<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:09:12.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>“Be the change you want to see in the world.”</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-3425929037869561027</id><published>2009-08-02T15:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:36:27.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't written in here in a while. But I think that I'm going to start up again, and I'd especially like to record the events that take place during the next couple years at smith. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that said, move in day is Sunday, August 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I'm most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; on a count down. I have 28 days till my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; Elizabeth and I move in. Between now and then I've got to get all my stuff organized and packed. I also need to go out and buy "dorm type" things, ya know? It's a little overwhelming, but I'm excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start work at Cooley Dickinson Hospital tomorrow. I'm really excited to have nabbed a job at a hospital. I'm happy about it for the fact that I'm working in a hospital and that it will look really good when I apply to med school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 days my friends, and I am out of southwick.... no turning back now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-3425929037869561027?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/3425929037869561027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=3425929037869561027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/3425929037869561027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/3425929037869561027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-havent-written-in-here-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-288383226219053000</id><published>2009-03-29T00:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:32:18.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate conversations like these. I hate that you dont understand me sometimes. It feels like evey weekend we have some kind of issue. I'm really not okay with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got in, and am going to smith college in the fall. Boooyaaa to all you stupid people who have stood in my way- phsyically, emotionally, mentally, etc. HAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-288383226219053000?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/288383226219053000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=288383226219053000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/288383226219053000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/288383226219053000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-conversations-like-these.html' title=''/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-3214278567186280186</id><published>2009-03-20T00:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:13:06.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how my brain feels right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-3214278567186280186?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/3214278567186280186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=3214278567186280186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/3214278567186280186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/3214278567186280186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2009/03/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-1792694061551071201</id><published>2009-03-08T22:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:06:42.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday saturday sunday</title><content type='html'>Great weekend. Ben came to visit. I wish that our time together was longer, but I always wish that. Maybe one day later on in life we'll be together for more than two-four days every month or so. That would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might stay home this summer. I was looking at taking a trip to China and working along side of doctors doing a medical practicum with the EFCA, and then there was this medical office internship at a camp in Maryland, and then there was the idea of working back down in New Orleans. I don't know where I should be going or what I should be doing. I dont even know if I'll be going to college this fall. But, what I do know is that I have a job at a really great lab making more than minimum wage, and I have the opportunity to work at the fire department in southwick all summer making good money. So if I am unable to go to college in the fall I'll atleast have a little bit of money by then, and maybe I'll take the national registry emt test and move out of massachusetts to a state where I can pick up working as an EMT and figure out what I'm going to do for college after that. It's all so up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what I want though. I like the idea of working in town as an EMT this summer. I like that I'll be able to see all my hard work that I put in last semester pay off.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I would love to be off traveling- I have that part of me that just wants to be everywhere and try everything and experience it all. But maybe that will come later down the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-1792694061551071201?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/1792694061551071201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=1792694061551071201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/1792694061551071201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/1792694061551071201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-saturday-sunday.html' title='Friday saturday sunday'/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-7142451077160308792</id><published>2009-03-05T23:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:24:46.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity.</title><content type='html'>My boss said something incredible today; very enlightening, and totally not on purpose... and what sucks is, I can't remember what it is she said. But I remember thinking at that moment, 'wow, that was really deep.' Or atleast, it hit me deep.&lt;br /&gt;If I can remember anything at all, which isnt very likely, she said something about the topic of simplicity and being happy with just getting enough. Oh yes, thats it. She mentioned something about the plant she was repotting and how she had just enough stuff to repot it, and she was thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how, but my mind went in like fifteen different directions with what she said and the idea behind it. Being happy just getting by. Most people arent happy with that; but I've been totally learning how to be happy with just having enough to take care of the needs and that it. Like, I am BEYOND thrilled when I have enough money to pay for car insurance, rent, my phone bill, my compassion child I sponsor, and to put gas in my car. I barely make enough to do all of this but when I see that I have just enough when I didnt think I did, I am so happy.&lt;br /&gt;And it all makes me want to live a more simple life; being happy with what I have, not being over possessive over things I want, and living life on a day to day basis instead of living on a year to year, or years to years basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, just food for thought that I've been chewing on all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-7142451077160308792?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/7142451077160308792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=7142451077160308792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/7142451077160308792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/7142451077160308792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2009/03/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity.'/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-8919251347891807530</id><published>2009-03-02T18:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:01:39.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No facebook</title><content type='html'>I'm not on facebook for a while, so what else am I to do with all the spare time I dont have? Write blogs? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why am I off facebook? Because I need a break from everything. I suppose I'll post what I wrote as a note when I said my goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest. ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Erica and Robert that I can see why I shouldn't be involved in politics. My heart aches for things that need to be changed. My heart breaks for the things that should be changed, and are not. I take it. I think about it. It lingers. It tugs. I feel a war raging inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;So many things though; textbook prices, child prostitution, two-faced people, people without healthcare, people without food, dysfunction, failed relationships, colleges that aren't cooperative, potential that is not invested in, and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;This is only a small portion of what weighs my heart down. What hurts me is knowing that I can't do much about the things that I feel so strongly about. That I can only take baby steps towards reaching certain things, when I'd like to be taking giant, fast paced steps.&lt;br /&gt;I cried to Erica and Robert about being upset with the fact that there are student who can barely afford a community college, and may not be able to afford books. A couple of us on senate (along with the whole senate of course) have been diligently working on a way to get faculty at hcc to cooperate with a couple points, which will in turn allow students to have better textbook access- prices, and availability. But, there are faculty that for some reason are not willing to even work with students, because of pride would be my guess. I just get so frustrated with the injustice of something that has the potential to be something so good- and its not just text book issues, its also shared governance issues. As students, respectable senate members, shouldn’t we be able to be awarded the ability to have a say on the college senate. Again, pride I believe.&lt;br /&gt;I cried to Julie later on after that about how I didn’t like the way my mythology professor was presenting the book of Genesis and God. That could get me going for a while- but I just felt hurt during a couple of his lectures- and most students in the class wouldn’t understand what I feel about it because I'm one of the two Christians in the class (that I know of thus far). I like to be the best at everything I do, but I can compromise my beliefs to get a good grade on a paper.&lt;br /&gt;I cried today over school issues. Hampshire College told me that if I was not able to get them the fafsa form, I should just look at going to a different college, because I wouldn’t be able to afford them out of my pocket anyways. They also said that all the other schools I applied to would tell me the same. How encouraging. Fortunately I believe I've found a loophole that I am going to investigate. I’ve never been one to give up or to let things stop me… and so even though this situation seems hopeless, I’m still hoping to find a way.&lt;br /&gt;Organic chemistry kills me every time I meet with it. It slaps me in the face every time. I hate it. I need a tutor.&lt;br /&gt;“Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.”&lt;br /&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;Everything in me aches right now, not just what I've talked about thus far. I'm not miserable. I’m not angry. I’m not depressed. I’m just very contemplative and right now- probably because my period is due, I’m sensitive. And maybe, maybe its also because God has given me a compassionate heart? My parents wouldn’t think so- actually, all I’ve ever been told by them is that I’m a cold person- but I don’t think they’ve really known who I am deeply for quite a while now. But, that is another matter.&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with Jackie today and was telling her that all I would like to do is go away for a little bit- no computer, no TV, no people; nothing. Just a couple books, my bible, and a notebook. I’d like to get away to somewhere deep in the woods or maybe by a beach. I would love a secluded area where I could just sit in quiet and just listen.&lt;br /&gt;I think I remember reading something by Thoreau, and he talked about walking through the woods alone, being just of himself, enjoying his solitude. It made me want that. It made me want simplicity. Actually, lately all I’ve wanted is simplicity. I like his statement “&lt;br /&gt;As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I need? I need to get away from the things that are a constant bother. Things that I can’t actually seem to get away from. Things that stress me out, make me cry. People, places, situations, events, everything. I don’t really like to think of it as running away from my problems- I’m too much of a hard worker to do that; but I see it as the need to take a break from my problems. Is that what vacation is supposed to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are reveries so deep, reveries which help us descend so deeply within ourselves that they rid us of our history. They liberate us from our name. These solitudes of today return us to the original solitudes. -Gaston Bachelard&lt;br /&gt;So, if you’ve actually read thus far, I commend you. My statement now is that I’m stepping away from face book for a while. I’m not sure how long, but I just don’t want to be here for a while. If anyone needs me, I ask that you’d call my phone 413-231-3870.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest. ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin&lt;br /&gt; --------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll probably end up writing more in here; which might not be a bad thing because I always find that writing helps clear my head. And as far as I know, not many people know about this blog- so it's not like I'm typing for the whole world to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-8919251347891807530?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/8919251347891807530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=8919251347891807530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/8919251347891807530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/8919251347891807530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-facebook.html' title='No facebook'/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-115133784089358613</id><published>2009-02-10T18:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:54:58.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I should be studying chemistry right now, but I'm going to write in here for a little bit. Why? Well, Ben sparked the idea. So, Ben, when you eventually see this, you'll know why!! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, to update, I passed my EMT practical test. I'm thrilled about that. Thank God that I made it through that. Well, I have to wait until I get my acceptance letter in the mail, and then I have to take the written test.... so, that should be in about a month or so, then I'll be able to work on in town at the Fire Department. I'm excited for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other things going on; I moved out last November. I dont really feel like talking much about that right now, but most people know why anyways. I'm graduating with my associates degree in May and transfer after that. I applied to Amherst College, Smith College, Hampshire College, Boston College, Boston University, Fairfield University, and Umass Dartmouth. I dont know where I want to go. I dont really have a preference. I guess its something to pray about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really busy this semester. I didnt think that I would be, but I am really busy. I work, and go to school every day, and I have mass amounts of homework. My Genetics class and Chemistry class are going to require alot of me, and my Mythology class is seeming like alot of work. I read alot of literature and write alot.  Just when I thought I was free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I have senioritis- like I dont want to do any work. Ive just got alot on my plate and dont feel dealing with it some days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-115133784089358613?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/115133784089358613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=115133784089358613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/115133784089358613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/115133784089358613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-should-be.html' title='I should be...'/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-3944497198652683750</id><published>2008-09-18T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:22:37.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ritalin ey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-3944497198652683750?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/3944497198652683750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=3944497198652683750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/3944497198652683750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/3944497198652683750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2008/09/ritalin-ey.html' title=''/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-5618194886031613697</id><published>2008-09-16T06:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:46:52.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah- running off of like 3 1/2 hours of sleep at the moment. Feeling kinda sick, like I might puke; feeling like I could sleep for another three days straight, major headache, everything seems a little fuzzy right now... and I had a kinda strange dream about turtles.&lt;br /&gt;Why was I up till 2:30? Homework. Then, I tried to fall asleep, and I layed in bed and tossed and turned. Nothin. I guess I eventually fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, 6am came wayyy too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but ask myself if I've taken on too much. It seems like a normal workload, but I'm not so sure.... I'm feeling a little burned out, and its only the beginning of week three. I would say that I can't wait for the week to be over, but I've got class on the weekend.... sooo, I'm not really looking forward to the weekend either. I'm gonna try to go to bed early tonight. If that means I work like crazy getting homework done when I get back from class around 4, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start seeing my couselor again. I have an appointment tomorrow afternoon. I'm hoping that in meeting with her, she'll help me to figure out some time management, as well as help me get through the emotional issues I'm facing as far as friends go, and believe it or not, dealing with how to let go of Kyle stuff. I guess I'll talk about that another time. I gotta eat something before I pass out, and then leave in about 15 minutes so I don't get stuck behind buses on the way to class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-5618194886031613697?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/5618194886031613697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=5618194886031613697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/5618194886031613697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/5618194886031613697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeah-running-off-of-like-3-12-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-5282770772394812693</id><published>2008-09-14T01:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:43:49.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sleeping in tomorrow... till as late as I possibly can before my body wakes me up and tells me that I have to pee. That always happens too... stupid bladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to catch up on sleep. I guess my night terrors have kicked back on, and in full force. My sister says that every night this week I've been really active; talking, crying, screaming, etc. No wonder I'm so tired... I'm not actually sleeping; i'm running a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Stress, I'm pretty sure. Stress due to unresolved issues. Whatev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I passed the practical exam for my CPR/AED course, and I'm pretty sure I passed the written part; though I wont know about that until Monday. But, I'm feeling pretty confident about it. Sooo yeah, I can do CPR in a couple different ways on adults, children, and infants. I can also use an AED (automated external defibrulator) to jump start your heart with an electric shock. I can also help choking victims- adults, children, and infants. And yes, there are differences in all three.&lt;br /&gt;One step closer to being an EMT. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-5282770772394812693?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/5282770772394812693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=5282770772394812693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/5282770772394812693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/5282770772394812693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-sleeping-in-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3754561059528869856.post-2000281189900454895</id><published>2008-09-11T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:46:03.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New season.&lt;br /&gt;New blog.&lt;br /&gt;Will post eventually.&lt;br /&gt;Swamped with work and stress.&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3754561059528869856-2000281189900454895?l=canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/feeds/2000281189900454895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3754561059528869856&amp;postID=2000281189900454895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/2000281189900454895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3754561059528869856/posts/default/2000281189900454895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyouhearmeyet.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-season.html' title=''/><author><name>....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553838727996179588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
