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Yesterday I watched Raising Hellen with the girls. Yesterday my mom left Florida (where she was with my sister) and went back to Brazil. Yesterday my level of PMS was so high I wished I was a man. The movie is great. Yeah its a chick flick, but its not stupid like most of the other chick flicks... The plot doesnt revolve around a cheesy horny romance, and the theorical cheesy horny romance is

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I've just watched Princess Diaries 2 with a bunch of 18-year-olds. watching their reactions to the movie was almost as amuzing as watching the movie. some, the helplesly romantics, were cheering for Princess Mia and her guy (Frederick I believe) to stay together. Other were saying "ohh. i dont think i really trust him!" girls are so funny. living with a bunch of girls is really funny. watching

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i cant stop listening to my mp3s i cant do school work with music on i am listening to great artists that i didnt know before! they are alternative ani difrancos... the butchies (i know...), Tegan and Sara (especially "Living Room"), kate sawicki... there's also the good old never ending whats my major dillema. I believe I've grown yo HATE biology. Just the thought of having to study biology,

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(to all of you who have already watched the Monk's episode "Mr. Monk Goes To The Circus") actually, this post has very little to do with The Monk. Except for the constant use of the phrase "suck it up." Now, I am a nice girl, so I never actually said that. But I am not THAT nice, so I've said it my head. And this is why: last semester my roommate was already crying and worrying that this

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---------------------2004-2005 FALL------------------------ CLLS- 101-A FIRST YEAR INTRODUCTION P 1.00 ENGL- 101-G PRINCIPLES OF WRITING B 3.00 9.00 BIOL- 151-A GENERAL BIOLOGY C+ 4.00 9.32 MATH- 181-A CALCULUS I C- 4.00 6.68 HIST- 101-F WESTERN CIV I: ANCIENT TO 1650 B- 2.00 5.34

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I watched Garden State. I am in NY and most of my floor mates are from PA. the advantage of not having a very good break is that i am not homesick like the other girls are. they are crying and they are grumpy while i am just fine... .. drinking lots of water, enjoying my iPod, doing my landry, going to class ..

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oh dear college... i am not sure if i am happy or sad that i am back. maybe both i am just very apathetic about all this. when i mention to the girls here that i got an ipod they say 'oh cool' but i can tell they dont know what an ipod actually is. there are two things i am looking forward to though -- 1. my Western Literature class - most of the things we'll read I read for Literature

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(belle and sebastian - get me away from here i'm dying) and i am killing myself.. these vacations have been utterly disappointing. i WANT to go back to H. college. Its crazy. Manhattan doesn’t make me smile anymore. Its just cold, crude, naked and cruel. Seeing all those people, all those grown ups, makes me wonder with more and more despair what I am gonna do with me life. And I am so

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(the corrs - long night) today we came to Manhattan. We are staying with my mom's friend. They met years ago here in NY (she is Brazilian too) and they were good friends. there's wireless here too, thank god. they are talking and i am chatting. AC is being all nice. He's telling me all these nice things, and as much as I feel utterly flattered I hate him for being so nice NOW. "its too late

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about a week ago I went to Nationals, a huge store, kinda like a supermarket only not quite. anyway i went to the candy aisle and I saw a person. at first at thought it was a man, then i heard her talking to another girl who worked there, and i realized it was a woman. i was there for a while, discreetly analyzing her. she was wearing baggy jeans, boxers, a t-shirt, and the Nationals shirt

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December 24, 2004 Christmas Eve Blink 182 describes with unique beauty and truth how I feel towards Christmas: (I wont be becoming home for Christmas – Blink 182) (People singing Christmas songs – la la la la la) (heavy drums and guitar) Outside the carol singers start to sing I cant describe the joy they bring Cuz joy is something they don’t bring me My girlfriend is by my side ____

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My reveillon was pretty boring – we came back to Mount Vernon, and at 11:30 my mom and Suzana started watching a Hispanic channel that was filming the Times Square (they don’t have CNN here). At almost midnight I clicked “next” (winamp) and the first song I listed to in 2005 was Pink’s Save Me. Lol Then my mom kinda hugged me, but she also kinda chocked me, so I started coughing a lot… And voila

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Still obsessing about the lesbian neighbors? oh yeah now i have pictures! (i got it from my cousin's camera -- i still havent talked to them) (Jill, Gerry and Monica) today they were outside (and we were in the car getting read to go to manhattan) and my mom asked "who is he and who is she?" it took me a while to realize she was trying to ask who was the man in the relationship. my cousin

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its amazing i am here in new rochelle at my cousin's house. my laptop was hungry for some internet and voila! the little window saying "wireless connection available" popped up!! i have no clue how i am getting wireless, or who i am getting it from, but i LOVE it! yearlier, i was able to connect for like 2 minutes through a connection called "matt." if you are matt, thak you. but now i am

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(ani difranco - you had time) December 27, 2004 Tsunami – I just learned this word and I already hate it ****** I write because I can. I write because I have to. My mom and I aren’t in Mount Vernon anymore. We came to New Rochelle where Bobby and Jill live. I like it here, I get along better with my mom (cuz she is less stressed out) and I can eat their food. On the 25th they had a

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December 23, 2004 **Happy Birthday Andy** My girls For the longest time I’ve loved Alanis Morissette’s songs. Then Ani DiFranco came along and I loved her songs too. Recently Tori Amos joined the group. I wonder who the next girl is gonna be. I am thinking Fiona Apple, but I am not sure. She is an angry girl, and I love angry girls… so it’s a possibility. I’ve gotta download some of her stuff.

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i have been doing a lot of writing (but i do so on my laptop, and i cant get online with it. i have to use my cousin's computer to get online) but i havent been posting it here. i will do it some other time, maybe if i have a free day (free from adults i mean) i will go to starbucks or something... for now, this is all i can do. a few words. i miss rio like crazy. this is cery strange cuz we

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December 21 2004 Mulholland Dr. Yesterday I was watching the 100 hottest hotties on VH1 and one of the hotties was Naomi Watts. They showed bits of her lesbian scenes from Mulholland Dr. and my mom and Letty’s mom were shocked. (they were pretty spicy scenes) Letty’s mom was like “I don’t mind seeing man/woman scenes, but two women just gross me out” My mom agreed. I didn’t feel offended. I

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(kd lang - constant craving) today I was thinking about my romantic future (actually, i think about that a lot) and I came up with the conclusion that i CANNOT image what this person will/would be like. first of all - i cant figure out the person's sex. daa i cant imagine what person would want to stay with me. the more I mature the more unique (aka annoying and picky) I become, and the same

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December 19, 2004 12:24am Hello dear family. Day one in New Rochelle/Mount Vernon is over and done. Right now: my mom is trying to convince Letty’s mother that a microwave wont kill her. As my mom would stay, she “stopped in time.” She lives in the past. It was driving us crazy having to pull out a pot every time we wanted to have some food, boil water, or heat up milk. So we bought her a

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read over what i write i hate doing that so sometimes i get too carried away and skip a word or something. its really funny. just letting you know... i also dont pee when there are other people in the bathroom. (well, at home i can pee with someone in the bathroom because i probably know them well enough, or else they wouldnt be in the bathroom with me) but there at college, if i can see

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All the international kids, the MKs and the TCKs have a host family here at h. college So I have one too. And I have two "sisters" Dara and Heather. (both missionary kids) Tonight I had dinner at their house. Their house is really nice. Its fairly small, but its ok cuz all their kids are like 30 and dont live with them anymore. and its so neatly decorated.. its really adorable and very cozy Mr

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Why is this blog called Song of Freedom? The title came from the old black spiritual "Ain't Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Around" Ain't gonna let nobody, turn me around Turn me around, turn me around Ain't gonna let nobody, turn me around Keep on a walking, keep on a talking Matching up to freedom land (this is how i hear it in my head, it might have been slightly modified by my brain) I heard that

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... I see you in my dreams Last night I got an email from Sarah Leckie "hola mis amigos! espero que el Señor esté bendeciendote muy muy mucho. i have to admit that mi español has improved greatly in my first week here in ecuador. (...)" and it got me thinking about her (even more) then at night I dreamed about her, only her name was Jacqueline Crisman (my biology teacher's name). So I lived

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- Chelsea Chelsea Chelsea - My baby cousin Luiana and her sisters Heloisa and Fabia - My cousin/friend Juliana - My aunt Dorcas (even though she's kinda psycho and all) - My cousin Alex - All my other cousins. I wanna be the annoying aunt that will squeeze their cheeks! (but that always has candy or a gift with her) - My room - Sitting on my blue couch with Chelsea next to me, watching

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Last night I was up late writing an essay, but all I really wanted to do was to write on my blog... but i didnt (i am kinda proud of myself) and i kinda forget what i was gonna say. (I also overslept and was late for my 8 o'clock) I remember imagining what it would be like if I went to Salt Lake City to see Norah. It was interesting. Then I thought about my future career. And I looked at

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working in the dishroom can be a lot of funits demands major team working skills, physical strength, agility and brain power.after all, 2 hours of doing one thing and then 30 minutes of cleaning up in isnt easy.this is how the assembly line works. 1 - tray is out on the conveyor belt by student. conveyor belt goes into the dishroom2 - person number 1 gets the silverware and the napkins3 - person

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as Rio mentioned, most kids "have an imaginary companion by age 7". That was not the case for me. When I was little I did NOT have an imaginary friend. However when I was 11-years-old I did. My parents were taking a break, so my mom went to Miami, and I stayed with my dad in Sao Paulo. And from what I remember, that was the first time I had an imaginary friend. Her name was Daphne. (it was

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You have the Renoir girl look. Youd have enchantedthe French Impressionists, who painted livelygirls at work and play. Their models wereballet dancers, girls of Paris enjoyingthemselves at open air dances or in music hallsand cafes, delighting in the sunshine or thebright lights of French nightlife. The Renoirgirl loved to experiment with make-up and werefun loving, sexy yet elegant. The

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AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride of oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led

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i havent been posting as much because this week was really crazy i've been really busy and just not in the mood for this... - i am working on a "crush list" with all the girls i've ever had a crush... its fun to remember how it all started. i will post it here when i'm done with it. - i had a little talk with Cheryl, my RA. I was really mad, hurt and upset and that turned into anger (and the

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I get that question a lot. "Not studying Biology" is usually what I answer. Right now however, it would be "not writing my Intro to Politics paper" My days have been busy. Yesteday (monday) I did some mailing work in the morning (why this obsession with money? oh i know...), Biology Class, more mailing, had lunch, did my nails (I needed a break), Math test, worked in the mouse colony (cleaning

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o gosto quente do vomito. go figure...

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(world before columbus - suzanne vega) Lots of people (3) emailed me about my last post. Thank you all! Yeah, Rachel (the girl with the “I am gonna vomit attitude”) is somewhat of a drama queen and she definitely isn’t ready to deal with a lot of things… But as Happy said “It's not her fault, perhaps it was her upbringing”. And she is right (Happy). Most of the girls I know around here have

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My computer is being very annoying, but still I stand firm with my decision to post something before going to bed. Ok, I just feel like crap tonight. A lot. So stupid… My day was great, nothing bad happened. I feel stupid. Well, something did happen. Rachel Fisher, a girl from my floor (and also my friend), Bri (my roommate) and I were talking about Rachel being an RA (resident assistant – a

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my latest addiction: http://www.thecorrs.com.br/destino/site/ There's this brazilian soap opera called Senhora do Destino (Destiny Madam - sort of) and there's a lesbian couple in it. Leo (Eleonora) and Jennifer. since i cant be there and watch it, i just download clips. Over Thanksgiving I was able to watch it (really watch it, cuz they have brazilian cable) and it was awesome! and now i

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In the airport I am a big girl! Bethany drove me to the Buffalo Airport. She was so sweet and said I didn’t have to pay for gas since I usually sub for her when she cant go to work. The drive was fantastic, the weather was great and the songs were great! So I got here with my one big suitcase and a carry-on. Checking in my suitcase was amazingly easy (God bless technology!) So I wandered

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I think I have always been tough. Not like “don’t touch me I don’t need you tough” but just independent and strong. There are 2 girls on my floor who had said that I was a city girl. When I asked them why they said it had to do with my clothes and my style. Then my roommate said she could picture me getting a cab by myself, while she’d be all shy and scared. (Then we watched 13 going on 30, and

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I want to write I really do But I dont know what to write about. I was supposed to write an article for the yearbook about a month ago, and i never did. The Copy Editor must be soooo mad at me! I am affraid I'll never turn in the article and then I'll be baned from the Yearbook (and consequently, banned from working with the Layout crew, in other other, kept from seeing Laura). That's how scared

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Msn: AC and I were talking and I mentioned that my roommate was on the phone with her boyfriend and that that reminded me of our long talks on the phone. So he was like “whats your number? I want to call you” So he did. On the Phone: it was fun. As soon as I answered the phone and we said hi and stuff we both just laughed nervously. I broke the ice by saying “this is so cute I think I’m blushing

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This morning when I was gonna feed my 2 fish I saw that Marina was swimming sideways. She would swim a bit, then stop, and float around a little… She didn’t eat anything. It was obvious that she was dying, but just to be sure I left her in the fish tank for a while. I went to church, had lunch, and when I came back she was already 100% dead. I got her and I was kind of analyzing her little body.

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French, Spanish, Portuguese and English. Peut-être I should take French next semester. Even though that would add up to 18 hours a week and my advisor would NOT advise me to do that... She believes (oh so fool) that I could be getting better grades if I wasnt taking 17 hours now. But it doesnt make a difference. I dont study anyway. Oh, they dont have French 101 next semester. Nervermind.

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one day you see a strange little girl look at you one day you see a strange little girl feeling blue she'd run to the town one day leaving home and the country fair just beware when you're there strange little girl she didn't know how to live in a town that was rough it didn't take long before she knew she had enough walking home in her wrapped up world she survived but she's feeling old and she

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A couple of days ago I emailed Sarah... Hi Sarah! This is Mackenzie (from h. and also from Brazil) How are you? I wish we have had a chance to say goodbye - I went to the Campus Center a couple of times in the morning but you weren't there. Then after lunch your booth wasnt there anymore! :( Well, I hope everything is alright with you, and I also want to thankyou for coming here - I learned so

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"Bette?" (from The L Word) Drawn during highly interesting discussion about Aristotle's oppinion on Citizenship... The mug is the mug the professor was driking coffee/water/wine (lol) from. And "green greek red latin" are the two books he suggested we buy, apparently they are very useful latin and greek dictionaries!

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1099799209463942542004-11-07T01:46:00.000-02:002004-11-07T02:07:12.030-02:00

Laura H.  The girl I mentioned here. Now she's got short blond straight hair. Not long red and curly... But her face looks pretty much the same. Only when I see her she's usually not wearing too much makeup. But sometimes she is. Anyway! Yes, she is the Yearbook Layout Editor. And yes she wow.. She rocks! At least I think she does... This is her website: http://www.infinitycorridor.com.

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Tonight I went to Big Als (little burger place they have here) with Vicky and Lindsay. Vicky - she lives on my floor, a couple of doors down from my room. She is a bit chubby, not too pretty, short hair, brownish-red hair, blue eyes, peculiar smell, great sense of humor, and fun! Lindsay - 1st floor - but she;s always hanging out with girls from my floor cuz we rock. Tall and thin. short dirty

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I am really nervous right now. And I know why. In 3 ½ hours we’re having a yearbook meeting. And as I’ve mentioned before, I am slightly obsessed with the Layout Editor, Laura Hanks. I will post more about her later. Alright. I am also nervous because of the elections. It’s a big deal. I have a biology test (lab practical) tomorrow and I haven’t started studying for it. There’s also a politics

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Bush is gonna win. Even thought he is not the one I would have voted for (I did register but I did not receive a confirmation... maybe they lost my letter. and now its too late)...

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One of the best feelings in the world is a mixture of quietness, stillness and calmness. If possible, add some peacefulness. And that's exacly how I was feeling 1 minute ago (before I started thinking about all the work I have to do). But there is some of my magical formula left to inspire me. I think its the same feeling when you're in someone's arms (romatically speaking). *** I wrote

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Monday night I get out of work at around 7:40pm. I am exhausted. The moment I step out of the elevator, Cheryl, my RA mentions that there's going to be a Dorm Bible Study in 15 minutes led by Sarah something, some Missionary woman. I decided to go - I looked pretty descent for someone who had been working in the dish room for the last 2 and 1/2 hours... when I got to the 1st floor I was pretty

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A building built around us, protecting, surrounding, and hiding. That night my room was the world to us. I would never have imagined that a mere high school acquaintance was to become an unforgettable friend. I remember where she was standing, I remember how it felt. Staring into the mirror and contemplating her refracted body, Nashlah was gently and intensely fixing her hair. Our friendship had

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I wanna live life, never be cruel, I wanna live life, be good to you. I wanna fly, never come down, And live my life, And have friends around. We never change, do we? We never learned to leave, So I wanna live in a wooden house, I wanna live life, always be true, I wanna live life, and be good to you, I wanna fly, and never come down, And I live my life, and have friends around. We never change

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My problem has been solved. I now understand why Anne does it. *** its so amazing how people expect to meet Mr. Right in college. Or Ms. Right. It makes me sick. *** I believe I dont want to be a Biology major anymore. It kinda breaks my heart to say that because its been my dream ever since I got over the astronaut stage. But I really think its not for me. Mediocre grades are just as

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1096958339782577522004-10-05T03:25:00.000-03:002004-10-05T03:38:59.783-03:00

i think my blog's dying. and thats ok because all things must come to an end. i am also losing things. my innocence, my childishness, my careless ways, my righteousness. who am I trying to reach? myself, I'd say. But then how come I dont enjoy this anymore? How come I long for that stupid little COMMENT (1)? this blog has lost its essence. I am however, probably still gonna post here once in

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FIRSTS: 1. First best friend: Mackenzie, 1st grade 2. First car: wish I had one 3. First real kiss: 13, with Fabio “Hino”, movie theater, watching The 9th portal 4. First break-up: AC, 10th grade 5. First screen name: ShopGirl (from you’ve got mail) 6. First self-purchased album: Daniella Mercury 7. First funeral: some old man from our church 8. First pets: Rainbow 9. First piercing/tattoos: Ears

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So embarrassing all my life (since I got my SAT results) I thought I'd gotten a 1200. Yes, I really did. Cuz in my head, 530 (verbal score) + 590 (math score) = 1200!!!!! But yesterday I was checking my h. files online and they had an "unofficial transcript" and there it was. SAT: 1120!!! Oh my gosh! I suck.

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I'm posting again Procrastination is a disease. I know it is. And I know I have it. Yesterday I watched the Collge Choir concert with Abby and her roommie Danielle and an old guy told me to be quiet. I felt soooo ashamed and embarassed! and i know, its not a big deal. But I just wanted to run out of there. I obviously didnt, cuz I'm a lady. no im not. I should be reading my biology book Case

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Due to tons of letters and desperate pleas I will post again. I’ve been too busy. Well, not really, but I do have a lot in my mind. Thursday night – Yearbook meeting. The editor, Laura Hanks kinda makes me feel like a little horny dog… It is amazingly disturbing but I really don’t wanna quit going to the meetings. I like Yearbook stuff and I have to learn to live with my faults. Do Thursday

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sometimes i just feel like saying that not to everyone, but to a few people who just get on my nerves!!! person number 1 - R. - seriously. cut the crap. dont bother. person number 2 - S. - i dont like you. you dont like me. person number 3 - K. - i think you do know. i think u did get it. dont hide it person number 4 - D. - you little cow. we're not naked in Brazil!

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Yes - dangerous I should be posting now Its 1:30am and I'm still doing homework. I know, shame on me. I had a week to do it bla bla bla But its ok. I'm in a great mood. Even thought I'm hungry, tired, sleepy and doing my humongous calculus homework at 1:30 am. I had a good day today. It started out kinda crappy, and I wanted to cry and change my major to something not as freaking hard as

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Faith The verse I mentioned is Matthew 8:6 "But if anyone causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a large millstone hung around his neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea." and I know Jesus was talking about children, but I'm pretty sure the same principle applies to this situation.

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Today is my blog's 1 year anniversary. I see it as more of a birthday. So I'll sing happy birthday: happy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday dear blog happy birthday to you!! Happy birthday in english is so boring!! it just goes on and an... Parabens pra voce Nessa data querida Muitas felicidades Muitos anos de vida!! *** E pro meu blog nada! Tudo! entao como eh que eh? E

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Instead of typing I write Take pictures and post Moby not Mobi

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with this blog i dont feel like writing anymore even when i do want to write

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Yes, for science I've applied for a job in the Biology department. For science. My biology professor has nothing to do with it. For science. I might be washing dishes in the Biology department. For science.

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(Five for fighting - Alright) I hate bad days. But they are neceassary (we need the bad days so we can appreciate the good one..... bla bla bla). Not quite sure what to write. I officially miss my friends. The girls and our talks. The guys and our jokes. And vice versa. I dont officially miss my mom. I'm not ready for that yet. I miss my MP3s. So I go to Amazon and listen to 30 seconds

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1095138558800708422004-09-14T01:09:00.000-03:002004-09-14T02:35:42.850-03:00

Oh, what the heck Why Am trying to hide it?! - B. is a girl. Becky. - My Biology professor looks like Anne Heche and that rocks my world. - I love The L Word. - And I love Curve Magazine. - I just tried coming out to a girl here, and she didnt quite grasp the concept that N****** wasnt a boy's name and therefore I had kissed a girl. - Im not interested in guys - Hiding's been kiling "I

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- Tomorrow morning I have an interview with a Spanish professor. If I pass, I wont need to take a forein language. If I dont, I will. I dont want to have to take it. I've got too much on my mind! So in order to get Spanish in my head, I just watched Uptown Girls in Spanish. I hate it when they translate movies to Portuguese, I feel like I could be watching it in English and learning new things.

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therefore I dont have to care about talking too much. or mispelling a word. or correct grammar. im gonna write what i feel. and since in real life i've been very quiet and withdrawn i feel i really need to talk!! i might call a friend instead. its a lot more effective than this post. but its also more expensive. who should i call?? I just went through my address book/page and hmmm. i need

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I have a biology quiz today. People have been studying for it for a week I didnt. I thinl its hard to study. Studying is harder than biology itself. But this morning I was able to sit down and just study for about 1 hour. I memorized some funcional groups, the amino acid basic structure, how a condensation occurs and the 4 protein structures. ok. My roommate is seriouly considering dropping

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i dont even know how to even begin to explain all this. its so simple. but it can get so complex and i hate it oh yes i do but its in me its mine like a shaddow that familiarly haunts me

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http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mackenzie_york/ahheditado.jpg i've been realizing how hard this PreMed/Biology thing is gonna be! My roommate is freaking out about it (she's a biology major as well) it can get really overwhelming, and its only the second week of school. we have a biology quiz on friday and people are already studying hours for that. and besides biology, there are

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1094604478201310962004-09-07T21:39:00.000-03:002004-09-07T21:47:58.200-03:00

So sick and tired My mom was gone from terribly depressed to terribly cruel. I dont wanna talk about it. i wish I had someone to talk to about this, but i just got to college and i dont know who to trust. and im not messed up enough to go to the Counseling Center. I am so mad. I thought it would get better, and it actually did for a while, when I wasnt thinking about it. But now that im

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1094522377506192852004-09-06T22:57:00.000-03:002004-09-06T23:03:05.016-03:00

Doesnt this look erotic?

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thats a really good movie. but THIS is my life. and its not quite like the movie. im not a guy. im not in alaska. no one's been killed. crap, now im kinda scared. cuz its dark. and creepy ai ai ai so, i cant sleep. i'd be laying in bed, and i'd think 'i cant sleep', then immediately the blink 182 song (i cannot sleep i cannot dream tonight) would come to my head and i'd think about the song

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1094350412554264252004-09-04T22:54:00.000-03:002004-09-04T23:17:58.423-03:00

Today we had an inside bonfire. The girls in my floor got together in a little room with flashlights and smores. It was kinda fun, they were all telling stories: embarrassing stories, gross stories, disease stories and so on... There were a couple of girls, however, what REALLY annoyed me. Vicky - told us the entire medical history. all the bones broken, sprained, burn and so on... She was

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Yesterday I decided to go for a walk at night, I was gonna check out LOTR and visit a friend. When I got to her room, she was crying. Tineke was overwhelmed. We talked a little, went for a walk, watched the stars and talked some more. We really like it other. I told her it was ok, and also very normal to feel that way. But that soon we'd get used to college and all that... Then I went to this

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Tonight they'll show The Return Of The King. Tonight I could read "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" that I just checked out. What is it gonna be?

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9:00 - wake up 9:35 - too late for breakfast 9:40 - bought cookies and milk 10:00 - biology class, I spot B. I sit next to B. who seems happy to see me. 11:00 - chapel B and I go to chapel together and sit together 11:40 - I go to B.s room, then we check out mail boxes 12:00 - lunch, with B 12:30 - we go our separate ways I had a stupid smile on my face all morning...

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These are the hardest times... its when i miss home the most. during the day i might have some problems with friends, of lack of them. and i get sad and all. but at night, everything is fine. and there are girls everywhere, my roommate is here, i'm well fed and in my PJs. thats when things get rough. Tonight I decided to 'eat my feelings' so I went to the dorm's little 'study food' store and

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On my very first class I got there (an hour earlier), sat down, and wondered why my name wasnt called as the professor took attendance. In about 15 minutes I realized I was in a Genetics class, not General Biology. Afraid of being mocked as the stupid freshman who went to the wrong class, i just sat there and i waited. after about 40 minutes they started watching a video, and that was a cue to

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is unkymood right? today we had a class (FYI) in the chapel. All the freshman were there, and we had a speaker, and he went on and on about things i dont remember. and why dont i remember? 1 - i was really sleepy, really 2 - i was thiking about rather naughty things i didnt feel terribly ashamed about it cuz my thoughts werent directed to a certain person, they were just general thoughts that

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College life is pretty interesting. Living in a dorm is great, there's always someone with their door open and being around such great variety of girls is a lot of fun. We eat 3 times a day, the food is really good. I only get hungry at night (cuz dinner is at like, 5 or 6), at around 10 or 11 I get hungry, but I'm so tired by then that my stomach shuts up and goes to sleep. Since I'm a

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Really! i dont know what to do about my mom! EVERY TIME i talk to her on msn she tells me how much she's been crying, how lonely she is, how depressed she is, how hard life is and so on. and asks me stuff like 'this is all gonna end one day, right?' and she always says 'i cant stand living by myself. i dont thik i'm gonna make it' 'oh i miss you so much it hurts' 'its 3 in the afternoon and

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Jane knew there was more to life than just working, eating and sleeping. She felt it deep inside. There was a place in her heart where she stored her frustration, pain, fear and anxiety. No one had ever reached such dark place, in fact, no one had ever reached her heart at all. No one. The closest anyone had ever goten to her heart was her womb. Ever since the abortion Jane had seriouly

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1093811167230898672004-08-29T17:22:00.000-03:002004-08-29T17:26:07.230-03:00

there's something majorly wrong with me!!!! i cant seem to stop cutting my hair!! a few monhts ago i cut it by myself for the first time, everyone was shocked. a few days ago i cut it a bit more a few minutes ago i did it again and its finally pretty short my goal is to get it as short as hmm kinda like Felicity's hair (when she first cut it) my mom would kill me if she saw it. its so impulsive.

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In spite of her tender age, Madeleine cries like a real lady. No loud sobs or deformed face. She keeps a straight face, straight like the righteous paths she tries to follow, straight like what she is not. Her tears run down like liquid diamonds, enriching her frail complexion. As an attempt to control her priceless tears she twitches her nose, for she had learned in Anatomy class all about the

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1093578440116937482004-08-27T00:38:00.000-03:002004-08-27T00:47:20.116-03:00

after having to actually JOURNAL, instead of BLOG, i'm back. full power and with a fotolog so that friends and family know what i`m up to!! I dont really know why, but i miss Rivero terribly.

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1093577678698381552004-08-26T23:35:00.000-03:002005-01-22T14:31:32.140-02:00

Ago 22 2004 I`m hating it Yesterday when I got here we were a bit lost and all, but then it all got better. Dad went to the Fletchers (community housing) and I began to unpack. Bri’s stuff are here, but she’s at the Highlader program (camping, hiking and all). The RA, Cheryl, showed us around a bit and we went out for dinner I’ve been kinda moody. Well, sort of. My mood varies from quiet to

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1092795511862202272004-08-17T22:40:00.000-03:002004-08-17T23:25:28.576-03:00

I had a good topic for a post, but I forgot what it was... but i still really want to post something!oh, ok. i joined a community (orkut.com) and hmm, well, two girls mentioned that I was beautiful and kissable... i was so happy!! i've never been complimented like that by another girl. it feels pretty good...i feel stupid for saying that, but its true. and this is my blog. my 'song of

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--- I just thought it would be quite amuzing if Mary Cheney went up to her Daddy, Dick Cheney, and told him that she was giving up her homosexuality because she fell in love with Osama's kid. --- better yet! she could fall in love with one of Osama's many wives and rescue her from the Taliban, giving her shealther in the White House. Absurd love stories are so great!

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1092440821568447582004-08-13T20:41:00.000-03:002004-08-13T20:47:01.566-03:00

mom - i refuse to get you size 16 clothes! mom - god willing you will lose weight! mom - you betta stop eating so much! mom - you're not gonna be this fat for much longer! mom - how come yuou didnt stop easting when you realized your clothes werent fitting you anymore? mom - go try that on (...) OH! i really thought it was gonna fit you! **** mom - oww. i'm so sorry u're blue. why dont you go

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1092348561063888302004-08-12T19:05:00.000-03:002004-08-12T19:09:21.076-03:00

Hey Mackie!Sorry I couldn't be online for your bday =). Anyways I'm in Sardinia(in quite frankly the middle of nowhere) at an Internet cafe and I just wanted to say I miss ya and I hope you're doing well. The guys at the hotel teen club aren't exactly the best people in the world...smoking and drinking beer all the time. But anyhow, I haven't forgotten you in the least... and will plan to post

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1092340697691668782004-08-12T16:56:00.000-03:002004-08-12T16:58:17.690-03:00

I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always this sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting every time and as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders catching things and eating their insides like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason will you come home and stop this pain tonight stop this pain tonight

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1092338814100054242004-08-12T16:26:00.000-03:002004-08-12T16:26:54.100-03:00

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1092320075661185872004-08-12T10:44:00.000-03:002004-08-12T11:14:35.663-03:00

I'm very fond of long titles... here's what going on: Technology problems: - i cant get my lovely digital camera to work on my computer because of the USB stuff. i tried my mom's computer, and i was able to install the USB thing, but i still cant get it work. so no having fun with my digital camera until i get to the states. - my speakers arent working cuz when i plugged the thing in the wrong

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1091835802844159982004-08-06T20:35:00.000-03:002004-08-06T20:43:22.843-03:00

G as in gay... When I was around seven I had a friend. Her name was Mackenzie as well. We both thought it was so cool we had the same name! I think thats the main reason why we were friends, at least at first. We were best friends, it was fun. We used to play "mom and dad". I was usually the dad, probably because she was really bossy (she used to hit me once in a while even though i was bigger

Mackenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268525171753721330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5843245.post-1091498465278175662004-08-02T22:54:00.000-03:002004-08-02T23:01:05.276-03:00

dont let it get away!! my 18th birthday has been surprisingly great! i love my family and they love me and that's all that really matters!! though i REALLY love my 4.1 sony digital camera as well!!!! your love is amazing steady and unchanging, your love is a mountain firm beneath my feet

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