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moana

:: 2005 16 May :: 6.54am

How different would your lives be if I wasn't in them?

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nerdalert

:: 2005 12 May :: 1.43pm

green day show = awesome.

started some failed and some successful mosh pits with adam, hilary and deanna. had an awesome time. adam stayed at caras and me and hilary stayed at deannas....i had to share a bed with hilary..it was scary ;-)

got the wisdom teeth out, still puffy and a little bruised. got two new pairs of shorts today and a pair of jeans, think im gonna have mom take me to the mall this weekend and get me some more shorts and a bathing suit for camp....i hate swimming. oh well. but i got some sweet shorts today. they are like plaid...with my favorite color green in them. woo.

when my face was puffy my mom called me harry potter :-(

this is alljust really random stuff.

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moana

:: 2005 13 May :: 12.07am

To my savior...
"When I was a foul, vicious convict, so evil that other convicts called me Satan, this man had rescued me... He was the man who had given me wings - to go places, to do things I otherwise never would have dreamed of."


moana

:: 2005 11 May :: 5.05pm
:: Music: Ace of Base - Lucky Love

Know when to stop.

Andy: Did you know Ace of Base are still making music?

Me: No!

Andy: Yes!

Me: Don't they know when to stop?

Andy: Seriously, I mean it was a beautiful life then they saw the sign then it was over!

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moana

:: 2005 10 May :: 5.29pm

Hey Get-Backer, can you find my heart?


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moana

:: 2005 8 May :: 7.57am
:: Mood: geeky
:: Music: Catdog

If only more people knew...

John Horton Conway is the creator of the Game of Life, based on the idea of John von Neumann, a mathematician who developed theories about both natural and artificial self-operating systems - automata.
Read more..

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nerdalert

:: 2005 6 May :: 1.38pm

home....for ilke 3 weeks
well now that im home i wont be online much....gotta love dial up and the computer thats so old it cant even support the cable internet system....i think im gonna buy my mom a new computer for christmas with some of the money i make at camp this summer

so camp this summer....i'll be at stony lake lutheran camp all summer...really..so if you want to send me stuff, like letters and presents i will be there from may 27-aug somewhere around the 16 of august. the address there is as follows

stony lake camp
c/o nicole mccarthy
7898 West Stony Lake Road
New Era, MI 49446

and sometime before i leave...i will be having a birthday party....i havent missed one yet, why start now?? no presents will be necessary,but if you feel compelled, i wont reject them ;-) just come hang out, when its all figured out i will post the info and probably call
people just in case.

im getting my wisdom teeth out monday :-(

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moana

:: 2005 5 May :: 9.20pm
:: Music: Stray Cats - Sexy and 17

I wanted to make a whole entry on how awesome one of my best friends is.

But Laurence beat me to it and he totally pissed on my fire...

Can I just say I love you and you're a wonderful human being?

I (heart) you. Happy birthday.

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amazighstarrynights

:: 2005 5 May :: 10.43am
:: Music: Il Divo

Oh the love I feel
Feelings

Prima c'eri, ora no
Prima amavi ogni mio respiro
Spiegami di come I brividi ora sono
Le spine, di un amore alla fine

Mi baciavi, ora no
Mi parlavi fino a tarda notte
Tra di noi c'era tutto ora niente
Feelings, sto parlando di feelings

Dove si va se non c'è
Feelings
Come si far per tenerlo con sè
Dimmi se, dimmi che forse credere si può
Oh feelings dove si va se non c'è

Èun dolore che orami
Tu lo sai, è per noi una lama gelida
Sorridevo, ora piango
Oh feelings, sto parlando di feelings

Dove si va se non c'è
Feelings
Come si far per tenerlo con sè
Dimmi se, dimmi che forse credere si può
Oh feelings dove si va se non c'è

Persi nella scia
Di una storia che va via
Dietro gli alberi di quest' alba fragile

Dove si va se non c'è
Feelings
Come si far per tenerlo con sè
Dimmi se, dimmi che forse credere si può
Oh feelings dove si va se non c'è

Dove si va se non c'è

Ti Amerò

La notte scivola sul mondo
Che si addormenterà
E la luna vestirà d'argento
Il mare e le città
E tu mi mancherai
Più ancora
Quanto non lo sai
Continuerò a credere che
Siamo un'anima, io e te
E ti amerò comunque, lo so
Anche se non sei con me
Io ti amerò
Ti porterò con me nel sole
Nei sogni che farò
Ruberò i colori del mattino
E un cielo limpido
Su cui dipingerò il tuo viso
E sorriderò
Continuerò a credere che
Siamo un'anima, io e te
E ti amerò comunque, lo so
Anche se non sei con me
Mi manchi più che mai stasera
Quanto non lo sai...

~Last night we fell asleep together on the computer, talking and watching each other. As I fell asleep I was murmuring something to him and he said to me, "Shhh shh baby, close your eyes and meet me in your dreams...."

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amazighstarrynights

:: 2005 3 May :: 9.15am

Last night I was sitting in my SLA Theory class (Second Language Acquisition Theory) and I one of those moments came over me. I was just out of my body. I could just touch my hair and feel myself leaving my body. And all I wanted was him. I just wanted to be transported to where Youssef was. I could see him walking through the door into my classroom, and everyone was moving in slow motion except him. I stayed in my seat as he walked to me. My heart was pounding and I thought I was really trying to wake up because there was no way this could be happening. When he finally got to my desk at the back of the room he leaned over and kissed my cheek and said "come with me...." But I was frozen, I couldn't move. I inhaled deeply and could smell him all around me. He turned back to me, "Baby, come on..." When I didn't move he came back to me and took my hand, and then he picked me up in his arms. Everyone around me was in a blur as he carried me out of the room. And suddenly we were on a dusty Moroccan street. He was dressed all in white, and I had on a long red dress. My head was on his shoulder, as we entered a house through an entrance decorated with elaborate Arab arches. Inside, it was cool. He sat me down on a couch, and started to feed me, and kiss me and tell me how much he loved me. Tears started streaming down my face and he kissed them away, and reassured me that everything was alright now. He held my face in his hands and looked right in my eyes, with his chocolate brown eyes and pressed his lips to mine, further removing me from reality. His hands went through my hair and I heard. "You have 20 minutes left to describe your theory, and then present it to the class....." It really wasn't real...
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moana

:: 2005 2 May :: 9.10am

Because I'm tired of waiting for California to get on the ball
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farm animal: genetically altered chicken

article of clothing: hot pink feather boa

adjective: hoo-hah worthy

verb: exhume

famous historical figure: Karl Marx

animal noise: gobble gobble

a chick flick: Sleepless In Seatle

number: 4

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moana

:: 2005 29 April :: 7.28pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: Elvis Presley - Heartbreak Hotel

I made my father laugh today. We cracked jokes together, which we haven't done in about ten years, give or take.

I know where I inherited my "sense of humour" from now. You know that sarcastic thing I do where I make fun of somebody, say something really mean with a straight face? I got that from my dad.

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amazighstarrynights

:: 2005 29 April :: 10.49am

I am writing two papers right now for the end of the semester. One is on Women in Islamic law and the other is about Uganda. Hardly connected one might say. But as I get into these I find myself asking questions, and especially because this whole religion question is central to my life right now. So let me draw some small connections. Uganda is a multi-religious nation, Muslim, Christian and some animism. There was a lot of fighting and controversey between the religions during colonial times. Ok, enough said you can start to get that. So the women in Islam part, let's just say I never really understood Islam. Which bothers me becuase I'm well educated and I should know more than the very, very basics. As I'm reading all these legal texts I'm starting to understand more (the Arabic words really threw me off). But I can see how the religion started, how it was changed social structure in Arabia, etc. Hmmm...wait it did something good?? Have we not, in this country, only known the negative things of Islam? How they beat women into submission and force them to cover themselves? I know that it happens and I don't agree with that but Islam also made positive changes at its beginning. Women became partners, not objects for sale. There's a lot more but it just got me questioning and wondering.

It also sparked a really interesting conversation with Youssef. I have been with him and his family and the level of devotion to their religion is just unbelievable to me. It's not a part of their life - it IS their life. Somehow the lack of ritual etc in the American way of life makes me sad. Now before you think I now believe we should turn fundamentalist and become a religious state just hold up. I like the seperations we have and the rights because I don't agree with all aspects of Islam. But this has be asking a lot of questions. Questions about me, about what I really beleive, about how my children will be raised etc. The fact is I am starting to see a lot of lines between Islam and Christianity (a lot of differences too).

I guess I'm just at this point where I'm questioning which way I want to go. As I said earlier after my first trip to Morocco, the first time I was in a mosque, the Hassan II mosque in Casablanca I felt a real holiness. It didn't have all the "things" that are in cathedrals or churches but it didn't need them. I've been in cathedrals and religious places all over the world but I never had the same feeling. So am I on the verge of conversion? I don't know, I really don't. I worry how my parents would react to such an announcement but I know that faith is something that is in a single person, not something that should be dictated to them. Where my path will lead I don't know....

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nerdalert

:: 2005 27 April :: 3.45pm

sad day
so there was a cat outside my class and it was like meowing but like really airy like, and so i went to pet it and saw that its nose was covered by like crap, i dont know what it was, but it was dryed and stuck on there, so i was trying to wipe it off but it wouldnt let me, it would only let me pet it and it followed me around if i stopped. so i called information to get the number for animal control but there isnt one around here aparently, and so we called campus safety and they gave me the number for the vet, but they wont take it because its stray. the poor guy was all skin and bones and he had pickers all over him. then it climbed into my friend amy's car, so we took it to the police station to have them get it out, but then it jumped out and they woudlnt help it, they were ass holes. i was like wtf its a little kitten and youre a human, help it out, it obviously cant help itself.

i just dont understand how people can not help a little animal, the poor thing is probably going to die from suffication and they fucking didnt even care.

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moana

:: 2005 26 April :: 4.57pm

Ever feel walked-all-over?
Ever feel like life just takes advantage of you?
Ever feel inadequate and out of place, awkward and somewhat shy?
Ever feel like you've got so much to lose, and so you never risk anything because you're so scared?
Ever feel like you've been royally screwed over?
Ever feel rejected and shot down?
Ever feel intimidated by someone you wanted to be with?
Ever feel insecure about the way people perceive you?

Yeah, I don't.

Not because I'm perfect.

Just because I know better.

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