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Youapos;ll be happy to know that my playlist has turned significantly happier since the last time I posted an entry.�

So... Not having the internet in my apartment because my computer decided to go kaput and not turn on anymore is complicating my life.� haha. �I used to get on-line after work in the wee hours of the morning because I had errands to run before work in the evening.� But now I have to schedule computer time in the lab at the complex and they arenapos;t open in the wee hours of the morning.� *siiighs*�
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JC and Daff visited me It was awesome and we had such a good time....well once I got over the circumstances that had me pissed at them the first day they got here.� (Thanks�again, AW, for your help that night.)��I got to go to all four parks with them and show�them a lot of stuff�I�was excited for.��Then, we had a good time before they left laughing�with my roommate because she is HILARIOUS.� I miss them ever so much.� And that reminds me, I wrote a rather nostalgic text message the other day that I would like to share here: "It is such a beautiful day here. �The temp, the humidity, the color, the smell, reminds me of a perfect Rochester summer night when all the neighbors would be sitting on their porches or walking around the block exchanging pleasantries. �One of those nights where tag was sure to be played by us neighborhood kids barefoot so that when the dew started to form after the sun went down it was possible to feel the grass squish between your toes.� Back when my biggest concern in life�was if I�finished my math problems and the dishes mom told me twice to put away."� It really did remind me of that.� I was walking down the stairs of my apartment and I was transported back to the view of my old street, and how it felt to be there.� I was so young when I was there, but I felt like I was so old and sophisticated, when in actuality I really knew nothing.� Still, I miss those days, I miss the energy I had, and the fact that I enjoyed life no matter how repetitious.� Now, the monotony of my life is killing me.� But I donapos;t feel like talking about that today.�

*sad face* I fell in love with a stray kitty-cat in less than like 5 minutes. �I walked outside my apt door and hear, "mroow" and I look around the corner and thereapos;s this gray cat standing there. �It was Tuesday night, the night of the full moon, and I was like, "That was a friendly meow right?� And go figure, I would find you on the night of a full moon wouldnapos;t I?"� And he meowed again and then came over to me and started ruuubing up against my legs and I caught a glimpse of his eyes. �They were a gorgeous green� Not yellowing and cat-like, but beautiful intense green.� I was captivated.��So despite the fact that I knew I shouldnapos;t I slid down against the wall (my apartment complex has a hallway upstairs that is outside but still under the roof) and let him come closer to me.� I petted him for a little bit and then he heard a sound and moved away.��Despite the fact that I didnapos;t want to I figured it was a good a time as any to leave so I headed down the stairs and he followed me� And I was talking to him going, "Nooo.� Donapos;t dooo that, youapos;re going to make me fall in love with you, and I canapos;t keep you, I just caanapos;t"� And he continued to follow me all the way to the ground floor and I snapped a picture of him then when he was in the light.� He meowed a couple more times and then wandered off in the grass.� He was so cute he looked like he was hearing something and he was completely engrossed in whatever it was.� When I walked off he looked at me once more with those intense green eyes that I could see even from far away because of the moonlight and I turned reluctantly away from him and headed to the computer lab which was where I was going.�

I still donapos;t know what I want to do.��Iapos;m debating moving to Florida permanently, I have applied for a couple of Professional Internships, but havenapos;t heard anything from them yet and grad school is still an option in my head, but I just donapos;t know if Iapos;m strong enough to go through it.� Iapos;m so average in every way...and when I get really stressed out instead of pushing me harder it makes me shut down and give up.� And that would most certainly not be good.�

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