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Name: Danielle
Location: Baton Rouge, Louisiana, United States
Gender: Female
Interests: Living for Jesus, Pretending I'm an Athlete, and lots of really nerdy stuff like maps, bridges, history, the space program, etc...
Expertise: Coffe-making, Chicken-Sewing, Children's Books, and Tom Hanks movies- or anything having to do with them.
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
3/29/2005
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| I'm updating this solely because Laura Little has nothing to read at work. This really doesn't make any sense, because Laura Little works on a pig farm. Why she isn't feeding/wrestling pigs I don't understand. (and if she reads this this afternoon, she should call me because I need to get her air mattress...)
I, like Laura, am also at work, but will more than likely be leaving early so I can get things together for the big trip to Allende. It's that time again, and I am more than excited!
I am currently suffering from writer's block, so my creativity in choosing a topic worth discussing/reading/writing etc.. is lacking. I did recently decided to double major, but Laura Little knows as much already, and so it is in no way news to her, and seeing as how I am pretty convinced she's the only person who reads this, I don't think I will be mentioning it any further, except to say that I am very excited about the opportunities that may arise for someone who graduates with a degree in History and in Political Science and is certified to teach...
Politics is like crack, so bad for me, but I can't get enough.
I sometimes do wish I were still in journalism, seeing as how I do adore writing, and I have in the past two years become addicted to FoxNews. I think I've made the right choice though. Rather than educating the masses, I will educate the few. I think I'll get a lot more accomplished in educating the few anyway. It's much more important to influence and mold the minds of the young that those of the old.
That said, I'm going to type my history notes and enjoy a bag of Skittles.
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|  To quote Derick Shepard, I have a thing for ferry boats... Not as much as I do for bridges, but I thoroughly enjoy taking the ferry, whether it be to Ellis Island, or from Algiers Point to Woldenburg Park (ahhhhh), and someday, taking a ferry in Seattle (because I WILL go there).
Why is it that lately, movies, television, etc. has had a thing for ferry boat accidents. I'm not really sure what that's supposed to mea, but it gets on my nerves. I mean, first comes Deja Vu and now Grey's Anatomy. When will the distruction of the ferries stop!!! I know that this is irrelevant to anything, but I thought I'd share it with the world, ya know, just in case you too have a thing for taking the ferry and can understand. There is much more drama in my life rigt now that ferry boats, but since I'd rather not diverge such drama on the internet, I'm redirecting my need to rant into a rant one about ferry boats. Serioulsy? why blow them up, why run tankers into themI just don't understand? | | |
| I abolutely adore road trips, for a number of reasons. I'm sure later in life when I have kids, they will not like them nearly as much as I do because I will take them on way too many. Seeing as how in a year and a half I will have a car that allows me to take these trips without having to borrow my mother's, there are most likely many more road trips to come in my lifetime starting at that point.
This weekend I went on by far the most random roadtrip I've ever been on. For those of you who were not there, you just cannot grasp why or what this roadtrip was about. Let's just say I can never look at Elvis the same way again, and I'm darn glad I don't like Coke.
I'm thinking about wallpapering my bedroom with Tom Hanks memorabilia as a tribute to the great Paul McLeod, but this still could not land me in the Guiness Book and no one would give me five dollars a head to see it, so it's probably pointless.
I've had obsessions in my lifetime that were really rediculous: Leonardo DiCaprio, Backstreet Boys, etc... all of which I did wallpaper much of my walls with and yes, I did videotape any time I saw on TV, but never to the point of this obsession with Elvis. Seriously if ever you see me building a giant Titanic in my backyard, please, send me to the asylum immediately.
To all who were there, thank you for sharing this experience with me, and to those who weren't, one day, I will share this exerience with you- whether you realize it or not.
(There will be pictures to follow shortly)
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| I just took that "Real Age" quiz where you find out how old your body is, as opposed to how old you actually are. I'm fifteen. I'm eating a pack of Nerds to celebrate. I figure, with five years shaved off my life, I might as well do a little damage. Went to New York a few weeks ago. It was awesome as always. My love for the people of that city was once again confirmed, and my desire to one day teach there was renewed. I'm a little freaked out by the fact that in less than a year, I need to be about 90% certain about what I'm doing when I graduate. Where am I going? Am I going to school or am I going to teach? Where will I teach if I do? Less than a year. Wow, I'm old. Growing up I always figured that by the time I graduated college I'd be engaged or married or something and I'd just let him decide where to go. Little did I know that God's timeline for my life is a bit different. So with no one to make decisions for me, I'm a little freaked out. Tennessee? New York? North Carolina? Florida? Texas? Mississippi? There are lots of options. Grad School? Teaching? Both? AHHHHHHH Seriously, my body's only fifteen, and that's how old I feel, so why should I have to make decisions that a twenty-something has to make? | | |
| Currently, I am sitting a in a comfy chair in Middleton Library contemplating the possibility of beginning work on my semester project for EDCI. There are too many other things on my mind for my concentration to be on school. Seeing as how there are only three weeks remaining in the Fall 06 semester, school is getting hectic, and my brain is hurting. My shirt smells like the "Glistening Snow" Glad candle I burn on the dresser where I keep the shirts. It's a nice smell. They should make laundry detergent in such a scent. Step 1- I've cracked the notebook. That's progress. After a week of basically taking a break from the world, it is difficult to get back into the swing of things. I havne't run in six days (ouch!) and being that it was thanksgiving, I have eaten enough to compensate for the cutting back I'd been so faithfully doing in weeks prior.  This 19 1/2 inch goat is available at IKEA for only 5.99. Just in case any of you were interested in having a goat wrapped in red ribbon. (these are the things you learn when you shop online as a form of procrastination.)
I just bid on a great whtie elephant gift on ebay. I'm super excited! It may very well be the hit this year. Time to do work. | | |
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