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First: NYC was GREAT!!! Well let me elaborate. My mom, sister, and I just went to New York City for a few days to celebrate my mom and one of my sisters birthdays. We had a pretty good time! There wasn't a lot of complaining or arguing! Which with my sisters is a blessing!! All-in-all I loved it in New York! I won't be moving there any time soon...a little too much going on for me! But to visit..YES!

Second: I never understood how love could hurt so much. But I have been introduced to that pain and now wish I never had the pleasure of knowing it. Well that's unfair..I just wish it didn't have to hurt so bad. I know what it feels like to love and that feeling is great. You can't have one without the other..I accept that. It's just never any fun to love someone who gives their love to another person. How do I tell you that I just want you to love me again?

Third: I have begun reading The Alchemist which was recommended to me by a great woman! And this book is slowly changing the way I look at life! It has helped me to gain a different perspective. It is pushing to step out on faith and try to reach my "Personal Legend." I recommend this book to all!

Fourth: I have been trying to do some self-examining and I just can't figure out what is wrong with me. I mean I really don't understand why I'm so unapproachable or whatever it is. I'm just tired of this. And I'm not complaining just stating. I just don't understand it.

Fifth: I feel like damaged goods. Maybe that has something to do with my unapproachability (yeah I know this isn't a real word)!

Sixth: I'm worried about applying to grad school! I just always think that I will never get accepted. I'm slightly intimidated.

Seventh: I'm thankful for the people that have been placed in my life because they always inspiring me or giving words of encouragement when I need it most.
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