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| "She always felt she loved him; yet it was here, now, in the clear headed days after the relationship and the breakup had become distant past that she found her head believing everything her heart had argued all along. Now that she is not blinded by those strange and foreign emotions, she can reflect on the signs that had intrigued and baffled all those who knew her. To this day he is the only person whose phone calls she never purposefully avoided. In all the time we knew her she had failed to meet anyone who qualified for a position above friend-with-benefits, besides him. It is almost odd to hear her speak about it now, like everyone who knows her she did not know she had it in her. It is not that she is a commitment phobic, the two years they spent together is proof of that. She just never really liked anyone all that much and the idea of settling was as distasteful to her as milk that has been left out. We were equally confused by her commitment, the ease with which it was established and the recipient of it. While we have nothing negative to say about him, we admit that he was not what we would have expected. But he is the only person who didn’t make her feel like she was settling, which was obvious enough to everyone. Later he told her about the way she looks at him, and we saw it all along. When her eyes or her imagination are on him her soul shines from every molecule of her being. It is comforting to witness, when I do it makes me hope there is someone out there who will not just accept but esteem me and every part of me, someone who will care for me so recklessly, so completely and so unconditionally. Maybe there is someone out there who will look at me like that. "
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| My first year of University, a friend of mine bought me the book "He's just not that into you". It was not fitting at all. I am generally the one who is not that into the other person which was even more true of me back then.
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| My family knew I really wanted a Subaru Outback as my graduation present. I have wanted one for a long long time. For a while it looked like I would get one, then this whole financial crisis seemed to make that option go away. This morning my mom, sister and I went to walk the dogs, and as we passed one my mom asked if that was the one I liked. I said 'yes', and she responded 'Good. We just bought it for you'.
Yeah, my family rocks.
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| Tuesday is usually my favorite day of the week. Because:
-I don't have class until 12:30
-I get to have my one on one section with Mike (who is utterly BRILLIANT by the way)
-Stoney has his little show in front of Dwinelle
-I have snack time with David and Winnie
-There is never any work due.
Today was not my normal happy Tuesday. Today it hit me that I have less than a month left of school. Today it hit me that I am about to loose what I most identify myself with. As D puts it, I am a Cal Berkeley Girl. That is what I have been for four and a half years. More than that, I did begin to figure out who I was until I got here. Everything I am, everything I have realized about myself, everything I know about me has to do with being here.
I am not saying Berkeley makes me who I am, at least not entirely. I am saying it helped me see who I am. I am not ready for it to be over. Not at all. But it is almost over. I will have to move on. I am so scared. I will do well where ever I go and what ever I do, but I will miss it here. I will miss it here. I am good at this. Really good. And it is easy for me. Nothing will be as easy and at the same time as rewarding as this has been.
I guess that is ok. I will be ok.
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| A large percentage of the blogs I read are asking for advice about one thing or another. If I think my opinion is relevant or an option has not been suggested, then I give my two cents. recently I found myself wondering what advice, if any, the bloggers will or have followed. Does it the advice help them? That is hard for me to believe. I feel like in any given situation I usually know what the right thing to do is and what I actually want to do is. In situations where these things do not match up, I ask others what I should do. What they say doesn't really matter. I do what I was always going to do. Sometimes it is what I really should do, and other times it is what I actually want to do. What I ask people what to do, I am hoping they will validate the decision I have already made. There is very rarely an occasion where I don't know what to do.
I am wondering how many of these advice seekers are looking for someone to tell them what to do, and how many are looking for someone to agree with them.
Of the people who really did not know what to do, who listened to the advice they were given? In the situations where they were given differing advice, how did they decide which advice to follow? Did they just blindly follow the majority advice? Did they listen to the advice that sounded the most thought out and logical? Did they take the advice that sounded easiest to follow? Or did they investigate each of the advice givers, read their blogs, see what kind of person they are, and pick the person who seemed the best for giving that kind of advice?
I am sure not everyone evaluates their advice the same way... I am just curious. When you ask for advice, on Xanga or elsewhere, how do you utilize the advice you receive?
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