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AZDaizy00
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Location: California, United States
Birthday: 11/16/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: Hanging out with people, playing soccer, trying to skateboard, learning to surf, scuba diving, partying, clubbing, and trying new things!
Expertise: Swiping cards at the ARC ;)
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
3/21/2003
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| It's really starting to get to me.
Don't you ever wish you could just turn off your brain? There's just this one thing that has been bothering me. It makes me feel so pitiful, and I really wish I could stop thinking about it, but it really makes me feel empty inside. I'm so sick of telling myself "Don't worry everything will work out" because really...will it? And "It's not the most important thing in the world" because Lord knows it isn't, but the way I think about it it is. This isn't even making any sense anymore.
I'm really starting to wonder what's wrong with me.
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| My mom sent this to me as a "chain letter," but it really made me think. The third one choked me up! Well okay not really but I went "awwww".
To realize
The value of a sister
Ask someone
Who doesn't have one.
To realize
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
Divorced couple.
To realize
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.
To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.
To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.
To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
who has given birth to
A premature baby.
To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.
To realize
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident.
Time waits for no one.
Treasure every moment you have.
To realize the value of a friend or family member:
LOSE ONE.
Remember...
hold on tight to the ones you Love | | |
| I realized something the other day...
What can I say? The bitches love me. | | |
| Disregard that last entry...I AM NOT READY TO GRADUATE!  | | |
| As I stood near the flagpoles today waiting for the ARC shuttle, a wave of nostalgia hit me. It was here four years ago that I first caught a glimpse of UCI. I remember rushing down the stairs to my mom who picked me up in my dad's Z3. On the way back to Palos Verdes I exitedly talked about my experience with the Stay Over Program. How the girls were so cool, how beautiful the campus was, how I spoke up in a class I attended, how a cute boy asked for my number. I can't believe that four years ago I was first planning on attending UCI. Everything was so exciting. Even going to my academic advising session was exciting. Getting my UCI ID was exciting (even though the picture sucks). It was also so different. I don't even remember what it is like to live at home, or how high school was. And even though people keep mistaking me for a 17 year old, I've realized: I've grown up.
It is bittersweet. Although I know I am ready to move on my my life (not only ready, but excited), sometimes I think I'm not ready to leave my college life. It has been a blast. Stressful and hurtful at times, but I wouldn't change a thing. These have been the best years of my life. And I can only hope that what is to come will come close. | | |
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