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Name: Laura
Birthday: 12/12/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: umm..i like to rollerblade and iceskate, i knit and sew, i cook and bake. i like all those starry night kinda themed things. ofcourse i like to play flute now and then.
Expertise: i can't say that i do anything all that well...my fortune cookies are alright. i can play off that country bumpkin thing pretty well too.
Occupation: Student
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| http://www.elle.com/Beauty/Health-Fitness/MeMe-Roth-s-War
This is such a good article and the comments are interesting too. It reminds me of my stance on education a bit, but I never spent much time thinking about it for health. This woman is trying to get people to eat better and make changes at things like schools and stuff like that (a battle which I never see being won because schools feel like they are doing such good by giving students baked lays as opposed to fried, but when they should really not make chips available at all...) and all of these people are hating on her. It's basically a battle to find a level ground between people pushing to be anorexic and those who are proud to be "so much real woman". Magazines have pushed so hard to make people feel like they don't have to be super skinny that they have given fat people confidence to not want to change. Both are wrong!! Someone is going around and trying to make everyone feel ok for being fat or stupid and fabricating excuses that no one objects to (it's genetics, it's ADD) and our world is a worse place because of it. Look back 50 years and people weren't making these types of excuses. Strangely enough, it's probably what kept people from getting fat that also kept the kids from having all of these vague head disorders that no one can deny. Getting outside, doing things for themselves, staying away from chemically altered foods and compounds and eating things that are natural. Joe and I were watching Idiocracy last night and I feel that some of that is going on today. I have always been envious of the time that my grandmother grew up. I think it truly is the "Greatest Generation" that they are so often referred to. They had to work hard to do everything they did and all of the later generations have to do less and less, be less smart, be less hardworking, be less driven to succeed. It was the generations that I've read was one of the last ones that parents viewed themselves as having the job to raise upstanding citizens that could fend for themselves and not be their friend. I beleive my grandmother was the second oldest child of 16, the oldest girl, it was still a time of popping out a lot of kids because there was no gurantee how many of them would make it past those first few years. But it was not chaos....it was siblings taking care of siblings and sacrificing to make it, not driving your Cadillac while the kids were getting childsupport from 3 baby-daddys and only seeing enough of the money for junk food and a few toys a year or else mama can't make the car payment. It was still the generations of sending bad kids off to boys and girls schools where they could be dealt with behind closed doors, where spankings were done as discipline, where eating out was a treat, where talent was respected, where manners existed and the world wasn't a competition to see who was the bigger badass. I know there were a lot of problems, there was the depression and civil rights and wars, but that made them understand the value of all the hard work and why they didn't prance around issues like we do now. It is not the job of people to make everyone feel as equals, to make everyone feel good about themselves, to make everyone have the same opporunities, because our world has too many people that will take advantage of it. Sometimes, I thing we all need to be knocked down a peg....
We are trying to be too nice to protect everyone and if it was survival of the fittest, we all know a few people that would not survive 100 years ago. We are not protecting people, we're dooming our modern civilizations.
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| ok, in less than a week i'll be moved. scary. i always feel that i am pretty cautious and that's how everything turns out alright, but feel like i have no control in this. i wanted to have atleast a summer job before we moved to mesquite, but i wasn't able to do many online applications or get out there to turn in real ones. i don't have a teaching job and people tell me different things about whether i should be worried. i took an aggressive standpoint with 2 jobs i like and i'm afraid that'll bite me in the ass later. no matter what, i can sub but going a year without teaching music is going to be hell and i'll be back doing the same application process the next year with no additional experience, so it won't get easier to find a job. i was expecting a nice fat paycheck after college (or fat on previous standards) but now i'm prepping myself for the worst. i'm gonna go stir crazy without a job this summer, so i need to get one quick. it's gonna be kinda nice for the first few days though. i've never moved with time as a luxury. either i asked off for one day, came over after work, had to run and do some band stuff, or anything else. but the thing about getting a summer job is that if i get hire, i may be doing teacher stuff in late july, early august and i'll have to quit after less than 2 months. i hate doing that, but i'll do it if i need to. part of me is super excited about moving, but all the other stuff keeps bringing me down. plus i'm getting fat which is the trend among most of the girls i know. it sucks. and this week i can't do as much home cooking because i'm gonna pack up as much kitchen stuff as i can get by with, so that means eating out and bad food. ugh.
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| Today is such a nice day! I wish our grill wasn't rusted through, because i'd run outside and make some steaks. It makes it seem like this is supposed to be the first saturday of spring break, not the saturday before =(. It's coming soon enough anyways, but days like this are great. I immediately was reminded of when my sister and I were little and we were playing outside and the weather was just like it is. Sunny, breezy, but not hot. It reminds me of taking sips of my mom's tea outside and how she let us throw around a bunch of styrofoam plates because we didn't have a frisbee. It may be ghetto, but it was so much fun.
As for the rest of life, it's good. We are going to spend a lot of spring break in dallas looking for possible apartments and i'm going to observe my old band director rehearse his band. I just hope i can find a job for next semester. That's about my only worry right now.
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| Life:Explained A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them. "Not very long," answered the Mexican. "But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the American. The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family. The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?" "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life." The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat." "And after that?" asked the Mexican. "With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise." "How long would that take?" asked the Mexican. "Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American. "And after that?" "Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the American, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!" "Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the Mexican. "After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends." And the moral of this story is: ......... Know where you're going in life... you may already be there. | | |
| 2008 is the best year ever... i just filled out the paper work to get about 40,000 worth of student loans forgiven. I wasn't sure if i qualified for this b-ontime loan forgiveness and i've been on everyone's ass trying to make it work and get information for the past 2 1/2 years, and it appears i am forgiven. half my college tuition should be take care of. got my first teacher paycheck yesterday and celebrated by paying off a shitload of debt that i've had since freshman year. I am determined to run a mile every day, unless it is both cold and raining, such as today. i ran it 2 days in a row, but today was just too cold and wet to try. i haven't been this "unstressed" since probably 6th grade, and it feels so good. i think i am just super determined and found my inner "cheerleader" to help me get through all the shitty stuff. i think this is the year of making things happen. This is the beginning of the rest of my life and so far, it's predicting a lot to look forward to. haven't said that since freshman year. kinda nice. | | |
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