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Today was fairly eventful. Though, I've yet to declutter my apartment. ::sigh:: I went to work this morning. Until school starts, I'm going to be working every morning instead of all day, every other day. It's actually kind of nice because I wake up early and get through work and still have the rest of my day. After work, Heather and I had our picnic. :-) It was lots of fun, once again. This time, a mommy duckie came 'round with her baby duckies! So cute! She was a selfish mommy and took tried to get the food before the little duckies could peck at it with their little duck bills. I came home and bummed around procrastinating for a while before calling up my friend Steve. We went downtown and had Chinese for dinner. I had initially wanted ice cream but after dinner I was too full. So, back in the car. We headed for Books-a-Million in hopes that they would have a Catechism. Well, they did. They had two. One was the small, white softcover and the other was the small, whit...

i cannot escape my attempts are futile for i am tempted and i dive in deep i swim among creatures whom i have summoned they make me irrational i dry off though never fully dry or so i convince myself and i am stuck in a tangled confusing web trapped by my illogicalities i hate my illogicalities in eight hours time i shall break free

Sorry about the two-day lapse. Yesterday evening, after the Truth Project, I went to T.G.I.Friday's for dinner with a few friends. I had cheese sticks (some of which the boys stole while I wasn't looking part of the way through...Curtis left me with half of a mangled cheese stick) and a yummy salad with pecans and strawberries. Salad with strawberries always makes me happy. :-) I snagged a ride in Andrew's new RSX . Oooh , it's pretty. I'd love a car like that, but it's not very car seat friendly--a must for me. (Soccer mom before I'm even a mom, say the boys. Oh yes.) After that, we talked about religion and what this religion believes and what this one doesn't. "Okay," I said before I asked a question, "now, you know, you really have to dumb this down for me." I don't get things so well. Things must be seriously dumbed down for me. I ask for answers to be repeated a lot and I ask the same question a several times. And I don'...

Target had a few CD's on sale for only $7.98 yesterday. So I decided, what the heck, I'll get 'em. Plain White T's :: Every Second Counts Boys Like Girls :: Boys Like Girls The Almost :: Southern Weather The first two sound like very typical modern punk music. The third rocks out a bit harder. I say "modern" punk because, obviously, punk isn't what it used to be. It's gone a bit trendy and soft. But the music is fun and in a few days, I'll know the lyrics well enough to sing the songs at the top of my lungs. Because of the song "Hey There Delilah," I was really hoping that the Plain White T's would do for me what Dashboard Confessional did for me back in...oh, what was it...2004? Jason and Patrick introduced me to Dashboard Confessional, and yeah, their music kept me going that year. Leaving the church when the guy I considered my best friend (and fancied myself in love with) was rude to me just because he was a natural-born jerk; zoo...

This previous Wednesday was the last powwow of the summer. I was excited about going because the previous week, I had finally found my groove. I really felt good about my dancing. Also, this was going to be the last time I would to get to see all the guys this summer before they dispersed to various universities this fall. While I did get to see people, the evening was just sort of not what I had hoped it would be. I did not dance good at all! It wasn't until the friendship dance that I finally got my rhythm again. By that time, well, it's too late. The grass was really slippery for some reason, and I kept feeling like I was going to fall down. It was nice and cool, but that's because the wind was blowin ' like it was about to rain. So that meant no dancing in the meadow. You know, it never did rain. I did get to hang out with a bunch of friends. Some of them are going contra dancing this weekend and invited me along. Anne Marie was there, so that's always a major p...

You know how sometimes you hear a song and you love it but you're not that sure what the words in the song actually are? This song, Paradise by Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins, sounds much more beautiful that these lyrics! But I felt like posting them anyways. (This is only the last stanza.) Her voice, in the song, it just sounds so....true. I need to get the whole CD. Plus, I love to sing along with it in the car. :-) Of all the men I've known Who have money I like you the most Because every dollar you invent You're even more hell-bent On risking life and limb for another toast When we were falling into puddles I knew you had it in for me Scraped my face on the ground Until blood was down me From my nose to the hem of my jeans And my heart, it is still bleeding But it's fight or flight The exit from loneliness Could be the entrance into paradise Into paradise ♥, Tiffany Anne

Day classes: Probability & Statistics, Geography Night classes: French Internet classes: Astronomy I'll probably add another to my day classes schedules. I've got to go to Greenville Tech on Thursday to get things sorted out. I'll probably end up having to take French II over Christmas break. We shall see. Hopefully, I'll stay with greenvillescene .com and hone my writing skills there and in school. Then, by the time I graduate, I'll have "relevant work experience" and a degree. I just talked to Jeff about how I'm going to stay on. I babbled about how I don't want any one else taking care of my kids and how lucky I am to have this job. Seriously. I am getting crazy good experience that will definitely be useful later in life. I get to play almost all day. I get paid to go to the swimming pool. Also, I just love the family. It's great just being here. The other day, Lauren and I were talking about family and friends and the roles that we h...

I like my friend Caleb. A lot. (Not in the romantic sense.) Every Wednesday (and on the occasional Tuesday), I dump all my crap in his room. After dancing (or ceremony if it is a Tuesday), I hog him for a good part of the evening--if we're up to it--and he listens. He listens to all of my problems and overanalyzing and all my ridiculousness. He just tells it to me like it is. Sure, he'll tell me what I want to hear sometimes, but we both know he's just doing that to make me feel better. At the end of the evening, he walks me out to my car to ensure that a certain someone else doesn't offer to. As a fellow staffer, he gets it; he gets the way we all act around each other and doesn't draw any unnecessary conclusions out of it. He doesn't flirt with me and steers me clear of boys. "Tiffany," he said tonight, "don't you dare go down that path!" I guess, what is really on my mind is that it's nice to have some super-duper friends. When you...

Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen) set to music by Baz Luhrmann originally penned by Mary Schmich Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99 If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine. Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind tha...

I totally want these QC t-shirts! Awesome? I think so. (in blue) ♥, Tiffany Anne