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Name: castlegirl
Country: United States
State: Illinois
Gender: Female
Interests: Singing, scrapbooking, watching movies, reading.
Expertise: Graduated in 2004 with BAs in Psychology and Honors Anthropology.
Currently going to graduate school in the midwest for my doctoral degree in child clinical psychology.
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
7/12/2001
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| ...testing...1, 2, 3....1, 2, 3
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| Yep..I am about to defend my master's thesis..and in August I will graduate! I am pretty excited but at the same time I kinda feel numb. (is that possible? It must be because I am feeling it) I have my defense this Friday afternoon and then am planning on going to dinner with the girls... More later... | | |
| "Fast As You Can" by Fiona Apple
I let the beast in too soon, I don't know how to live
Without my hand on his throat; I fight him always and still
Oh darling, it's so sweet, you think you know how crazy
How crazy I am
You say you don't spook easy, you won't go, but I know
And I pray that you will
Fast as you can, baby runfree yourself of me
Fast as you can
I may be soft in your palm but I'll soon grow
Hungry for a fight, and I will not let you win
My pretty mouth will frame the phrases that will
Disprove your faith in man
So if you catch me trying to find my way into your
Heart from under your skin
Fast as you can, baby scratch me out, free yourself
Fast as you can
Fast as you can, baby scratch me out, free yourself
Fast as you can
Sometimes my mind don't shake and shift
But most of the time, it does
And I get to the place where I'm begging for a lift
Or I'll drown in the wonders and the was
And I'll be your girl, if you say it's a gift
And you give me some more of your drugs
Yeah, I'll be your pet, if you just tell me it's a gift
'Cause I'm tired of whys, choking on whys,
Just need a little because, because
I let the beast in and then;
I even tried forgiving him, but it's too soon
So I'll fight again, again, again, again, again.
And for a little while more, I'll soar the
Uneven wind, complain and blame
The sterile land
But if you're getting any bright ideas, quiet dear
I'm blooming within
Fast as you can, baby wait watch me, I'll be out
Fast as I can, maybe late but at least about
Fast as you can leave me, let this thing
Run its route
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| midnight in California... ...and I am working on my thesis.... yes, I know, it is my Spring break but just because that's so doesn't mean that my thesis can just wait around for me for a week...and considering that I have not had any time this week to work on it...now is pretty much the first time that I have... - no nieces giving me a reason to take pictures or video of them or play and spend time with them (I loooove them so much) - no tv to distract me...cause it is midnight in CA and ...yeah; although my mom just turned the tv on and is watching this tv show that I happen to really like...so...yeah..this may distract me... - I found some old notes (yes notes, you know like you pass in school) from 4th to 6th grade (yes I am a packrat but hey..this is when things like this matter..when you can actually look at them and remember the kid you once were...) that my best friend Megan passed me...lol and I am going to show them to her when I see her this weekend...so much fun...I can't believe that we have been best friends since we were in 4th grade! Do you remember who you were when you were in 4th grade? - So...the packrat thing I got from my mom who insists on keeping our school work from elementary school...yes...I am talking our pictures and homework from kindergarten all the way up to high school ....but the good thing is that I found my "composition book/journal" from first grade and I can't believe that is me writing...feels like ages ago..and I guess it kinda was but it is pretty amazing to read what the first grade version of me was like...talking about friends, birthday parties and being a kid... -sometimes I forget what it's like for kids...I mean I work with kids..that is what I truly believe I am here on this earth to do, that's the gift I have been blessed with...but I sometimes forget to really think about what it is like for kids these days...it's a tough world out there...I think it's a much more dangerous world than when I was growing up, writing in my composition book about friends, birthday parties and being a kid.... -...it makes me think so much about my nieces...they are little (Madeline is now 3 years old and Giselle is 6 months old) but what kind of world will they inherit; in 5, 10, 30 years...what will this planet be? What kind of a place are we leaving for them...for all the children? OKAY- enough nostalgia for one night...:) What do you remember about being a kid? | | |
| THOUGHTS: - thank God that my two tests are over and I can pack to go home! I literally just finished my last one..it was horrible but not much I can do about it now -did I really just pay that much for a ticket to see The POLICE reunion tour? will I have to sell my organs on the black market? -can i make it to the bank before they close...considering I have to walk there? -I was the first one to hand in my test...was that accomplishment or surrender? -my head hurts... -I can't wait to be home -I miss my nieces and family... | | |
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