tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19511041987674855162024-03-12T17:50:13.973-07:00Out Playing In TrafficSweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-69376445572674677032013-01-04T05:40:00.000-08:002013-01-04T05:40:06.114-08:00So i'm actually going to rant a bit...First of all, I REALLY need to move out of my house. Like soon. I'm super depressed when I'm at home. I feel like it's dark, dirty, unorganized, cramped, and there's constantly people here who I don't want to be around. I can't even have people over anymore because my house disgusts me so much. Plus it's a constant reminder that my life isn't progressing. It feels like I've been out of school for ages, but it's only been one semester so far. I want to go back as soon as possible, but how am I supposed to do that without knowing what I want to study?<br />
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I practically live from house to house, but I hate having to depend on other people and feeling like I'm in the way. I know some of my friends want to move out but they don't want to have to pay bills. I don't have the resources to move out on my own... I don't even know if I have the resources to move out with a roommate. Plus the idea of getting an apartment and not putting money toward owning something seems like a waste. And planning to move out is extremely difficult when you don't know when or where you're going back to school.<br />
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Now I'm going to go totally off subject and say that I think it's complete bullshit that you call someone your 'best friend' who ditches you constantly and has been in and out of your life. I've been there for you your entire life and we're family, and I'm never first choice when it comes to hanging out or going somewhere with a group. Do you really not see that it's bothering me, or do you just not care enough to talk to me about it?<br />
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Do people just not want to be around me? Every time I ask someone if they want to hang out I feel like I have to ask a whole bunch of times, and even then all I'll get is a whole bunch of half-hearted excuses or an unenthusiastic 'yes'. And even when I do hang out with people, if I'm in a group I feel like I'm just the object of ridicule, like I'm there to just be put down the entire time or not included in the conversation. It might as well be like I'm not even there.<br />
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Is there something wrong with me? Am I depressed? Everyone is so wrapped up in their own lives, there's no way I can talk to anyone about what's going on. Plus I feel like I just keep complaining about the same things over and over and nothing ever changes.Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-62488020837603660792011-11-29T22:08:00.001-08:002011-11-29T22:08:18.988-08:00There is...an ADORABLE turtle necklace at jcpenney that I must have!! :)Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-86189296069133462722011-11-26T10:11:00.000-08:002011-11-26T10:11:16.467-08:00Some cute/funny pictures/quotes from tumblr...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JV64Km7rSJM/TtErB7874-I/AAAAAAAAAXE/RQ4IDgDLz6s/s1600/emilydickinson.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JV64Km7rSJM/TtErB7874-I/AAAAAAAAAXE/RQ4IDgDLz6s/s320/emilydickinson.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: cyan; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">to you, I’ll never be cold </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: cyan; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">‘Cause I feel that when I’m with you, </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: cyan; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">It’s alright, I know it’s right. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: cyan;"><br style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: cyan; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Like they know the score, </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: cyan; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And I love you, I love you, I love you, </span></span><br />
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Anyway, I'm excited for thanksgiving and christmas and new year's and all that, but I kind of want it to be spring again. Winter is so gloomy and depressing.Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-25595925883612277982011-11-14T21:59:00.000-08:002011-11-14T21:59:14.700-08:00This is...One of the hardest things I've ever had to do. But I'm learning.Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-54607424951782939842011-11-06T21:24:00.000-08:002011-11-06T21:24:56.147-08:00It's Raining...It was love from the first time we touched.Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-35912434553843404282011-11-03T20:46:00.001-07:002011-11-03T20:46:25.444-07:00Stupid Papers...I hate trying to come up with good topics for papers :/Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-77954061027102684432011-11-03T12:11:00.000-07:002011-11-03T12:11:32.809-07:00Some Recipes I'm Going to Try...I need to post them so I don't lose them or forget about them haha.<br />
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1. Chicken Dish<br />
<ul><li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/4 cup vinegar</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/4 cup olive oil</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/4 cup water (or white wine)</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 (.7 ounce) package dry Italian salad dressing mix (such as Good Seasons)</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient">1 pound boneless chicken pieces, cut into bite-size chunks</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 tablespoon butter</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 large onion, chopped</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 large green bell pepper, chopped</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 2 cups shredded sharp Cheddar cheese</li>
</ul><h3 class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;">Directions</h3><div class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"><ol><li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> Whisk together the vinegar, olive oil, water, and Italian dressing mix in a bowl. Stir in the chicken; allow chicken to marinate while preparing the remaining ingredients. </span></li>
<li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> Heat the butter in a skillet over medium-high heat. Stir in the onion and bell pepper; cook and stir until the onion has softened and turned translucent, about 5 minutes. Remove the the chicken from the marinade using a slotted spoon, and transfer to the skillet; reserve the remaining marinade. Cook and stir the chicken until no longer pink in the center, 3 to 5 minutes. </span></li>
<li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break">Add reserved marinade, then sprinkle cheese on top. Do not stir. Cover and simmer on low heat until cheese is melted and chicken is tender, about 20 minutes. Allow the dish to rest for a few minutes before serving.</span></li>
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<span class="plaincharacterwrap break">2. Homemade House Dressing</span><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"></span><br />
<ul><li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 1/2 quarts olive oil</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/3 cup garlic powder</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/3 cup dried oregano</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/3 cup dried basil</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/4 cup pepper</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/4 cup salt</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/4 cup onion powder</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1/4 cup Dijon-style mustard</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 2 quarts red wine vinegar</li>
</ul><h3 class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"> Directions</h3><div class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"><ol><li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> In a very large container, mix together the olive oil, garlic powder, oregano, basil, pepper, salt, onion powder, and Dijon-style mustard. Pour in the vinegar, and mix vigorously until well blended. Store tightly covered at room temperature.</span></li>
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<span class="plaincharacterwrap break">3. Rosemary Roasted Turkey</span><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"></span><br />
<ul><li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 3/4 cup olive oil</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 3 tablespoons minced garlic</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 2 tablespoons chopped fresh rosemary</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 tablespoon chopped fresh basil</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 tablespoon Italian seasoning</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 teaspoon ground black pepper</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> salt to taste</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 (12 pound) whole turkey</li>
</ul><h3 class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"> Directions</h3><div class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"><ol><li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> Preheat oven to 325 degrees F. </span></li>
<li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> In a small bowl, mix the olive oil, garlic, rosemary, basil, Italian seasoning, black pepper and salt. Set aside.</span></li>
<li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> Wash the turkey inside and out; pat dry. Remove any large fat deposits. Loosen the skin from the breast. This is done by slowly working your fingers between the breast and the skin. Work it loose to the end of the drumstick, being careful not to tear the skin. </span></li>
<li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> Using your hand, spread a generous amount of the rosemary mixture under the breast skin and down the thigh and leg. Rub the remainder of the rosemary mixture over the outside of the breast. Use toothpicks to seal skin over any exposed breast meat. </span></li>
<li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> Place the turkey on a rack in a roasting pan. Add about 1/4 inch of water to the bottom of the pan. Roast in the preheated oven 3 to 4 hours, or until the internal temperature of the bird reaches 180 degrees F (80 degrees C).</span></li>
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<span class="plaincharacterwrap break">4. Chicken Enchilada Dip</span><br />
<ul><li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 3 cooked, boneless chicken breast halves, shredded</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 2 (8 ounce) packages light cream cheese, softened</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 4 green onions, chopped</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 (10 ounce) can diced tomatoes with green chile peppers</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 teaspoon minced garlic</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 teaspoon chopped cilantro</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 tablespoon chili powder</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 teaspoon cumin</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 teaspoon dried oregano</li>
<li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient"> 1 teaspoon paprika</li>
</ul><h3 class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"> Directions</h3><div class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"><ol><li><span class="plaincharacterwrap break"> In a bowl, mix the shredded chicken, light cream cheese, green onions, diced tomatoes with green chile peppers, garlic, and cilantro. Season with chili powder, cumin, oregano, and paprika. Cover, and chill at least 2 hours.</span></li>
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5. Quiche<br />
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1 dozen eggs<br />
1 1/2 cup half & half<br />
1/2 - 1 lb of cooked crumbled bacon<br />
2 - 3 cups chopped frozen broccoli<br />
2 - 3 cups sharp cheddar cheese<br />
season salt<br />
pepper<br />
onion powder<br />
garlic powder<br />
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Mix eggs and half & half. Add spices. I use a lot of onion powder. Add the remaining ingredients and put in a Pam sprayed casserole dish and bake at 350 for approximately 45 minutes or until the knife comes out clean. Do not overcook!<br />
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1 bag of frozen cauliflower, thawed<br />
1 pack of bacon bits or 5 slices of cooked and crumbled bacon<br />
8 oz of cream cheese softened<br />
8 oz of cheddar<br />
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Chop the cauliflower into chunks and nuke for 10 minutes in a small casserole dish. Add everything and stir, then smooth out in the dish. Dust with paprika and a little butter if you like. A little pepper on top is good too. Bake at 350 until brown and bubbly, 25 to 40 min. Just keep an eye on it. I do spray the dish with Pam first.<br />
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7. Pizza Casserole<br />
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1-2 lbs. sausage (or hamburger)<br />
1 green pepper, chopped<br />
1 onion, chopped (if desired)<br />
Pepperoni, cut up (if desired)<br />
1 can pizza sauce<br />
1 pkg. shredded mozzarella cheese<br />
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Brown meat and add chopped peppers and onions. Then add pepperoni and cook for a while. Drain and add pizza sauce. Place in casserole dish, cover with mozzarella, and bake 30 to 45 minutes.Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-50470014131509571102011-11-02T17:49:00.000-07:002011-11-02T17:49:04.494-07:00Best Friends :)<em>We don’t have to try to think the same thoughts, we just have a way of knowing everything’s going to be okay. We laugh ‘til we cry, read each others minds, live with a smile. Make it all worthwhile.</em>Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-69271004952913556072011-11-01T20:57:00.000-07:002011-11-01T20:57:38.502-07:00Christina Perri!"I hope that you see right through my walls.<br />
I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling.<br />
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You put your arms around me<br />
And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go.<br />
You put your arms around me and I'm home."Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-29933974532289864392011-11-01T19:24:00.001-07:002011-11-01T19:24:24.491-07:00Obsessed...<img alt="" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpokllwIcg1qm9d1uo1_500.gif" />Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-17603291087828274582011-11-01T19:23:00.000-07:002011-11-01T19:23:16.899-07:00Breakfast Club!! :)<img alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsct2vqLoN1r2nb8eo1_500.gif" />Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-25808689980683931602011-11-01T19:10:00.001-07:002011-11-01T19:10:26.713-07:00Love this movie!<img alt="dtfwink:
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<img alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsd8os0pIK1r2mkfwo1_500.gif" />Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-12310832994229592872011-11-01T18:25:00.000-07:002011-11-01T18:25:55.496-07:00Haha :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp92s4F9l00/TrCb6wR-EbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GS6qTxvgOE0/s1600/keshaaa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="310" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp92s4F9l00/TrCb6wR-EbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GS6qTxvgOE0/s320/keshaaa.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-34923484361401116212011-11-01T18:15:00.000-07:002011-11-01T18:21:21.810-07:00More Pics and Quotes to Lighten the Mood :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZi9Y5crZbE/TrCVpWCHLmI/AAAAAAAAATU/UlaJKXahDeU/s1600/awesomedrop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZi9Y5crZbE/TrCVpWCHLmI/AAAAAAAAATU/UlaJKXahDeU/s320/awesomedrop.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"I feel the dream in me expire, and there's no one left to blame it on. I hear you label me a liar, 'cause I can't seem to get this through. You say it's over, I can sigh again.... Why try to stay sober when I'm dying?" -Seether</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"When I was younger, I saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind. He broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it. And my momma swore that she would never let herself forget. And that was the day that I promised, I'd never sing of love if it does not exist.... And I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness, because none of it was ever worth the risk. But you are the only exception.... And I'm on my way to believing." -Paramore</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Love yourself, accept yourself, forgive yourself, and be good to yourself, because without you the rest of us are without a source of many wonderful things." -Leo Buscaglia</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every cup." -Boris Pasternak</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Andrew Largeman: 'Fuck, this hurts so much.'</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sam: 'I know it hurts. That's life. If nothing else, it's life. It's real, and sometimes it fuckin' hurts, but it's sort of all we have.'" -Garden State</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"One good thing about music: when it hits you, you feel no pain. So hit me with music, brutalize me with music." -Bob Marley</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"When you don't want to feel, death can seem like a dream. But seeing death, really seeing it, makes dreaming about it fucking ridiculous." -Girl, Interrupted</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"This was unexpected, my soul's connection to you. You stole my loneliness. No one knows that I was wishing for you, a thief, to enter my house of autonomy, that I had locked my doors but my windows were open, hoping, but not believing, you would enter." -Douglas Copland</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"You know it's never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It's always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly; someone else sails along for the ride." -Jodi Picoult</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"A cynical young person is almost the saddest sight to see because it means that he or she has gone from knowing nothing to believing in nothing." -Maya Angelou</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you've got about a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies: God damn it, you've got to be kind." -Kurt Vonnegut</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Someone you haven't even met yet is wondering what it'd be like to know someone like you."</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." -Mark Twain</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"It is a truth universally acknowledged that when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces." -Bridget Jones's Diary</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"I like being on my own. I think relationships are messy and people's feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We're young, we live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world - might as well have fun while we can and save the serious stuff for later." -500 Days of Summer</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Your light is seen, your heart is known, your soul is cherished by more people than you might imagine. If you knew how many others have been touched in wonderful ways by you, you would be astonished. If you knew how many people feel so much for you, you would be shocked. You are far more wonderful than you think you are. Rest with that. Rest easy with that. Breathe again. You are doing fine. More than fine. Better than fine. You're doin' great. So relax. And love yourself today." -Neale Donald Walsch</div><br />
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</div>Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-20866705529461355722011-11-01T17:46:00.000-07:002011-11-01T17:46:57.929-07:00Well...I have been feeling very lonely lately for some reason. Not in a relationship way, just in general. Like I feel like in growing up, we are alone in most things we do, even if we are surrounded by people who love us. Everyone is out for themselves in the end.<br />
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I also feel like I lack feeling most of the time. Like, if something really amazing happened right now, I would probably just be like, "That's cool." In the same way, if something really terrible happened, I would probably cry, but I would actually be feeling sort of indifferent about it (depending on what it was). I'm not sure what's going on :/<br />
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I also think I have seasonal depression. I always start to get really depressed in the fall because I know winter is coming and the next few months will take forever. Christmas doesn't even excite me anymore. I worry about bad weather, I don't want to work or go to school, I just want to lay around all day. I feel lonely and unmotivated. And there are less opportunities in the winter, there is nothing fun to do. In the spring and summer, I feel so much happier and have much more motivation to get things done. My worries seem much easier to deal with in the summer, too.<br />
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I do believe people go through stages of depression, and most of the time, it will fix itself without medication. I would never subject myself to taking antidepressants. However, seasonal depression is treated with light boxes. I might give the light box treatment a try just to see if it works. I go through this every year, though, so if the light box doesn't help, I'll just have to wait until spring to feel normal again. :)Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-71560045054122842522011-10-12T09:28:00.000-07:002011-10-12T09:28:37.698-07:00Just a couple pictures...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rX5wXdfkHRs/TpW_Ruif2XI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xbNw9vQgrhA/s1600/happiness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rX5wXdfkHRs/TpW_Ruif2XI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xbNw9vQgrhA/s320/happiness.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Because of you I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Because of you I find it hard to trust not only me but everyone around me</span><br />
<span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Because of you I am afraid."</span>Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-87293793303316589312011-09-22T20:48:00.001-07:002011-09-22T20:48:29.977-07:00<img alt="" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loo358uudf1qmqwa6o1_r1_500.gif" />Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951104198767485516.post-15414159647365510432011-09-22T20:47:00.001-07:002011-09-22T20:47:30.297-07:00<img alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr67nnMCSt1qizhaoo1_r1_500.gif" />Sweet Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327471755266011080noreply@blogger.com0