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Name: Karen
Location: Gwinnett, Georgia, United States
Birthday: 12/26/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: HP, PotC. Daniel, Emma, Rupert. Guang Liang, Jay Chou, Wang Li Hong, David Tao.
Expertise: Eating and sleeping
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
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AIM:  linkar88
Member Since:
11/4/2002
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| I enjoy reading entries about people's lives.. even if I don't know them. Kinda voyeuristic, but hey, that's what film is too.
So maybe I should write some of my own. I never write for fun anymore. It's just school and communication.. sad, isn't it?
I'm kinda contemplating what would've happened if I stayed in touch with everyone from high school. But I know that would have never happened. I was ready to leave high school. DHS, the people, and not exactly fitting in anywhere. After all, being in the same school system for 12 years takes its toll. But now I've found my place with my Emory friends and we get along, some of us better than others, but we hobble along like the dysfunctional family we are.
But now, Jill has graduated. I don't know how I feel about this. It's like having a do-over from freshman year. What if I had gotten another roommate? Would we have been BFF4EVAs? What if Jessica doesn't like ____ about me? What if I don't like _____ about her? This is so weird to me, especially in the last semester of senior year. Ah well, I'm sure I'll adapt. I mean acclimate.
I'm not ready to leave, at all. Everyone's going their respective ways, whether it be to med school, grad school, Asia, or home. We'll all be separated. I'm not ready for the tears that'll come in May, especially since boys don't cry much. I'll be the sobbing fool of the bunch, but I'm okay with that. Hopefully we'll keep in touch, but I can't do anything but hope.. I'm not a fan of one-way relationships.
Anyways, it might just be time for bed. Wtf does protected mean? Will there be a knight in shining armor guarding my Xanga post? I certainly hope so.
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| Wow. It took me about 5 minutes to figure out how in the world to post on here.
I don't know if I'm happy with who I am anymore. I miss conversations with people that make you look deep inside you. That make you look at who you are and what you stand for. Instead, we're too busy playing Guitar Hero or watching House. Whatever happened to hanging out with friends for them? We're too busy talking about what actually happened and less about us. I feel like I know about all of my friends and how they would react to a situation, but I have no idea what they think about life, love, happiness. How well do I know them then? How well do I know anybody? I have no idea. No one writes in Xangas, LJs, even Facebook posts. That was one of the few ways (outside of bonding time) that I could get to know anybody.
I just want to talk to someone. Get to know them.
But then again, I feel like one of the major topics to talk about, to get to know people, is love. But now I'm biased. And now I'm afraid about talking about it. I don't want to doubt anything. Love seems like such an abstract thing. It's so much more complex than interesting stories about your childhood. Or what happened to you this morning. Is this what college is about? All the drinking and boring parts of life? Why can't we go back to high school, when we had nothing better to do but to hang out at Barnes and Noble, or at someone's house? Sigh.
I just crave conversation. Worthwhile conversation. But I suppose I won't be getting any of that during finals. I feel like I need a good ol' 3 am phone call, that lasts until the sun comes up.
[I find it quite amusing that I have been complaining about an 8-10 page paper, and yet the only thing I want to do right now, is type some more.]
Well. All you need is love right? and conversation! Talk to me, please.
(Actually, since Xanga is close to dead, I suppose I gotta go start this conversation. Sigh.)
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Hi linkar88! It's been 2205 (wow, that's a big number) days since you joined Xanga... won't you support us by going Premium?
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Jesus. That is about 6 years.
Xanga, remember the days when everyone loved you? When everyone would check their page every day and post comments and eprops on everyone else's page?
I guess those days are over.
We've all gotten older and are kinda done with this.
I guess it's easier to walk over to a friend's room and ask them how their day was instead of posting it to the whole world.. ah college.
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| Hi Xanga!
Of course, I'm updating because I have an exam tomorrow. Parasite lab to be exact. No one really updates here anymore... I guess that kind of encourages me to post thoughts and stuff instead of worrying about who is reading this.. hmm.. but this is not the time! Time to learn about Paragonimus westermani, Fasciola hepatica.. and what not. =) peace.
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