tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54722092008-11-20T02:00:42.126-05:002008 is going to be one hell of a ride.biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.comBlogger437125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-6946555177193946002008-11-14T04:25:00.001-05:002008-11-14T04:25:36.605-05:00

...and then they take it, what am I left with?

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-88122976028987581542008-11-02T14:14:00.001-05:002008-11-02T14:15:47.792-05:00

I really do. Physically will be easy. Mentally will take a bit more time.

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-8612106014434010962008-10-29T22:53:00.002-04:002008-10-29T22:59:30.095-04:00

My hair is falling outI constantly look like I have 2 black eyes without makeupMy eyes are yellowingI sleep a lot and don't eat OR I eat a lot and don't sleepI feel like destroying everything (I'm talking fire, sledgehammers, and axes "destroy everything") OR I feel like crying all the timeI really think my only real option is medication. Today, Mom asked me why I was always down on myself, and

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-65544206953218671842008-10-26T23:10:00.002-04:002008-10-26T23:22:03.830-04:00

For those of you who haven't heard, I had to go to the doctor last week to get a colonoscopy and endoscopy. I thought I still had some remnants of gastroenteritis, so I figured it would be a good idea to get checked out. The good news is I don't have any polyps or any physical abnormalities! The bad news is I still have gastroenteritis. I have antibiotics though! Though, the antibiotics do

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-78404200186628619522008-09-28T00:23:00.002-04:002008-09-28T00:24:20.751-04:00

I couldn't feel any more constricted if my body were wrapped in a thick chain from neck to ankle. I have no idea why I feel like this, or how to make it stop.

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-20161441360139723912008-09-22T05:45:00.000-04:002008-09-22T05:42:16.888-04:00

I keep trying not to worry about stuff that doesn't matter (getting an engineering job RIGHT FREAKING NOW, what I'm going to do about school next semester, my car, etc) and try to focus on things that are important (classes right now, my physical and mental health). Also, I tried to rescue a stray kitten from James' neighborhood... but that didn't work out. I think someone else may have rescued

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-90695590038892314022008-09-09T23:55:00.001-04:002008-09-10T01:42:36.292-04:00

So, today I had a breakdown. I've just been thinking about SO MUCH STUFF that is frustrating me like whoa. I was talking to Michael K. online; I'm so glad he let me vent to him. I dunno, part of my problem is worrying about things that will work themselves out naturally. Some of my problem is worrying about things that I can't change myself (the people or the situation have to change). Most

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-29333718806244864982008-09-06T23:37:00.003-04:002008-09-06T23:39:26.780-04:00

I have one. I think I am going to spend the next week unpacking. I should be totally unpack and set up by next weekend. The internet guy is coming on Tuesday to set up my internet. And I'm going to the store tomorrow to get a wireless router. I want a house, now. :) But, that will come in due time. Maybe after I'm married. Definitely after I have a nice engineering job. Most likely

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-85938037456228669702008-08-21T02:01:00.002-04:002008-08-21T02:32:12.294-04:00

Probably the strangest thing I've done all week is hanging out with my boyfriend AND his ex-girlfriend AT THE SAME TIME! .oO BIZARRO WORLD Oo. I guess I'm not really weirded out by hanging out with her (but I don't really know if I have a "reason" to hang out with her on my own besides being a 'friend of a friend')... it's more like an "oh man, my boyfriend used to date this girl. They're

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-9974597775178875462008-08-20T17:02:00.001-04:002008-08-20T17:02:54.242-04:00

I don't have high blood pressure anymore! *dances*

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-39919285766774922602008-08-16T23:29:00.000-04:002008-08-18T00:30:58.006-04:00

Oh, weddings. They're so cute and nice and make me all full of love and warmth. :)

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-6538767554805693342008-08-08T23:08:00.000-04:002008-08-08T23:09:12.981-04:00

Here's to you, and here's to me; best of friends we'll forever be; but, if by chance we disagree, fuck you, and here's to me!

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-342324937265057442008-08-05T02:28:00.002-04:002008-08-05T02:30:42.152-04:00

So, for some reason, my iTunes couldn't find the correct library. So, I cleared the whole thing and am in the process of re-adding everything. I hope it doesn't take forever to redo the whole library. ... Someone please remind me to back up my iTunes when I get this library back in working order!

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-49245570364706929992008-07-31T02:33:00.002-04:002008-07-31T02:35:47.299-04:00

I can't fix what I've already done wrong (=anything related to school). All I can do is mend what I have and do better in the future. A GPA is a stupid way to measure someone's worth. GPAs lie... most people with high ones aren't hard workers, and most people with "low" ones work their asses off. I'm not saying I'm perfect. I'm saying school is stupid. Or maybe I'm too fucking dumb. I

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-13895724005722020852008-07-20T23:55:00.002-04:002008-07-21T01:37:09.356-04:00

James and I celebrated 6 months of awesomeness today. :) Really, we've been celebrating it all week so it's more like a week-long celebration. We went to the store and ended up making burgers, corn on the cob, and mashed potatoes for dinner (for the two of us + Joe + John + veggie burgers for Bryan, and he's STILL got some leftovers). It was a pretty awesome dinner, I must say!

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-89718675684638328072008-07-19T02:56:00.001-04:002008-07-19T02:58:19.046-04:00

1. 2nd interview YAY! 2. Blood pressure going up BOO... need to eat more veggies and run around more too. Love ya! :D

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-23496840091523489172008-07-07T07:55:00.002-04:002008-07-07T08:00:01.078-04:00

This is my (100*2^2+10*2^1+1*2^0)st post on this blog! :) Also, I seem to be antsy more. I think I should go back to writing in my journal. I don't know what that will mean for the blog... I could use LiveJournal for private posts. I have one already anyway, so that is always an option. But, using a paper journal would be the best because I like being expressive and writing pictures and (

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-21375213478228549082008-07-02T03:17:00.002-04:002008-07-02T03:21:38.607-04:00

Because I know I will be asked where I see myself in five years during interviews. Because I'm tired of feeling like a compass without a needle. Because I want to prove to myself that I can set AND ACCOMPLISH GOALS. Because I want to be a better me. Because I need motivation from myself. So, I will draft up a five-year plan over the next week or so (seeing as I don't currently do anything except

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-1960736388799845082008-06-26T06:55:00.003-04:002008-06-26T07:06:03.361-04:00

I knew I had (HAD!) anxiety problems, but after two separate doctors' visits with way-too-high blood pressure, my general doctor told me that I need to go on a low calorie, no sodium diet. If my blood pressure doesn't come down in two months, he will put me on blood pressure medicine. At 24. That's a great way to aggravate the anxiety problems. At least I've never had a cavity... one doctor's

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-65247428630785701672008-06-24T23:13:00.001-04:002008-06-25T01:21:05.187-04:00

Today for dinner we had some breaded tilapia fillets (from the freezer), steamed veggies, strawberries and blackberries, and homemade mashed potatoes for dinner, and I had some leftover salad from last night. For lunch, I had a loaded baked potato (I SAID IT!) - butter, cheese, bacon bits, broccoli - and a salad with spinach, strawberries and blackberries (can you tell Mom is trying to get rid

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-8083663681106763642008-06-18T13:21:00.004-04:002008-06-18T13:46:59.605-04:00

Yet, just like a stupid person in an abusive relationship, I keep coming back. I hate coming to the same place every year. I doubly hate the fact that our parents never let one of us bring a friend with. I hate the fact that I can't sign on to Xbox Live for more than 45 seconds, but when my brother gets on the Xbox, he can stay signed on for hours at a time. I hate not having someone my age to

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-17043098597682635542008-06-15T20:01:00.005-04:002008-06-15T20:08:26.164-04:00

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all the old and new dads and grandpas. :) We had an early dinner at Captain George's. If you love seafood buffets and are ever in the VA Beach area, CHECK IT OUT. It is stupendous! Usually a little on the busy side... at least, it is whenever we happen to go there (weekends). Brian and I are supposed to go play at the pool later on tonight, but it's getting a little

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-30495924126856563132008-06-14T22:54:00.002-04:002008-06-18T15:42:03.939-04:00

I got suplexed by Jaylen (for those of you who don't know, my 17-month-old cousin)... he lost some mini beach ball that he was playing with, and apparently I was too much in his way on the couch. He climbed up next to me and started trying to pick me up. When that didn't work, he started trying to push me off the couch! He is a big kid (not fat--yet--just really tall for his age, and pretty

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-42571436152258361462008-05-31T23:37:00.002-04:002008-06-04T15:58:57.386-04:00

After packing all night long after Las Tinijas (and an AWESOME folkloric dance presentation), I dressed Panamanian style (business casual) to leave the country. Also, the best boyfriend ever greeted me Panamanian style; he was so cute! :) I ALMOST had to stay in Panama. I got into a heated discussion with one of the carry-on baggage checkers, because my makeup was over 3.3 oz. Now, I know how

biancasimonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044221252048715992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472209.post-62863309740516557282008-05-30T17:29:00.002-04:002008-06-04T15:36:16.720-04:00

It's our LAST DAY in Panama. I would have to say that I learned a lot about Panamanian culture and a lot about myself as well. I wish I would have brought another book to read; apparently finishing up half of one and reading an entire book is not enough for one month.

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