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Nissley
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Country: United States
State: Rhode Island
Interests: traveling, living in Europe
Expertise: International Relations
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
12/12/2002
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| I just finished the worst paper I've ever written. It's so bad that I'm embarrassed to turn it in tomorrow. It's so bad that I'm not even relieved taht it's done because I'm so disgusted with how terrible it is. It's sad to think that I'm ending my college paper-writing career on such a bad note. Sigh. However, in the words of my oh-so-wise and very-much slacker brother, who cares? I have a job. I just need to keep telling myself that when my TA hands back my paper and looks at me like I'm the dumbest person in the class. | | |
| Spring Break pictures!
Shelly, Phil, Joanne, and Grace at Celebration
Gail and I at the Magic Kingdom (Grace and I are moving into the castle soon, so come visit us :))
Grace and Melissa in Venice at Epcot
Yay for Florida! Sad that it's so cold in Providence. | | |
| Orlando! Finally, spring break is here. Today I'm off to Boston, and by tomorrow afternoon I will be in sunny Florida. I have forgotten what it feels like to be warm, to feel the sun and air on my arms and legs. I miss the smell of sunscreen and the sight of the world through sunglasses. I miss wearing shorts, skirts, t-shirts, tank tops, flip-flops. I miss swimming pools, beaches, sand, and salt water. I miss lying for hours in the sun, reading a book or dozing in and out of sleep. Tomorrow it will all come back to me, and it will be wonderful. | | |
| Love Song
by Rainer Maria Rilke
How can I keep my soul in me, so that
it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise
it high enough, past you, to other things?
I would like to shelter it, among remote
lost objects, in some dark and silent place
that doesn't resonate when your depths resound.
Yet everything that touches us, me and you,
takes us together like a violin's bow,
which draws one voice out of two seperate strings.
Upon what instrument are we two spanned?
And what musician holds us in his hand?
Oh sweetest song. | | |
| There is something wrong with a world in which the people at health services tell me that I definitely have a virus and then prescribe antibiotics "just in case." Just in case?!?! Just in case what? It makes no sense to me. Maybe it makes them feel better if they prescribe something. It certainly doesn't make me feel any better, although maybe now my mom will actually believe me that I don't have strep.
Enough of being sick! I will get better soon, I promise. Then I will return to normal social life and all will be well again. | | |
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