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The party at the Jewish center last night celebrating Simchat Torah was a great party. There was a great turn out and I met new people who seemed very nice. The food was great too. I got a chance to leave work early yesterday so I was there on time. I am not a particularly religious person, but I did take part in the services ("Hakafot") last night with the rest of the crowd there.

Bad thing
I have a very tight schedule in the mornings and every minute counts. This morning the pool was opened a bit late, which could have made me late later for the bus...

Good thing
However, as I started swimming I felt so much better. It may be hard to wake up in the mornings (especially when I am extremely tired after eventful nights) but the minute I start swimming, the water clears my head and it is like the best meditation ever. And it keeps me in shape.

Bad thing
When I went to the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast [toast and cheese] I found out that somehow I left the bread and cheese out on the counter since breakfast yesterday. The cheese smelled like, well, cheese, but I didnapos;t feel like taking the chance here. I put it back in the fridge and I will see later tonight when I�get home if it is swill good or not. I have no idea how well dairy survives in Singaporean room temperature.

So now I am on the hungry side, but at least lunch is in less than an hour (and boy, am I looking forward some tofu goodness).

Good thing
At work I was happy to find out that my work visa extension, for which I applied yesterday, is already approved. So unless I get fired for some reason [and I actually had a dream once where I get fired by e-mail] I�can stay here till at least May [No idea about future plans after May].

I really hope that this list ends here. No special plans for tonight besides getting to bed as early as possible [maybe Iapos;ll even leave early or something] and hopefully with no stop and the grocery store to buy more cheese.... (I really liked that cheese, but as the saying goes, may these will be my problems in life)



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Iapos;m sorry. I found my default icon so damn amusing... XD Itapos;s rockinapos; like pop rocks.

Ya know...there isnapos;t a reason to be waking up at 6 am. I wonder why I still do it. I suppose, so I get used to waking up real early. Itapos;s kind of a apos;must doapos; now, I suppose. I guess I like the small extended length of quiet-ness, etc.

Beh. Test tomorrow. I feel like Iapos;ve forgotten it all x_x Which means- when DANA gets home sheapos;s gonna do a lot of studying, yes?

BEEP BEEP

FECK NO Dana DOESNapos;T crack open the books for ANYONE...

Accept for today. Yeah I think I AM going to study. -.-; I hate making the same mistake twice. Iapos;m almost finished with the GSG page (thank god) only how many more to go? Quite a bit.

My brother is such an ass hole. Last night he stole the fucking light bulb out of my shed. So when I went to go inside their and watch Spirited Away, I found not only had the shed door been knocked over, leaning aginst my go cart, (which happens because itapos;s loose) but the light bulb was gone. I was infuriated. So I said "HAH fucking HA Iapos;m LOCKING THE DAMN SHED No one gets in MY lair and lives to-...do it AGAIN" So yep I locked it He requested that I not lock it, because there ARE some tools he needs inside. Like a small tiny bong pipe. I LAUGH NOW I just now thought of this, but perhaps he had predicted my actions. I wonder if he planted the pipe to blame it on me? If he does- Iapos;ll ROAR with laughter If he tries to send me to my dad with that pipe in my hand- I WILL JUST DIE LAUGHING I can hear it now

"Yeah well, why do you lock that shed? What are you trying to hide??"

"Nothing. Iapos;m like you. I want my privacy."

"Well I found this in their. *holds up pipe* What are you REALLY hiding."

"... OH You found your pipe Thatapos;s good. I thought you mightapos;ve SNIFFED it out by now."

Oh I could go on and on. Iapos;ll get real mean and snippy if I have to. But today, I think Iapos;ll just throw in a bit of ex-tra cocky-ness.

He can go suck one for all I care. Thinking I call Michelle everyday. What the FUCK DUDE

Ok, first off, I have her number because on my birthday she told me to log it. Either that or it was WAY prior around the last Comic Con.

Iapos;ve called her ONCE. I called her one day asking what the hell was wrong with my brother. And we talked. And what we heard was logically explained, where his crap was not. So it makes sense.

My brotherapos;s lost his fucking mind.

Simple as that. So now he thinks Iapos;m calling her, saying "Oh yeah my brothers in the shower right now, and heapos;s going -such and such place-"

I NEVER EVEN ASK WHERE THE HELL HE IS GOING.

Sometimes I wanna slam a brick of ice or weed in his face and say "HERE YOU FUCKING GO. Youapos;re gonna die someday anyway because of this crap, why not get a BOOST." He doesnapos;t care about anyone but himself. Dad doesnapos;t know how to deal with it, either. I hope dad dies before Bryan does. So he doesnapos;t have to see what I most certainly will. I think Iapos;d die inside if dad had to watch his only son die. But I promise to be better than them both. My dads a good, solid, well rounded man. He doesnapos;t always make the best decisions, but HEapos;S not doing DRUGS.

So I trust him more so than others, apparentally.

Sorry...I really needed to vent. It just pisses me off. (obviously) Iapos;m sorry if I sound arrogant or anything in any way. It just -really-...REZGLKJHgkgfkuj1 <- that mean I was randomly angry?

Well, Iapos;m going to do a bit of work. Iapos;ll start dressing at 7 and, leave 7:15, be home at 10:45, yep. What a schd. Anyways, for all you people- take care.

Please take care. Because a few specific of you people are really, all I am heartfully close to trusting in this world.

-Sao
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I havenapos;t been on here in forever everz. Iapos;ll have to do a mass update for my own sake soon and do a massive picture upload. So in case anyoneapos;s wondering what rock Iapos;ve been hiding under, well nothing aside from the usual twist of life and lack of time...

So I hope everyone is doing well. I meant to paroose everyoneapos;s page and actually reply this time (since I breezed through some entries last week) but my neice is slap happy sleepy now.

Night for now ^_^
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Found out today that my soon to be ex-husband got deployed.� This is a major complication for me. While he is deployed I cannot divorce him which could mean an extra year of waiting.� To make things worse all my furniture is sitting in an apartment that is going to be demolished in May.� Last time I spoke to him I asked him to send me my computer and winter clothes for my daughter and myself. He said he would send them to me the following month which was September.� He said he didnapos;t have any extra money at that time because he had to buy extra stuff for work.� I should have known something was up then since the only time he has to buy extra stuff is before a deployment.� When he goes on deployment he is usually far from danger doing maintanance on copters.� Right now I donapos;t know what to do, who to contact, and when if ever iapos;ll be able to get divorced.�

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I stalked her on myspace and decided that she is a total downgrade, with a horse mouth,�bad taste in music,�stringy hair, and awful tattoos. Sometimes its hard to think about you and how i used to be in love with you and how you called me apos;peachesapos; and how you always made fun of me for falling into your hamper..especially now, now that iapos;m pmsapos;ing and want to go on a murderous rampage and then eat my weight in chocolate.�in the long run,�i am proud of myself for letting you go i am a much happier person.�class sucked tremendously today i wanted to rip out my uterus and chuck it across the room at my cute old�little professor who was blabbing on about grids and lighting techniques. Iapos;m feeling rather morbid right now i want to take a nap and i want my chin to stop hurting and just fucking heal already. Spooning always feels good, especially if its with brady..drunk ass brady who is a really genuine person just a little extreme when heapos;s drunk. Mike seriously just spare my sanity and call me already. I canapos;t wait to start working, i canapos;t wait to hold that first paycheck, i canapos;t wait to buy a bag of weed with that first paycheck and get really stoned. Iapos;ve decided to start rolling my own cigarettes and iapos;ve also decided that iapos;m in love with wes anderson and his amazing movies. Canapos;t wait to move into a different apartment. Canapos;t wait to graduate. Canapos;t wait to leave this country. Canapos;t wait to have a kitty.
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I had to get up early today for my latest round of zany job interview hi-jinks, which meant I couldnapos;t stay up until 3:30am watching the last US Presidential debate. I briefly considered recording it so I could spend the morning avoiding all the news reports, in the way people do with sporting events sometimes. I didnapos;t do that in the e nd, though.

Anyway, this whole entry was just an excuse to post this picture:

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I barely managed to finish my LoF essay in time for English class today, and I had to stay after class to print. For half an hour. My computer was failing in multiple ways- it wouldnapos;t respond to flash drives, wouldnapos;t load my email so I couldnapos;t send it to him that way, couldnapos;t hook up with the printer, et cetera. I finally had to connect with the printer in another classroom and have Colette dash back and forth between the rooms. But, as of 3:10 or so this afternoon, weapos;re finally done studying that stupid book, although I will miss saying "lof" on a daily basis.
Speaking of which, is "golgi apparatus" not the best name for a science term youapos;ve ever heard? In general, the fact that cell parts are called "organelles" cracks me up. Just try saying "organelle in the cell." Say it like you mean it Orrrrganelle... Iiiiin the cell...
Wait, what? Theyapos;re allowed to say hell on the news? Hmm I think Iapos;ve asked LJ this question before, actually.
Reginald has been so dead for so long. Iapos;m trying to load an infomercial, and itapos;s been working on loading the last five minutes for over twenty four hours now. So what, it gets five sixths of the way through and then just stops? Whyyy. On a related note, I was at Best Buy the other day and I was checking out the giant iMacs. My LJ looks really trippy on a 24" screen computer My purple background repeats itself about ten thousand times in the background and then thereapos;s the strip of white text in the middle. I would love to have one of those though- I donapos;t know, if I had a desktop computer I would lose updating LiveJournal in bed at 10:30, but after years of 12" screens the thought of a 24" or even just a 20" is really exciting to me. And having a real, full keyboard with the little calculator-style numbers on the side, and a mouse with a little scrolly thing right on it, and not worrying about battery power or stepping on the computer... I donapos;t know, for some reason desktop computers always just seem so much more official to me, which I think would freak me out at first but also be thrilling. Also, fic would be huge. Can you imagine reading 24" wide Vargas? Few things sound more awesome, I must say.
Oh god oh god oh god, Thursday block schedule tomorrow. Iapos;ve talked to absolutely no one who likes Thursday block schedule. A whole school filled with people who have a horrible first, third, fifth and/or seventh period, and hate having fifth period right before lunch- itapos;s ninth grade all over again- and one normal period plus three long ones and ugh. Iapos;d rather just have normal schedule even if that meant having to get out at 3:30.
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