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As Promised, 9591 Pages

Rewind – 220 *Speak – 197 Finding Daddy – 165 Cut – 168 *The Giver – 180 Sometimes I Think I Hear My Name – 139 *Unlikely Romance of Kate Bjorkman – 183 Holes – 233 True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle – 215 To Cross a Line – 154 Then Again, Maybe I Won’t – 164 Are You In The House Alone? – 172 *Hope Was Here – 186 Lucy Peale – 167 Prom – 215 Where the Red Fern Grows – 212 The Black Pearl – 140 Lisa, Bright and Dark – 143 *What My Mother Doesn’t Know – 259 Dancing with an Alien – 134 Romeo and Juliet, Together (and Alive) – 122 Devil’s Race – 152 S.O.R. Losers – 90 The Dark Pond – 142 The Fighting Ground – 157 A Place Called Ugly – 134 On My Honor – 90 *Missing May – 89 Driver’s Ed – 184 *Story of a Girl - 192 Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone – 384 Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets – 433 Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban – 547 Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire – 734 Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix – 870 *Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince – 652 *Harry P

A Walk to Remember

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bahaha. Here you thought I was going to post a blog about that sappy movie that I can watch maybe once every two years. Don't get me wrong, it's a great movie, but it's a little over-the-top in a few ways so I can't handle it very often. Actually, I wanted to write about my walk to work today. Sounds random, I know. I park in the same parking lot five days out of the week for about 45 weeks in a year. It's about a 7-8 minute walk to my work. I also go up 101 stairs. I always feel a bit stranded at my office because if I ever wanted to leave, it's a long walk to my car, and I'd have to hope there is parking when I returned, then I have another long walk back to work. It's a little annoying. Where I park! In any case, I love the spring and summer terms when "my" parking lot is super empty! I was most excited when summer term finals were over this past week. I drove to work on Monday morning thinking, "Yes, the parking lot will be SO empty!&q

Fear is Not My Friend

I cannot believe how difficult it is for me to even consider writing this blog. My heart is beating rapidly, and I feel the tears behind my eyes welling up and getting ready to fall. I'm realizing something about myself--a very bad thing. These moments of self-reflection, when you take a careful, honest look at yourself and are not happy with what you see--those are difficult moments. I figured because this issue involves a lot of people, I should probably just put it out there. Also, writing always helps me feel better. But this is scary, so bear with me. I don't know if it has to do with being the first child, or just that it deals with the personality that I have, but my whole life I have been a perfectionist. I'm very hard on myself. This also means I have to be the best at everything I do. I'm not very competitive; I don't want to confuse you. Or maybe I am competitive and am afraid to lose. I think that's what it is. This is a really horrible predicament f

My Life as a Student

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Sometimes I am overwhelmed with how fast life goes by. I am in my fourth year of college. After that I will do a semester of student teaching, and then I will be a real teacher. WHAT?! Oh yeah, I'll also be married. And hey, in a few years, I'll have a family. What?! When did all of this happen? I swear I was just in eighth grade. Then I thought about how grateful I am for blogs. It's a motive for me to journal my life events. I figured I should probably write about this fabulous past week that I've had before it slips away to the crevices of my mind. I wish I had Pensieve like Dumbledore's. Then I could just watch my own memories. On Tuesday night, Tanner and I went on a date to dinner and Trafalga. OK, so Trafalga was a serious ghetto. But we had so much fun. We got the ultimate date night package thing. We ate at EZ Take Out Burger - our In-N-Out knockoff. First we decided to try the batting cages. I wanted a pretty slow one since I have never done it before. But

Back in the Habit

HEALTH Well, I'm back at the gym. Finally. Before going to visit California, I got super sick for over a week. Of course, no one likes to work out when they are sick. So being completely out of the habit after being sick, and then going to California and binging on In-N-Out for five days, getting back into this whole "health" thing is a necessity and a challenge. It has been especially hard since being back from California because of incessant exhaustion. I don't know if there's something wrong or if I'm just an abnormal college youth who needs more sleep than normal people. But I really do find myself getting sleepy beyond reasonable measure. I can manage to get myself up and at work pretty early because, well, I hate wasting the day. But I still find myself coming home from work and napping. I honestly am a little concerned as to how tired I get. But I realized, as I always do, that I love working out. Getting up is sometimes hard, but it's really a matt