tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5853454523875273332024-03-08T15:21:53.407-06:00Stuck in a RutClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-88127713641077455172013-11-05T03:47:00.002-06:002013-11-05T03:47:39.709-06:00Mental Breakdown, Emotional Wreck<div style="text-align: center;">
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Quick update, I'm living in the north of France as an Au Pair for 11 months to practice my French so my minor can be of more use when I look for a real job.<br /><br />I've been here almost 3 months and I have 8 more months to go.</div>
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and I. Miss. Home.</div>
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I felt a bit homesick here and there over the past 3 months, but nothing hit me so hard as last night when I had a full fledged breakdown. in front of my family that I live with here. embarrassing. </div>
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This past weekend I went to Paris to visit my mom since she was working a flight from Chicago to Paris. So I think visiting with her and other flight attendants that are essentially second moms to me really put in perspective the differences between here and home and just how far out of my comfort zone I ended up going. <br /><br />You know when you're climbing up a ladder and you just don't notice how high you are until someone says "don't look down", and then the reality of how high up you actually are sets in? That's exactly what this experience has been like. One massive ladder I've been climbing until the weekend with my mom made me "look down".</div>
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Everything I do here, everyday, is uncomfortable and new. For me, just meeting new people has always been uncomfortable and hard. Hell even just going away to college was hard for me, but now I would give anything to have that feeling of comfort and security as I did back in the U.S. <br /><br />People are constantly underestimating the time it takes to learn a language, and due to that I am constantly frustrated with myself for not being able to fully communicate or even be myself because I am so focused on making sure my point comes across clearly in French. I believe the word "fluent" should be erased from everyone's vocabulary because no one can be truly fluent in any language. Everyday I learn new words in English! It's impossible to be fluent in anything I think.</div>
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I've been a mess these past few days and even few weeks. I haven't been eating much, all I want to do is sleep and hide out in my room. Even watching TV is exhausting just trying to understand everything.</div>
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Emotionally, it would just be so much easier to pack up and move home. But I know there are so many people I would disappoint, there is nothing waiting for me back home, most my friends have moved away, I would be jobless and broke, and I know I would regret that decision for the rest of my life. It's just so hard to get up every morning.<br /><br />My eyes are literally swollen from lack of sleep and constant tears.<br /></div>
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I just wish more people would come out and say "Hey! I felt like that too, let me tell you my story and how I dealt with it. It gets better..."<br /><br />But all everyone tells me is how lucky I am to be doing this, which I totally understand. I just want people to say "it's ok to break down. You need to break down every once in a while"<br /></div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-20228281250259332962013-08-23T10:23:00.002-05:002013-08-23T10:23:31.781-05:00New Blog<div style="text-align: center;">
I made a new blog while I am living in France as an Au Pair, because life just got really scary and I'll need to vent and explain a lot.<br /><br />culture shock, new languages, new people, new home, new, new, new, new, new.<br /><br /><br />you can find my new blog by clicking <a href="http://aupairclairefrance.blogspot.fr/" target="_blank">here</a><br /><br />I hope I suffice at keeping up with it much better than I have been with this one.<br /><br />I will definitely still be keeping this blog here though. There are far too many memories to just let it go. Besides, I am definitely not finished figuring out my life.<br /><br />Being an au pair in France is just a way for me to keep up with my French. More of like....being a live in baby sitter. (Which is not an ideal career for the rest of my life). <br /><br />so 11 months from now we will see how far I have come with my French and dealing with everything that is new.<br /><br />Yikes.<br /><br />See you on my other blog! :)<br /><br />xoxo<br />cxs</div>
Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-56685674103765082002013-08-12T01:39:00.000-05:002013-08-12T01:39:07.719-05:00Alzheimer's Awareness. <div style="text-align: center;">
...It has been a while, hasn't it?<br /><br />It's late. I'm up. let's talk.<br /><br /><br />I graduated from BGSU! University: Completed.<br /><br />I moved back home to Chicago with my parents and have been busy working all summer saving up my money and just visiting with friends.<br /><br />Oh, and I got a job as an Au Pair in France and I will be moving sometime this month to live with my new French family and care for a sweet little girl who (coincidentally) shares the same name as my cat: Cleo.<br /><br />seriously. So. FUNNY.<br /><br />But I will get into all that another day, for this past week has been rough. <br /><br />My grandfather passed away from a 14 year battle with dementia and Alzheimer's. These past few years have been the hardest because I had to watch him slip away right before my eyes. Usual fun visits to Ohio became long days of introducing myself over and over and over again to my own grandfather whom I shared so many wonderful memories with. Vacations, trips to the putt putt course, Saturday morning cartoon watching, and endless giggle fits with my grandpa gradually turned into memories. I no longer heard my grandpa say my name or call me "Claire-ee", as only he would.<br /><br />I thought this time would be a bit easier since I dealt with the same issues with my Papa on my dad's side of the family, who passed away in 2008 from dementia and Alzheimer's. I was wrong. With my Grandpa it was actually harder because it last so much longer than it did with my Papa. With me attending school in Ohio I was also able to take regular trips to visit and help out with my Grandma and Grandpa. I went through some of the hardest things I've ever had to deal with this past year just helping my Grandpa in the nursing homes and hospitals. These visits were not with my Grandpa, but more so a disease. Sure it was my Grandpa's body sitting there in front of me, but everything he said or did was Alzheimer's. and it really, really sucked.<br /><br />My Grandpa was in the Navy during WWII and was and will continue to be one of the bravest and most honorable men I have known, and I am so proud of everything he has done.<br /> I am so proud to call myself his grand-daughter. <br /><br />If anyone has ever had to deal with this awful disease, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. The families of those affected by Alzheimer's are some of the strongest people and are truly saints to put up with everything that this disease brings.<br /><br />I hope to live to see the day that Alzheimer's is cured so that no one will ever have to go through or help a loved one that is affected by it.<br /><br /><br />I will always remember my Grandpa for who he was before this disease and the wonderful role model he always was for me.<br /><br />I love you, pops<br /><br />xoxo<br />cxs<br /><br /></div>
Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-91202066641416814572013-04-26T16:03:00.003-05:002013-04-26T16:03:49.247-05:00College Classes: Completed<div style="text-align: center;">
Today was my last class here at BGSU....EVER!!!!</div>
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but seriously, now it's time to start studying for my finals. After all, I don't have my degree YET! <br /> I am soooo exicted for Friday of next week to get here. All my family is coming in to celebrate my graduation as well as my mom's birthday (which falls on the same day of my graduation). Then Saturday, Graduation starts at 9:30 and I'll pray to all that is holy that I don't trip in my heels, that I shake with my right hand and grab my diploma with my left, and find my family in a sea of people afterwards. <br /><br />Then, It's time to pack what's left of my apartment and head back to Chicago. </div>
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I can't believe it. 5 years, 3 Universities, and 2 community colleges later and I have figured out my degree/uni path. This blog has truly kept me sane through the rants, raves, fights, tears, and confusion and I am so thankful for my followers who leave me the sweetest comments and send me the nicest e-mails. It's nice to know we aren't alone and that even one person can make someone's life a little easier. </div>
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Well I'm moving back home to work at my usual season job at Nordstrom to save some money. Then, fingers crossed, off to France in October to teach English and perfect my French. I found a great program through my cousin's friend. It's a long story, but this girl talked to me about a program in France that she went through to learn the language after receiving her bachelors (and she had only taken French in high school so I'm feeling confident). She is now a flight attendant and only does Parisian flights because she is a speaker of French. <br /><br />Welp, I'll enjoy this nice weather here while I can before seriously cracking down on finals. Here's to my family and friends that have helped me through this experience as well as my followers and readers of my blog. <br /><br />Let's be clear though...this isn't a goodbye for my blog (it's starting to sound like it).<br /><br />HELL NAW! </div>
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This is just goodbye to college courses!!!!!<br />May 4th will be euphoric, and then the real world will punch me in the face.</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-16219595083055517202013-03-27T13:11:00.003-05:002013-03-27T19:02:33.662-05:00Results are a Brewing<div style="text-align: center;">
I've been doing this lifestyle change where I simply eat clean and get some sort of exercise daily along with at least 3 intense workouts a week, minimum. So far...<br />
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Yes, they are very slight and many other people may not notice, but I sure as hell do. Especially in my legs. It has been a while since I've seen my quadriceps muscles stick out like they did when I played tennis. It's fantastic!</div>
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My clean diet is easy for me though through pure cooking laziness.</div>
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I also hate cooking and preparing meals, especially since I live alone. I'd much rather just find something easy to grab and not have to spend the time making a legit meal. So what do I do then for food? I grab fruits and veggies and just eat those all day. I buy no sugar/processed foods to reduce the temptation and to save money. (I'm also broke so it's easy not to splurge on shit food). I basically live off of mass amounts of quinoa and brown rice, fruits, veggies, talapia, tea and water. Not even mad about it.</div>
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The toughest part was the first week because I still craved foods like pasta, sweets, salt, etc. but after that week ended, I don't even want to go back...which brings me to my next point..</div>
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I feel like I'm not just going to fall off the wagon...the wagon is going to throw me off, then back up over my broken body to run it over again, followed by multiple clogged arteries filled with chocolate and butter. Curse my southern cooking family members...<br />
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-41495164136833167812013-03-19T21:12:00.000-05:002013-03-19T21:12:09.828-05:0020/20<div style="text-align: center;">
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Justin Timberlake's new album just released and it is fantastic.</div>
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I mean repeat every song until my ears bleed, not want to complete anything else for the day, learn every lyric, kind of fantastic.</div>
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It's crazy to think it has been 7 years since his last album, Future/Sex Love Sounds. That entire album reminds me of Junior and Senior year of High school, driving to Jamba Juice after school with my friends, and staying at school late to work on musical productions.</div>
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Sometimes I miss how easy it was back then, as well as the amount of money I had to just blow on gross amounts of Jamba...and the metabolism to do so.</div>
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Mirrors is my favorite off his new album</div>
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I think the ending is a bit odd...and could probably do without, but still...this song is no less amazing</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-32814637913939028102013-03-16T16:18:00.005-05:002013-03-16T16:18:57.296-05:00Epiphanies <div style="text-align: center;">
I think I never finish things because I know once things are finished....that moment is forever finished, and I don't want it to be. I said in my last post,</div>
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"It's all so exciting at the start. A fresh new thing to be
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...happiness that will surely come at the end...? Hmmm...says who?? <br /><br />Let's dig through my brain a bit...</div>
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Books will never be finished for me because maybe I don't want the adventure to end?<br />Relationships never last for me because maybe I'm afraid of falling too hard and getting hurt, so I just end things before anything real can happen?</div>
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Perhaps I've been in school so long because I've ALWAYS been in school. School is what I know how to do. After all, I've been doing it since I was 3. I'm essentially a professional student (but with the worst procrastination problems). I think I am afraid to move on. I really really really like my comfort zone, but as many people have said before me: "life begins at the end of your comfort zone."</div>
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I guess now that I'm about to graduate and move on from school, it's as good a time as any to let go of everything I've been holding onto and never finished. </div>
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I also need to think of finishing something as ACCOMPLISHING it, not ending it. It may be the end of one thing, but that also means it's the start of a new, great, and wonderful thing.</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-60158924487257780632013-03-16T05:14:00.001-05:002013-03-16T12:16:30.911-05:00More Sleepless Nights<div style="text-align: center;">
I've officially been awake all night, tossing and turning in my bed. I'm writing this particular blog entry on my phone so I'm not quite sure how this will look on a laptop or actual computer, but I guess I'll find out later. </div>
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Being up at night always gets my mind racing about particular things. Tonights pensive menu? Everything. </div>
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I LOVELOVELOVE starting new projects, relationships, books, etc. It's all so exciting at the start. A fresh new thing to be doing/seeing/starting, the images of the future outcomes, and the potential happiness that will surely come at the end. </div>
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However, I rarely finish anything. Relationships bore me after long, books start to drag out, workouts get dull, and school...well...I've just about had enough. </div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-63282504679891402392013-02-17T21:23:00.001-06:002013-02-21T00:21:52.609-06:00France or Bust?<div style="text-align: center;">
Sometimes I wonder if I am all talk and no action when it comes to me wanting to live in France to work on my French speaking skills. I have been telling so many friends and family members of my future plans after graduation, mostly to appease the inconclusiveness and mystery that waits for me after May 4th, 2013.<br />
"I want to live in France as an au pair to become more fluent in my French. Also, so I don't forget everything I've learned only to waste an entire minor and difficult 3 years of French classes" is what I have been telling everyone.</div>
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For attending so many higher educational institutions in a variety of locations and areas, I absolutely, totally, and completely HATE change.</div>
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I don't know what I am more fearful of: Living in France, or not going at all.</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-10065863633855293262013-02-06T15:14:00.002-06:002013-02-06T15:14:21.759-06:00Pre-Valentine Treats<div style="text-align: center;">
I could really go for something sweet right now. I think I am going through withdrawals from this past weekend.</div>
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So now I will look at delicious goodies and treats online to fill my sweet tooth while I munch on this carrot. -_-</div>
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Don't these Valentine cookies look too cute to eat??</div>
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Ha! They'd be gone in 2 seconds flat if I had my hands on them</div>
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They can be found at the Vanille Patisserie in Chicago or <a href="http://www.vanillepatisserie.com/" target="_blank">just click here</a>.</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-64276953059590456232013-02-04T18:03:00.001-06:002013-02-04T18:03:20.778-06:00Food Comas and Liquid Cheese<br />
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This weekend I did nothing but eat out with a friend that was visiting. I am entirely deep fried, beer battered, and cheesed OUT. I don't think I have ever felt so gross. </div>
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Welcome to the land of fried foods, guilt, and constipation. </div>
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It being Super Bowl Sunday (or weekend in my case), I figured this would be my last weekend of bar food. Seriously though, after eating nothing but veggies, rice, fruits, water, and tea for the past month, my body has taken a BEATING this weekend.<br /><br />Excuse me while I go and die in my bed.</div>
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<br />Spring Break is in exactly 1 month. That is when my week of pure bliss when begin and I will be homework free and halfway to graduation. Until then, time to hit the books.<br /><br />to getting back on track....for real</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-57531951335892577342013-01-27T14:20:00.002-06:002013-01-27T14:40:03.988-06:00Whistle While You Work<div style="text-align: center;">
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I hate doing laundry here at school because I have to walk outside, 5 apartments down, into this dirty little room with one washer and two dryers from 1975, lime green walls, some guys nasty sneakers, and a constant pile of lint just next to the garbage can. (seriously guys...)</div>
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Best part about laundry day though? Clean sheets. OHHHH how I love thee.</div>
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I made a new mix that I am in love with. It is also very fitting for this blog and those who follow.</div>
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<a href="http://8tracks.com/clairabell24/songs-for-hopeless-wanderers">Songs for Hopeless Wanderers</a> from <a href="http://8tracks.com/clairabell24">Clairabell24</a> on <a href="http://8tracks.com/">8tracks Radio</a>.</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-33248322068370090872013-01-24T17:55:00.005-06:002013-01-24T17:59:46.177-06:00New Look<div style="text-align: center;">
Ok, this is a good place to for me to begin my countdown to graduation. To me that means better grades, a better mind set, and a better body. </div>
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This is my LAST semester of college. I need to make it count. No more of that "I'll do better next semester" horseshit. That's just as bad as saying "Diet starts Monday" with a mouth full of cake. Which leads me to my next point:</div>
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I have an average weight, which is fine, but I am more concerned with being physically fit. If only I could just return to my High School physique: Toned tennis arms and legs with sleek obliques. *sigh* Why didn't I wear more bikinis back then....Curse my insecure self...</div>
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Pinterest is seriously the greatest motivator to get in shape. I HATE going to a gym and not knowing how to do anything except run on a treadmill. Through pinterest I have found all these at home work outs solely for strength training! If you want to follow/repin my pins just click <a href="http://pinterest.com/clairabell24/" target="_blank">here!</a></div>
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I've spent the last week eating very healthy and watching my portions. So starting today I am beginning a serious workout regime. I want my tennis legs back in time for graduation...but without having to play tennis. (I am also sick of just being....squishy...).</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-88133557751392939802013-01-21T17:28:00.002-06:002013-01-21T17:28:39.423-06:00I Suck<div style="text-align: center;">
My 3 day weekend is now officially over and I have successfully sat on my ass all weekend.</div>
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I made a To-Do list and it has remained untouched and unaccomplsihed.</div>
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I swear I can only work under pressure; so probably about 1 am is when I'll start my homework. I really need to work on just getting things done. EARLY.</div>
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Granted I have been very sick this weekend...but I think that is more of a cop-out to not get any of my work done. whatever. </div>
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I decided to make a motivational playlist to help keep me on track for 2013 and the resolutions I've made up. Enjoy.</div>
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I guess I should share my resolutions so they seem a bit more official.</div>
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<li>stay in touch.</li>
<li>stop focusing on weight loss and focus on being strong and healthy.</li>
<li>do well for my last semester. this is it. i'm done after this. </li>
<li>graduate</li>
<li>step outside my comfort zone</li>
<li>be proactive in my own life. say yes.</li>
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I've put a lot on my plate, but I'd rather have lots of options.</div>
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Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-50996876295240070262013-01-19T14:58:00.000-06:002013-01-19T18:42:41.255-06:00Holy Hell<div style="text-align: center;">
It's been a while, hasn't it?</div>
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Considering I am home sick with a very bad cold, now is as good a time as any to get back into my blog. I swear I write in waves. Some weeks over flowing with thoughts. Some months gone without a single word. </div>
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Is it too late to start a New Years resolution to write in here more often?</div>
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Well to start off I am back at school, taking 18 credits hours (full time entirely), and hoping that I will manage to graduate in May. FINALLY.</div>
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I just keep picturing me putting on that cap and gown, grabbing my diploma, and running for the hills. 5 years, 5 schools, countless shelves of text books, and thousands of dollars later I will finally have the proof that I have been educated: a little piece of paper. How wonderful.</div>
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Christmas and New Years were great. Much better than last year and both very relaxing and chill.</div>
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Does that mean 2013 will be awesome? I sure hope so!</div>
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Now it's time to work on my resume and cover letter to begin the job hunt. Only issue is that I don't want to go right into a job after school. (and frankly, I think the odds are in my favor). I want to travel. Backpack all over. I have my entire life to work. I'd rather see the world while I am young and able instead of going later in life. I have been looking into being an Au Pair in France now, though I am scared shitless of that endevour I think it can only benefit me.</div>
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French is so unnatural to me, as any language would be, but it makes me feel sooooo uncomfortable to speak it that I often let my grades suffer because of it, even though I know exactly what is going on in my French classes, I refuse to participate. Damn my timidness...</div>
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That is where my life is at this moment. I swear I will keep this posting thing up. I forget how stress relieving it can be to just write out all my thoughts that keep building up.</div>
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p.s. I am currently reading The Hobbit and I don't know why I never read it sooner. It's wonderful.</div>
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Happy Halloween!</div>
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A friend came to visit this weekend so we put on our costumes and hit the town: Bar style.</div>
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Here's my costume this year. </div>
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I made the wings and used eye lash glue to stick the leftover feathers around my eye. </div>
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Costume Price: Under 15 bucks</div>
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Couldn't decide if I was a Raven or Blackbird (Singin' in the dead of night)...</div>
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My mom left. So here is my problem family post to get my mind off everything rather than sitting in silence.</div>
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My parents should have divorced <i>years</i> ago. Growing up they were always fighting and setting poor examples of love, family, and communication.</div>
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They are most likely staying together for my brother and I, or so their families and friends do not look down upon their decision to divorce. Divorce is so highly frowned upon within my family circle that my parents would rather live together in agony and constant anger toward each other than to separate. Which would make things MUCH easier.</div>
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So any holiday event or family oriented day (Birthdays, anniversaries, etc) are always terrible.</div>
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My birthday was the other day, which meant we would all have to deal with each others company for about 30 minutes to open gifts and eat cake. Which later would inevitably end in fighting between my parents as my brother and I sneak off to the basement and ignore their childish behavior. </div>
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Well my mom just packed a suitcase and left for the night. Happy Birthday!</div>
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Honestly I'm just tired of this. It has been going on since I can remember. </div>
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My perception of love and communication has been totally altered because of the charming examples my parents have shown my entire life. </div>
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to those that put up with this shit.</div>
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I love falling asleep on couches. I find them extremely comfortable and cozy. However, I am regretting falling sleep on the couch tonight. While watching Workaholics with my brother, I fell asleep about 11pm. Woke up at 2, watched the first 15 minutes of Chicken Run, because...well...it was on and it is just so great, then decided to go to BED.</div>
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It is now 5:02 and I have yet to fall asleep in my own bed. </div>
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I can see the sherbert sky rolling in with dark clouds that always seem to look like mountains at this hour. I love being awake at this time; voluntarily of course. </div>
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I am listening to the Civil Wars sing "C'est la Mort" which is such a gorgeous song. They are easily one of my favorite artist duos. </div>
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Music always allows me to add a soundtrack to my life. Or daydream of what my life would be like if it was a movie and imagining it set to music that I am currently listening to. I often find myself doing that. Sometimes I will even ignore phone calls or texts for the moment that I am listening to a song, just because the imagery set to the music I am imagining is too perfect to let go. </div>
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I'll imagine my first dance at my wedding with my future husband (for years I have been picturing Jason Mraz as my husband to be. He always, and still is, an excellent husband filler). </div>
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I'll imagine one of those lame but totally adorable cliché "realizing I love you" moments in the rain, screaming the name of the man I love, confessing our love in the streets of London.</div>
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Even when I am out for a run I will put my life in the music. Imagining I am running the backroads of Ireland is one of my favorites, or running across country to my future love, or in a bad-ass, mofo chase scene. </div>
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Ok I need a venting post about college.</div>
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This topic has always been on my mind but I've never had the guts to say it.</div>
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<b>I don't like college.</b></div>
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I never did. I thought it was the school, maybe my major choice, or perhaps the location.</div>
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NOPE! It's me.</div>
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I don't like college. Regardless of school, location, major, whatever, I ALWAYS have a meltdown before going back. Always. (But that could also be my fear of change).</div>
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I only have 2 semesters left of school. And yet, I STILL don't want to go back. </div>
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I see all my friends having these awesome cliché college experiences and loving life, and yet I'm always dreading college, going back, and attending classes.</div>
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What the hell is wrong with me? </div>
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College is suppose to be the best time and everyone always wishes they could go back and relive their college days. Frankly I can't wait for them to be over.</div>
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Like right now for example. Thinking about going back to school in the fall terrifies me to no end. Meeting new people, living in an unfamiliar dorm, starting new classes with new teachers and new students. I hate it. </div>
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I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.I hate it.</div>
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http://www.workaway.info/</div>
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It would be a great and much less expensive way to learn French and live abroad.</div>
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(inevitably I'll have a meltdown before going) but I just want to be done with school.</div>
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here hoping my tears of dread will turn into joy after spring 2013</div>
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this song</div>
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cxs</div>Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05222063859374436920noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585345452387527333.post-31058531137352167802012-05-10T23:29:00.003-05:002012-05-10T23:30:59.174-05:00Tunage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Young the Giant - Cough Syrup</div>
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xoxo</div>
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