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Name: Jenny
Country: United States
State: North Carolina
Metro: Durham
Birthday: 6/5/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: Eating good food, intelligent conversation, reading, listening to music, objectivism, Duke basketball...
Expertise: Rock, paper, scissors.
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  O O jenny bo
Member Since:
12/1/2004
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| Wow was I upset when I wrote that! Thanks to everyone to read it and offered their support and wisdom and love. :)
Reminds me of how friends are so important and wonderful! Year in and year out!
No worries about me though. I have mostly gotten through that tough past week. I am now in potato country with Dave and all is well. There is still some things I am upset about, but Dave is helping me and caring for me more than I could have ever imagined. Sometimes I am even surprised at how honest we are with each other and how that helps us to work things out. We both feel closer to each other and gain more understanding about our feelings and stuff. Really lovey-dovey and sweet. I just want to be with him all the time forever! But when we are together, forever doesn't even seen long enough.
As I am writing this, he says, "I farted and it smells amazing!!!!!"
Oh boys.
Anyway, I saw a fridge magnet that said, "Happiness is a friend like you." awwwwwwww. I feel that way right now.
How's that for sappy, kang?! Gosh!
Lastly, I finally saw Mean Girls for the first time last night. Great movie! I actually recommend it! It is so fetch!
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| Do you ever find yourself in a situation that is SO stupid?...and you are only in the situation because you are surrounded by idiots?
Sometimes I just don't understand people at all! I am just like, "Why, why, why, why, WHY would you do that?"
I can think of lots of daily examples of this...and usually I can learn to deal, but I am feeling particularly down today. Once in a while, I get stuck in a situation where others' actions have so greatly affected me that I am unable to keep a good mood.
I am so upset right now I can't even express in words how I feel or what has caused me to feel this way. The best way I can put it is that I feel like I have given my everything for someone that I love very much, and all I have received in return is horseshit. I have done things because of how I love him and respect him, and the things that were thrown at me in return were simply rude, spiteful, and disrespectful.
What do you say to a person who does such a thing, and who does it not because he is unaware of his actions, but because he knows precisely what he is doing and goes forward with it anyway?
I am reminded of the bracelet Rearden gave to his wife. To not recognize the meaning of such a gift is stupidty...but to wear it, to parade it as garbage, and to insult the creator and the ideas that wrought it...that is not stupidity, it is hatred.
Not only am I sitting in a pile of shit...worrse, he has spat in my face, and destroyed those things that I value.
I am heartbroken.
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| Wow, I really haven't updated in ages. It's because I'm been busy...doing....stuff.
Let's see, since I last posted, Dave did in fact get his job that he interviewed for in NY! Yay! Which is awesome because it means we can be together forever. *sappy sappity sap*.  Seriously, we were elated. I knew he could do it all along, and it's just great to know that all his hard work paid off. Plus, now we can do even more couples stuff together...minus the part where we work 120 hours a week and never see each other. In fact, I will probably see my coworkers more than I see Dave. And if he has to work weekends, it will be worse.  I am also worried about losing a few fingers or toes due to the frigid weather. Last week it was like 70 here in NC and I just can't imagine what nyc is going to be like in December. I definitely prefer the "tropical weather christmas" over the "white christmas".
Fortunately, this might all pay in the form of a small rectangular sheet of paper with my name on it and large sums of money. It won't break any records, but it will pay for nice new things and a shopping spree on 5th and Madison. And somewhere in my head I hear Dave saying, "Sweetie, do you really really really REALLY need another pair of shoes?!"
Speaking of shoes (love the segue!), BUY UGGS. Okay, so they're not pretty, but they are the best shoes I have ever bought! And they are still infinitely better looking than Crocs (basically synonymous with hideous!). They are so warm and fuzzy that I am instantly in a good mood everytime I put them on. They can even be trendy and sexy:
I want to wear them 24/7 (yes even to bed), but Dave doesn't let me.  He is just jealous.
Also, you can compliment them with a pair of big sunglasses and VOILA, you are now the embodiement of New Jersey Couture!
Let's see, oh yeah, about those classes that I didn't like. My grades actually turned out okay. I completely destroyed one of the professors on the course evaluation and B+ was the worst grade that I got. Yay! All the stupid work wasn't for nothing. And now I am an expert at writing 10+ page papers 2 days before they are due. Muwahahaha.  This also means I need to make straight A's next semester to show my parents that my brain has not completely disintegrated (from an "A" brain to a "B+" brain...). Which shouldn't be too difficult considering that I am taking two PE classes and the easiest Econ class ever (so I've heard). I am also taking another finance/accounting class (blah) and one on venture capital (maybe useful? but hopefully not too hard?).
Dave has gone home for the holidays and it is his first time in exactly a year. They got a dog and she is really cute. I'll also be heading to Idaho next weekend to see him and his family. I'm sure I'll have lots of stories (about potatoes) when I get back. I imagine the desciption of the pictures will go something like this: "a potato field", "farmer, growing potatoes", "Me, looking at potatoes," and "Me and Dave, eating potatoes." I can't wait.
One last thing: listen to busted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Song of the moment: year 3000
I can't think of anymore to update right now. Looks like it won't snow this year in NC, but it will be a happy holiday anyway. If you need me, you can find me under the mistletoe and kissing my sweetheart to ring in the new year.
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| I don't enjoy any of my classes this semester. This is a huge problem, because if I don't enjoy what I am learning, I completely shut down my brain and I have no motivation to complete any of the work. Right now, Dave would usually say, "it's because you already have a job and you don't have to worry anyway." But I am in class at least 3 hours every day, and that still makes for a very upset-Jenny! I feel like I am wasting my time and I am wasting my money, which just leads to bitterness on my part and it snowballs into even less motivation to do anything.
Arg! My posts are always kind of depressing, huh? I guess it's where I vent...
Dave was in New York yesterday and won't be back until later today. I am so lonely without him! I really hope we can be together next year. When it comes down to it, nothing makes me happier but being with Dave. So, even if everything in life falls apart...we'll be okay as long as we have each other. Sometimes, we forget that, but it's true, and it really makes the world a happier place. Plus, its a good reminder of what is the most important to us.
 is that sappy enough?
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| Dear Facebook,
You have officially sold out and disappointed college students everywhere. It is depressing to see that as we are growing up, you are too.
It was fun while it lasted...and while we mourne the loss of our once elite and private "network," you will go on to battle the likes of myspace and youtube.
Maybe in the process of your development, you have forgotten what it is that students really loved about facebook--because it was too cool for high schoolers and too sophmorish for the graduated yuppies, because no one but our friends could see those pictures from last weekend and the recruiters from that investment bank in NY will never know just how hard we play, because we secretly liked searching for that really popular girl from the 6th grade who put gum in our hair...only to find that she is nowhere to be found because she probably goes to a college that isn't good enough to be on Facebook, because we liked thinking that college students we're different, and special, and crazy, and able to give the world everything we've got before we have to take that 9-5 job in the real world.
I miss all of that.
Now we will just be normal...mainstream...stereotypical...lame. We will be grouped with the new age teeny boppers, the bums down the street, our baby sisters, our bosses.
Perhaps you've moved on Facebook, but we students haven't.
Our graduation is in May 2007, and we just aren't ready yet.
Deactivating my account upon graduation,
Jenny
Oh yeah, also, I had a bad day today. I'd like to vent but I already took it all out on facebook. And Dave. And P. in the library. Basically, anyone who was willing to listen.
My classes are robbing me of everything I've enjoyed about classes at Duke so far, just like Mark Zuckerburg is robbing us of our original facebook. I thought I was over all that teenage angst stuff. But just one last time:
fuck you, world.
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