.  I keep waiting for the morning sun to warm up, forgetting for a moment I am in NJ and the warmest it will be is like, 40 degrees.  It is cloudy out, which is the reason for no beaming sunlight.  Well, I have a lot to think about today.  Hmm, maybe visiting that native American store might be a good thing - although, in this economy, it is a wise decision to ensure it is still in business. 

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Today, I got my CAR back!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! I dropped off my rental car at 8:30 AM.  8:37 AM to be exact.  My dad was mad that I could not be ontime at 8:30 (he is old school).  Then, I went and filled the gas tank up and changed the oil.  It is at that point that I realized there was still an issue with the car: window fluid was leaking all over the place.  took it back to the place to get that fixed, then went home. 

Also, I watched a special about the moon and its power on the earth.  It told the story of the worl'd creation from a scientific standpoint: how the earth formed and the moon formed from part of the earth mass.  How it cooled over a few million years.  How algae from the water created the blue sky, and created all other forms of life.  After seeing this, I shed a tear.  To me and my beliefs, this just reaffirmed my belief of the earth as the great mother, and the sky is the great father.  All forms of animals are the brothers and sisters, even the spiders I sometimes become frighten of and kill.  How anyone can do harm knowingly to this planet is beyond me.  Oh well, that is my spiritual rant for the day.  Out to do taxes and other mundane things.
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So, I called my boss from H&R Crock before to find out my hours for this weekend.  Apparently, I have none.  Yay!  Normally this would bother me, but I have worked every weekend since January.  Last year, my boss made me work every night plus every other weekend.  Alot of hours, I almost went bat crazy, since the store was so damn slow.  Now, my hours are limited to the weekends, and on slow weekends, I don't work.  This is the first weekend I don't have to work, since I have worked in three different stores this year. 

Normally, if I have at least 2 days off in a row when I was single, it meant automatic road trip.  Anywhere.  But, now I got a live-in boyfriend.  I am sure he would have no problem with me taking off, as long as he knew where I was going and I took my phone.  But a) I took off Thursday and Friday specifically to spend time with him b) I still have the rental car, and I am unable to leave NJ with it due my father being there (and using his CC for holding it, though I will most likely pay for the final rental) and c) I am saving my $$ for days FULLY above the freezing mark.  So, I spent most of the day sitting on the internet, watching my newly ordered cable tv.  I am beginning to wonder what I did before 172 - Planet Green and 27 - Discovery.  I admit it; I am a treehugging dork. 

Being that I have this time off, I feel the need to compile a list of things to get done that I normally cannot get done.  For example, reorganizing my apartment, get my taxes done, pay SO's child support (w/ his $$), clean out my paper drawer and mail out the packages I said I would, reorganizing my kitchen shelves, laundry.  About 6PM today, I ended up laying down for a nap: I had a serious migraine from watching cable TV and internet ALL day.  Even burning a candle proved to be too much; I ended up turning everything off for about one hour.  I then picked up one of the books I wanted to read, and start the projects in, this weekend: "The Body Sacred".  I wanted to start loving my body again.  This is important, because I do not want my SD to start hating her body from what I say about mine.  I can see bad habits on her already; she confesses to me that she will be full, and yet still want to eat.  This is when I take her plate away and save the food for later.  I have found that this is one of the most important dietary skills that people can develop, and yet nobody from my generation has it, since we were always taught about the "clean plate club".  Well, nobody is going to starve in China since I did not finish my vegetables.  But, we will save them for later so that people can use less in the family.  

Well, off to bed for an early day tomorrow.  My car will be home!! 
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This is the first meditation as an adult.
Visualization - I had to vizualize something. I visualized and apple. At first, I tried to imagine a physical apple. Then, I concentrated on the apple cut into slices. They were on a spinning plate with the apples swaying back and forth from the center. Then I actually found myself visualizing the image of an apple shadow. I started shaking uncontrollably. It felt powerful.
I tried V2, but I need more practice on it. I tried to visualize a dime, but I could only do it for a few seconds. I cannot do it yet. I need practice.

I fee so stupid about the way I been acting lately with Khary. I guess all I can do is play it by ear, and act as an independent 24 year old woman would do. Apologize if necessary. God, I even found myself forgetting about Khary. Not that he isnt important, but I have worries to think about. I have a future that I have to make happen.

I started to chant the different names of the Goddesses: Diana, Selena, Lucina....and another woman comes to mind: Jessica. I saw Jess Brewster blossom from maiden to mother, and I was there that very moment. Then, I saw her mom, and her daughter. I saw her mom, and I kept asking what should I do about me and Khary.
Well, I am sure the answer will resolve itself. I cannot be with someone anyway who is not in touch with his own reality. But, I have to worry about my own reality first. Well, I don't think I will tell him about how I really feel about him, and I don't think that it is necessary.

Well, instead of helping my feelings hidden...
Clueless. Head up his ass. Dumb ass. But, hey! I ain't dating no more.
Never forgets his music lessons. Sure! He wants me to put his CD in for him. Would he like me to also wipe his ass?
Sure, I'll put the volume up. Not like I have to sleep or anything. I mean, goodness forbid he think of anyone else but himself. Or, maybe now thats the only thing I even enjoyed in this relationship is taken away from, and he don't give a damn. While I am stuck here with my mistakes. Yet, I do not open my mouth because I know I am overreacting, and also it ain't worth the aggrivation anyway. Whether or not he actually went to work, Ill find out anyway.
I would look through his wallet to see how many girl's numbers he picked up today. Why do I have so much rage in me? Why am I so unhappy? Because he has taken away my support system. He made me fall on my ass, and now expects me to get up by myself. Well, I fell down by myself, my choice. I deal the hand I was dealt.
I realize that I need to get rid of this rage, He is not every typical man. Nor is he out to hurt me. He loves me and wants the best for me.
A part of me wishes I was lying in his arms. But, he would only hold me for sex. Then, I would give it up, he would cum (but never me). I faked so many times I deserve a walk-on role as a soap. Then, he would spray me and roll over without so much as a "Thanks". At least, he still needs to get over Jen, and start living in reality. I need to focus on my problems, and become an adult with self-esteem and self-worth. And responsibility.
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Independent Woman's Creed

Preface: In order to be an independent woman, you must choose to be one.

* I am an independent woman, from the day that I am born to the day that I die. Nobody can take that away from me without my consent.

* An independent woman is a state of mind, not a state of being. An independent woman can be single, married, divorced, or widowed.

* As an Independent woman, I refuse to be held down by addictions, money, poor self-esteem, low self-worth, and people who are there to bring me down. I am better than that.

* As an independent woman, I am responsible for all of my feelings, thoughts, and actions. Nobody can make important decisions for me without my consent.

* As an Independent woman, I will not dictate to other people how they should live their lives. At the same token, I am the only who can make myself happy.

* As an Independent woman, I realize the past mistakes that I have made. I will neither let them consume me nor will I ignore them. They are the past, I admit it and I move on.

* As an independent woman, I will not waste my time mistrusting friends or boyfriends, trying to change friends or boyfriends, or acting vengeful towards a past misdeed. I haven't the time for it. I either want them in my life as they are, or not at all. Besides, acting friendly is the biggest revenge of all.

* Finally, I have the sense to know that life will never be perfect. God/Goddess has a reason for every lesson that I learn in his/her plan. I can only strive to better myself with each day. And I know in my heart that no matter what happens, I will love and respect myself unconditionally.
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I got you to read this journal entry!
Well, to tell the truth, I realized that when it comes to love, I have got to mature a little.
Last night, my ex/boyfriend (since we are still trying to work things out) and I were talking. I know now I should never talk in front of "Diane" , since I have to get her to realize that all men are not like "Jack". Anyhoo...

I realized that I need to improve upon my maturity level when it comes to love. From the four months that I was with Angel, I realized that I am one of those "Now or Never", "All or Nothing" when it comes to boyfriends. I know that I am asking a lot when it comes to certain aspects of the relationship. Yes, I want a boyfriend to have a job, a car and a place to stay. That is easy to get. But, when I ask for things like kindness and concern for others, that is a little more tricky. Now, the only thing that I am picky about is that he has to have some college. Even a semester or two.
Also, I have to do myself a favor and not involve my friends in so much of my relationship. More importantly, I have to not take their opinion as gold. I used to have no confidence in relationships. Oh, I can date, and have had somewhere up in the 100's as of dating. But, to tell the truth, I have not been in a honest-to goodness love relationship since back in high school. And it shows.

I always believed that it was not worth wasting feelings of love on many different men. In other words, I would find them, date them, and then leave them. I have never been in a relationship for longer than 3 months. This has been the longest. Scary, and I just turned 24.
It was more important to have a job than have a boyfriend. I was more committed to that. I once held a job for three years. Well, big deal. Some people stay there for 35, even 50 years.

Now, I got to focus on me. I figure it this way, I love Angel with all my heart, but that is no guarantee that he will turn around and stick his dick in every female pussy for 50 miles around. Ok, I know he is not like that at all. But, like I said, all or nothing. He is either in love with me or he is an asshole. I don;t want to be friends with him. I don't even like him as a person. I mean, he is a GUY!

Well, that is the old me. I am slowly changing, and am ready to accept the fact that ex-boyfriends can still be friends. Hey, I am still friends with Gabriel. But only because I broke up with him. Interesting, I am no longer friends with anyone who broke up with me. I mean, they can't all be assholes.

God and Goddess, I am so immature when it comes to love. Will it really matter 30 years from now, when Angel and I are happily married, that we down-graded our relationship for a few months to see if we will last? Quite frankly, I want to see what he is like an the outside world. Not in the safeness of his girlfriend's apartment. Also, I promised myself that I will not give him any more sex until he is back to being committed to me. I know I will not be dating any more men other than Angel.

That is another thing. When I really love someone, I become this boring drone that only thinks and talks about the person I love, as if the whole rest of the world needs to know about him. When I was single, I used to check out funny comics sites, and see which clubs I can go to. Also, I used to do things like....wait a second. When I was single, I used to obsess about work. I did work 65 hours a week. And when I did not work, I went to college for 18 credits, and worked for at least 25 hours a week. And I did great in school. I think I see a pattern.

Yeah, I need to be busy in order to be happy. Not that Run-Of-The-Mill busy where people work 40 hours a week and call it busy. No, try working 70 hours a week and being on a district board. Or, 30 hours a week work, 18 credits at college, and obsessing with CKI. Yeah, I see a pattern. I got life OCD. I am not happy unless I am taking on six tasks at once, and the funny part is, I can take on all those six tasks and do good. But if I have three, only two will come out right. Makes no sense.

Well, I have always said that when I have the time, I will write down more goals and actually do them. Now, I have the time and the money. I can;t complain. So, I will do it. But what the hell do I want in life? I have always waited until I found a special someone to coordinate my goals with. (Pathetic with a capital P.) I mean, I wanted to become a teacher because I wanted to be home for the kids and to cook and to clean. Not because I really wanted to become a teacher. Now, I can at least utilize my spanish skills that I learned.

Hmmmmm. You know, when I went over to "Jack and Diane's" place last night, I saw a note on the wall that listed all of "Jack's" goals. It was on there several months, and he never accomplished a single thing. So, I am going to take this time and adopt a few personal habits into my schedule. You know, they say that if you do something for 30 days straight, then it will become a habit? I need a few healthy habits. My God and Goddess, I am 24 already. Hey nobody said that it would come easy.

Wow. I am writing down all of my goals, and I realized that my boyfriend did another great thing for me. He showed me all of the dreams and the possibilities. I know that it is annoying to make all of these stops along the way to the goals, but if we do not stop and smell the roses, we miss out on a few possibilities, or even one of our destinies. Like yesterday. In the middle of a Nor'easter, I take him down to Atlantic City, and he wants to stop at the mall. A block away from the casino where we were supposed to go. But, I decided that I would be patient. Besides, I got in touch with my spiritual side. I saw the magnificent waves, and I fell in love with nature's furious side. Granted, Mother Nature's fury is not so pretty when a tree ends up in your living room.
Needless to say, that is why I believe we were meant to be, because he teaches me and I teach him (I hope he sees it that way). Well, I got some more work to do with my goals. I mean, it is one thing to dream, but it is another thing to work to make it come true!
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So, I was just commenting on my other journal entry when I realized that I wanted everyone else to hear it.
My favorite movie is "Clerks" by Kevin Smith. I had not seen it in a while, so when I saw it the other day, it brought a new meaning to it. Dante was bitching about his day, and believe me, it was quite a horrible (but funny) day. He had to deal with egg-obsessed guidance counselors, boob-obsessed old Jewish men, and just plain old stupid people who got their arms stuck in Pringle's containers (the long ones?). Anyway, his friend Randal started to yell about all of his bitching. And you know? Randal was right. I mean, besides the fact that people who are starving in Africa would kill to live in America and with the stupid people who live in it, every person has a choice. They may not know it, but they do. Life is full of backward-ass fucks and people who try to use you, and lazy people, and sick people. You can either accept this and still be happy, or you could hate your life. I chose to work here in Kinko's. I chose to waste away my savings, and as a result, I had a shitty time in Student Teaching because I had to work like a dog. I chose to not argue with my teachers about how stupid they think I am, or was. I chose to not go to class 1X or 2X a semester. And, now I choose to act like an adult and chose my emotions. When I have to go to work, I must choose to hurry myself and my boyfriend up. When I want some money, I must choose not to spend it on extravagent dinners. (OK, it was Houlihan's in the Cherry Hill mall, but it was still $70.) Well, I am going to choose to be a better person, and a better witch. Right now, for example, I choose to go get Angel so I can get home and go to sleep. See you all later.

Pinch Me

Jan. 18th, 2001 10:18 am
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So, life for me has become an unexpected twist and turn, every bend a new adventure. Just what I always wanted.....I think. I got to meet my boyfriend's good friends, and now they stayed with us the past few nights. I am going to have to tell them to go home, three people in a two bedroom is crowded enough. Well, Kathy can't complain that we are alone anymore. It's weird though. It just feels weird. I have to get Chrystle to meet him. I mean, he is not a bad guy. He has opened up whole new worlds for me that I forgot existed. I mean, I think that I was on my way to becoming a snob. Only college kids welcome here.
Well, I have learned two things: college does not make you a better person, only a more worldly person....if you choose to be. Also, I don't know if I will ever become that quiet elementary school teacher I always wanted to be. I don't know if I want to anymore. I need a job with the public, teaching people. I know that, because I had so much fun teaching those old people about Kinko's the other day. It was challenging, keeping their attention, but hey, life is a challenge.
Also, smart is a relative thing. My boyfriend is so intelligent. It has nothing to do with the fact that he went to college for three years. You have to have it before you get in there. All the years of school will never give you intelligenge. You have to have it before-hand. It was funny, I always thought that I was stupid. No, stupid is not being diagnosed with mental retardation at 5 as I was. Stupid is not a permanent setting in anybody's life unless they choose to be stupid. I chose to be stupid for the last six months. But I also think that I needed that break from reality. Now, it is time for me not to be stupid anymore. There is no reason for it. I am 23. People my age are nursing the sick in Madagasger, or however you spell that island next to Africa. I have a wonderful family, and I want to stop neglecting them. Also, I am going to start focusing more on my spirituality. I found the other day the "Thirteen Goals of a Witch".
I want to start following them, because they are good guidelines for anyone, no matter your spiritual beliefs. Most of them, in context, have nothing to do with religion except the fact that they are meant to better themselves. And witches use their spirituality in order to better themselves in a good way without obviously harming others. This is nothing new to Christians, they pray to their God. I believe that all religions are the same, except for different little rules, and the prophet's names are different. I am going to set up my goals online in a few days, on my webpage. I am already working towards my goals, as anytime thinking about them is time spent on my goals. My first goal: to get this enormous debt off my head. Ok, it is only $1500, but it is enormous to me. I get paid enough, it will be gone in two months, tops. I'll see about the rest of them. Now, I have to go to work. WORK. Not going to play all day as my friend Roger does. Not sit and look at mold grow like my roomie pie <;)>. I could do that for free in my refrigerator. Tee hee. Make copies all day, and make work out of nothing at all. Until next time, peace, love and hair grease to all.


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