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Name: Kristen
Birthday: 5/27/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: telling people's stories...whether through words, film, or pictures; chocolate; dancing; traveling and all that comes w/ it; bohemianess; gypsies; peppermint mochas; decorating; drama; british accents; journalism; shopping; Warm Vanilla Sugar; being in the mountains; VW's; collecting quotes; Budapest; pineapples; big sexy hair; turquoise; mood rings; falling off jet skis; laughing...a lot
Expertise: not breathing
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
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AIM:  JavaGipsy
Member Since:
11/21/2004
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| I've never walked for any cause before, so I decided to do it. On Saturday Oct. 6 I'm pulling my lazy butt out of bed to walk for breast cancer. It comes with a free T-shirt. I like that idea.
The other day I ate some Skittles and my tooth hurt so bad, like a terrible earache. I took 4 advil and the pain hasn't come back...I hope it stays away because I already owe my dentist too much cha-ching! Skittles are bad bad bad. Today is Friday. Not a news flash, but I keep saying it because I am so burned out and need something exciting to get me through the day. After work I'm chilling at Books-A-Million like I always do (such a nerd). Then meeting Andrew for dinner. Maybe Target for a new coffee pot. Last time I bought my coffee pot based on looks only and that was quite stupid. It makes yucky coffee. No one even wanted to buy it on Craigslist! Hahah.
Lastnight I felt sad, but I didn't wake up that way. Phew. It's just that I was thinking of people and how much they have changed since I was a kid. Sometimes I feel jaded and that hurts my heart. I want to be fresh...to feel the sun on my face and to drink it in. Really drink it in. The older I get, the farther I feel from those carefree childhood feelings. They only come occasionally now...when the wind hits me a certain way and I feel like I did 12 years ago, playing in the yard, happy to just be alive. I treasure those flashes and hope that they stop fading.
Ahhh, so sappy. Sorry. I need to start writing again. I saved up for a desk when I was 14 because one day "I will write a book from that desk." I was so convinced that was true. Now it's buried under school papers, bills and too many cheap sunglasses.
Life is good, though. When I finally buy my Jeep Liberty I'm getting that bumper sticker and slapping it on the back. "Life is Good." Because, well, even with all the crap, it is.
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| You know you're a Southern gal when you eat boiled peanuts for lunch. Mmmhhmmm.
So school has started up again. Andrew got a job. My best friend is going to have a baby. Things keep moving right along and changing every day. Wow. I want to stop and take it all in, but when I stop, there are puppy pads to be changed, dishes to be cleaned, homework to be done...*sigh*
The pup is doing great. She keeps me entertained, but also frustrated (like when she pees in the kitchen and tracks her pee paws all around my house). But life is pretty good. I struggle with the same things and disappoint myself a lot. I guess that's how it goes though. Been listening to a lot of country music lately...scary. Not sure why, but it's been soothing my soul.
I am excited about life, but scared too.
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| She broke my heart. AND my wallet.
On Friday, I made a spontaneous decision to go to the animal shelter and "look around." I didn't leave empty-handed. When I saw a little 7-week-old Border Collie mix, I couldn't stop myself from scooping her up and taking her home with me. Well...Bella, or BeeBoo as we nicknamed her, turned out to be an expensive pup! On Saturday she started throwing up and was so lethargic I thought she was dying. We took her to the animal hospital since it was the weekend (yes, they do have an animal hospital, complete with an animal ambulance!) and she was diagnosed with parvo. If treated there, she'd have a 70% chance of survival.
Now, I had been saving up for a car. I had the money. It hurt. But I did it. Now, after a couple of nights hooked up to an IV, my sweet little puppy (actually she is more like a troublemaker haha) is home. I bought a baby gate and at night we keep her in the room off from the kitchen. She's crazy. And she's getting fat! The other day she got stuck between the two hamper bags. She's a fun playmate, but a bad bad biter! Since she has sheep dog heritage, she feels the need to constantly round up things and "nip" them into place. Everything that moves, to her, is a sheep that must be put back in place. She's hilarious. I have some pics of her on my facebook.
Other than taking on the responsibility of a wild pup, things are the same. Fall semester starts up in 2 weeks, so I have a little bit of a breather for now. I'm working a lot, as usual, and saving up all that I can. Being on a budget isn't so bad once you get used to it. Seeing your money grow in the bank helps out too 
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| It's weird how we can be better people when we're going through a valley in our lives. Going on 3 months now, I've had constant intense bladder urgency and pain. After countless doctor visits (thank God for insurance!!), I was finally diagnosed with interstitial cystitis. My mom had this in her late 20's. I remember her getting treatments for it. Back then, I couldn't sympathize with her...I was just a kid! But now, she can help me get through this time and I know she knows exactly how I feel. It's really frustrating and even more-so because doctors have no idea really what the condition is caused by. They recommend many different treatments to try to control the symptoms, but no one cure. So far I have changed to a strict diet (no citris, caffeine, acid in foods, chocolate, processed food, etc), but buying all organic is expensive and can be quite bland sometimes! I have never wanted coffee, or spicy stuff, or chocolate bars more in my whole life! Anyway, please pray for me. I know God is teaching me so much right now. Since I've had this, I've had such joy and peace in my life. It could be a lot worse. I am just trusting Him and enduring...and of course when I do have my occasional frustrated breakdowns, Andrew is there to hold me and tell me I'll be ok. Next month I have to get on this pill that can make your hair fall out, so I hope that doesn't happen!!
Other than all that drama, I have been burning up the roads doing my usual work and school routine. Spanish II is almost over!!!!! Then I can breathe. I did get a short vacation for my one year anniversary with Andrew. It rained while we were in Charleston, but we made the best of it. Staying in a new place was a lot of fun! Plus, our view was great. Right on the ocean with a huge balcony! I loved sitting out there...even sleeping...hearing the waves and the birds and kids laughing on the beach. We also shopped a lot and managed not to get struck by lightning as we waited out a HORRIBLE storm in Barnes and Noble. Raspberry mochas and endless magazines made it so much better
If I had to live anywhere, I'd love it to be the Charleston area.
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| It's supposed to be 93 degrees today, so why do I wish it was Christmas? For some reason I am craving snow, Christmas music, cookies and wrapped presents. You know, the whole childhood ideal.
I woke up this morning and thought the house was on fire. Apparently I was hallucinating or halfway dreaming. Nevertheless, I sat straight up in bed at 5 a.m. and couldn't go back to sleep. Ugh. Now I can hardly stay awake!!
Just checked my account and I got paid early Now it's time to figure out a budget. I am trying to save everything I can because I need a car soon. My purple spaceship (or the purple turtle, as Andrew calls it) has no air and is starting to make strange noises. And when you turn the car to the left it sounds absolutely awful. I think that when it finally dies I am going to get a Corolla. I've been researching cars constantly and that seems to be the best bet for me.
Well I hope everyone's July 4th was fun! I just slept late and then went to my parents' house for a swimming party. I got to see the newlyweds Kaylee and Eddie, so that was cool! Andrew and me laughed when they were talking about their pet peeves toward each other because we remember first getting married and how it was a funny adjustment. Sweet times
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