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  <title>If "all the worlds a stage, and all the people merely players..."</title>
  <subtitle>Who has my script?</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-02-20T05:15:46Z</updated>
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    <title>Cause every one else is doing it...</title>
    <published>2006-02-20T05:15:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-20T05:15:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The thoughts I am thinking</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Q: WHOS THE 4TH PERSON ON YOUR RECEIVED CALL LIST? &lt;br /&gt;A. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHATS YOUR MAIN RINGTONE ON YOUR PHONE? &lt;br /&gt;A: Saved by the Bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT WERE YOU D0ING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT? &lt;br /&gt;A: Hanging with Lisa and Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT DID THE LAST TEXT MESSAGE ON YOUR CELL PHONE SAY? &lt;br /&gt;A: "Sure I am going to head down awhile. I think Shari has rehersal at 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHOSE BED DID YOU SLEEP IN LAST NIGHT? &lt;br /&gt;A: Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? &lt;br /&gt;A: Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: MOST RECENT MOVIE THAT YOU WATCHED? &lt;br /&gt;A: Stand By Me...GOt to love early 90's movies on Saturday mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: NAME THREE THINGS THAT YOU HAVE ON YOU AT ALL TIMES? &lt;br /&gt;A: My ring, The necklace I got in New Zealand, Earings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT'S THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDSHEETS? &lt;br /&gt;A: Purple...but one of my pillows has a blue pillow case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: HOW MUCH CASH DO YOU HAVE ON YOU RIGHT NOW? &lt;br /&gt;A: none directly on my person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your favorite part of the chicken? &lt;br /&gt;A: the wing and legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can't wait to (til)...? &lt;br /&gt;A: I get a reunion with some people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you saw your mom? &lt;br /&gt;A: January 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you saw your dad? &lt;br /&gt;A: January 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you talked to them? &lt;br /&gt;A: Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who got you to join myspace? &lt;br /&gt;A: I'm not on Myspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What did you have for dinner LAST NIGHT? &lt;br /&gt;A: Sandwhich at the etown diner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How long have you been at your current job? &lt;br /&gt;A: Theatre job...4 years, Learning Service job...2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Look to your left. What's there? &lt;br /&gt;A: Kristy's bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the last thing/person you spent over $50 on? &lt;br /&gt;A: I really try not to spend $50 on anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whats the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone? &lt;br /&gt;A: I usually don't borrow clothes...I am to tall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What website(s) do you visit the most during the day? &lt;br /&gt;A: etown email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have an air freshener in your car? &lt;br /&gt;A: yes (but its Eric's car...don't tell him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have plants in your room? &lt;br /&gt;A: roses from the one acts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now? &lt;br /&gt;A: Not physically...maybe a bit of heartache but not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What city was your last taxi cab ride in? &lt;br /&gt;A: Auckland New Zealand to get to the airport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you own a picture phone? &lt;br /&gt;A: No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's your favorite Starbucks drink? &lt;br /&gt;A: It changes with my mood... I usually try different things and don't go often enough to have a favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Recent time you were really upset? &lt;br /&gt;A: Yesterday when the one acts were over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Sigh... I can't even do a real post just some dumb fill in the blank thingy... woot</content>
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    <title>I've joined the 22 club...</title>
    <published>2006-01-24T01:06:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-25T04:59:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Miracle by Vertical Horizen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today is my 22 birthdy and my dad's 50th. Yes we share a birthday. I felt so special today and loved. I got tons of bday wishes (thanks all) and my roomates were awsome. Tara told Prof. Pitcher that today was my bday and she made all of Junior Block sing to me. I turned a nice shade of red. My parents sent me a pin that says "kiss me its my Birthday" and chocolate cake (yummmy). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get back from classes at 2:00 and the apartment has a big sign on the door and on my desk i have a blue feather boa and a princess tiara (which, by the way, I am still wearing). Two gifts were taped to the walls (one on Mitch the he bitch and the other in the kitchen ) and one gift hanging on my door. After some really cool teacher stuff and a Shel Silverstein book I was super happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roomies and I plan on pizza for dinner and even decide what we are going to order. Thye tell me that we are going to order it a little after 6. At 6:06ish Ryan calls and tells me to grab a coat and meet him outside, no questions asked. Notice he did not say grab a purse so I had no ID. He tells me to get in the back seat and blindfold myself. We drive and pick up a mystery person and head off campus. Meanwhile, I am freaking out cause a}I can't see and b} I am going to miss dinner with my roomates. After driving around in circles we stop and get out. We are at Pizzatown. I was kidnapped and taken out to dinner. PLans with the roomies were the decoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ROOMATES PARTICIPATED IN MY KIDNAPPING BY A STRANGE GUY!!! Once I figured out what was going on (and it took a while) I realized how oblivious I had been. The mystery guest was Lisa Mac. and I have offically been returned home unharmed. But I have been HAD!!! And I loved every min. of it. THank everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S -- I think there is more to come later tonight when we play kick the can with our livers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was movies and alchol as it turns out...what a wonderful day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New icon curtusy of  coors_field_rox...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nytallgirl:14891</id>
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    <title>oh what a week...</title>
    <published>2005-12-26T16:44:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-26T16:44:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bon Jovi - who says you can't go home</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This past week has been full of very fun and very exciting things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past monday I went and saw the greatest concert ever...BON JOVI!!! It was amazing...After getting lost on the way there I thouhgt that we would be late for the concert cause my dad (yes I went with my parents...i took my mom for xmas) wouldn't leave the house when I wanted to...the opening band played for a half hour then bon jovi cam on and played for 2.5...It was amazing...I yelled myself hoarse and had no voice for two days. It was so amazing. Apparently he will be at Giants stadium in August and I will do everything I can to get tix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple of days I had subbed at some of the schools here and on Friday my cousin Josh got married. OMG what a party! His old college roomates were awsome and such a bad influence on me. There was amish Jay (who is not Amish) and Fat Joe (who wasn't fat)and the one who kept introducing himself with false names. But Joe convinved me to do my first Irish Car Bomb ever and talked me through it and then proceeded to get me another one and a few more shots...it was a blast. (And Joe was kind of cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then more family time with Xams and Chanukah falling on the same day...but most exciting is that on wednesday I leave for Denver to see Catie!!!! So excited!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nytallgirl:14819</id>
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    <title>random thoughts</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T05:19:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T05:19:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Me alone with my thoughts...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">SO I just got back from rehersal for Double take and the high light of my night was homemade pumpkin pie from Lisa Mac!!! A brilliant quote on my part was when Inner Man said he wated to walk off stage and I told him that would mean that the character would be committing "mental suicide"... oh man... got to love my cast...can't keep a straight face for anything... I love it...&lt;br /&gt;also my cast thinks I am crazy when I try to explain how the voice inside your head yells at you when you are being dumb... they told me that they had no idea what I was talking about... now they know why I picked the play I did... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today felt like it was going to snow but it was entirly to warm for that... not sure what was up, maybe I just want the cold weather to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tomorrows agenda is a lovely lunch date with Bear... then working on a model of the Pinocchio set... no babysitting so thats exciting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright here is my moment of being a girl thinking about things... everybody wants someone, but what they want to do with that someone is different. Some want just sex, others want friends with benifits, still others want a cuddle buddy. SOme just want the company of a good friend... but what is it that I want?  I think what I want is someone to hold my hand, hold me close and look beyond what they see. The hopeless romantic inside of me is yearning to walk through the changing and falling leaves. When it snows, to make snow angels and have a snowball fight... My biggest problem is the fact that I am painfully, painfully shy. Hanging out with people I know, you would never guess that the thought of approaching and talking to a group of strangers, or asking someone I kind of like to hang out is terrifiying. No matter how much I wish I could...no matter how much I will myself to do it... I can't. I can't even fake it. it's odd that that the shyness only works this way... if a person or group of people were to approach me first I would have no problem, I can fake the shyness away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les sigh...  to much contemplation....</content>
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    <title>Alumni....</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T19:47:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T19:53:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Novicane by Bon Jovi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night made everything worth it!!! All the stress, all the frustrations, all the times I was about two mins. from quitting the theatre was worth it!!!! Alumni Night was a great success if I do say so my self (pats self on back. They loved the show, the dinner, the cast and yes the ficus!!! During the dessert so many of the alumns told me how much that event meant to them and by the end of the night I was glowing. Even if it was never announced to the crowd that I organized the whole thing I was so proud of myself... two semesters of work finally came together. The dinner was very yummy a bit awkward casue I didn't know any one at first but as the night progressed the alumns began to realize that not much had changed with the students here and they were really cool. The ficus even made an appearence at Rockwells... The cast had a great show, everything was "most wonderful." And yes I am taking a lot of credit for how well everything went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downer of the night was that after it was all over...none of my friends were there to bask in the glory of MY night with me. but C'est le Vive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" bgcolor="white"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="ColorQuiz.com" src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width="120" height="32"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Steph took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Intense, vital, and animated, taking a delight in ..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;amp;picked1=1,5,3,0,2,7,6,4,7&amp;amp;picked2=3,1,5,4,0,2,6,7,2&amp;amp;sex=f&amp;amp;blog_name=Steph"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so this is really freaky...</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-10-25T00:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-25T04:20:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-25T04:20:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TV as background noise</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am not afraid to admit that in my stalkings of the evening I shamelessly stole this from &lt;br /&gt;my_own_epiphany... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your Boyfriend/girlfriends name?&lt;br /&gt;If I had one I would gladly tell you his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What color underwear are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;gray... boring I must admit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sex in the city in on TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are the last 4 digits in your phone number?&lt;br /&gt;2829&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;PEZ Candy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you were a crayon what color would you be?&lt;br /&gt;Macaroni and Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How is the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;Chilly and gloomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;smile and eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite type of Food?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you drink?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever get so drunk you don't remember what you did?&lt;br /&gt;Once...but it was in Australia so it doesn't count...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Eye color?&lt;br /&gt;Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;yes...but only when I want to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Fourth of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Favorite Month?&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever cried for no reason?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite Day of the Year?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you too shy to ask someone out?&lt;br /&gt;most definatly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If you can say something to someone right now what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think about me or miss me even a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Hugs or Kisses? &lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Chocolate or Vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you want your friends to respond?&lt;br /&gt;If they want to...and if they are looking for someway to waste time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who is most likely to respond?&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who is least likely to respond?&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What books are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;Directing Text Book and Survival of the Fittest by: Jonathan Kellerman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Piercings?&lt;br /&gt;Yes O:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite Movie?&lt;br /&gt;At the moment...Miracle and Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite Football Team?&lt;br /&gt;ummm...the Eagles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.What were you doing before this?&lt;br /&gt;Stuff for ALumni night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Bird and fish at home...while here we have our "fish" Daisy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. AIM?&lt;br /&gt;stinkprettyrose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn? &lt;br /&gt;butter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Dogs or cats?&lt;br /&gt;cats i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite Flower?&lt;br /&gt;white roses and dafidoles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever been caught doing something you weren't supposed to?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you taken or single?&lt;br /&gt;single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever loved someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who would you like to meet?&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Are you still friends with your exes?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Have you ever fired a gun?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. do you like to travel by plane?&lt;br /&gt;Not my favorite but I am getting better at it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Right-handed or Left-handed?&lt;br /&gt;right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. If you could be with someone right now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;That's a secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. How many pillows do you sleep with? .&lt;br /&gt;Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Are you missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you have a Tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since I posted...felling odd and I am not sure how to put down these emotions into words... and more and more I find myself comparing things to the way they used to be... leave a note with an intresting thought in it...</content>
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    <title>This is a tough one</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T23:33:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T01:08:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>M&amp;M's splattering across the floor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This entry has been deleted because my greivence has been stated and I have gotten over it. I just want you to know that you can always come talk to me...even if you think it may hurt my feelings...</content>
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    <title>Self Pity 101</title>
    <published>2005-08-05T17:32:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-05T17:32:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WEll being as brilliant as i am i have managed to hurt my shoulder again. it was carnavel day at camp and i slipped going up the water slide. so now, as i am trying to type with just my left hand, i am missing work and am having terrible visions of needing surgery again and totally screwng up my semester/senior year. but i won't know anything til i go back tyo the dr. on tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I hurt it as bad as I di d last time but this sucks so bad. I guess I'll just have to wait til tuesday before I know anything for sure... I justneed a hug and yto get back to camp and life as normal...</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-07-29T17:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-29T21:54:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-29T21:54:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Pat Magee Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just got back from a lovely vaca with the family... nothing like sitting on a beach for 8 or 9 hours to relax. Had so much fun... when I arrived on friday with Corrine we hadn't been in Myrlte Beach for 30 mins when my dad had a drink in my hand. We all went out to dinner (party of 15...the south didn't know how to handel it) corrine and I saw that Vertical Horizen was playing at the houe of blues saturday night... so we went...SUPER FUN!!! And OMG the lifeguards were absolutly gorgeous... Brian, Nate and JB had a drink with us every day at 5:30 after the got off work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav. was Nate... kind of geeky but hott anyway... on my last day there I ran down to his lifeguard chair and gave him a bottle of water sayingyou look like you need this...(it was 115*)I so could have stayed another 4 days just so I could look at the boys... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note... when these lifeguards needed to save someone there was no Baywatch run... they booked it down the sand and looked good doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the end of the 5th week of camp...just 3 more left I guess its time to start thinking about going back to school... anyway I'm hungry...think I'll go get some Chinese...</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-07-13T17:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T21:46:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T21:46:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah for having a phone/ internet again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lovely thunder storm knocked out our phone lines I feel like I have reconnected with the world!!  Ok not really....since I am not very good about checking eamil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifeguarding at STD camp  (Summer Trails Daqy Camp) is good... feeling a bit delerious after today not sure why... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big exciting news of the week... ON friday, my friend Steph and I (yes there are two of us) are going to the HP premier party at B&amp;N!!! I am super excited to get the new HP book!! (kristy aren't you proud?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to run...gym time then perhaps dinner...</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-06-17T14:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-17T18:10:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-17T18:10:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>soundtrack to Spamalot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Forgive the little rant thing going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel as though I am invisable... not invisable in the sense that people can't see me but in the sense that when I am not around no one knows/cares. I guess I just feel really cut off from every one at etown... I know that half of it is my fault for not contacting them but still, at the same time, I'm like do you even remember that I exhist? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am just suffering from my lack of social life here in the pac. This summer seems so uneventful and anticlimatic after last summer. At this time last year I was in a mad rush to get my visa and make sure I had everything for Australia... Now I just get up go to work and come home... Its kind of depressing...  Sigh... just alittle self pity thing going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side I have plans to go out with Terry tonight so maybe that will break me out of this funk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah for camp orientation tomorrow... woot woot</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-06-02T17:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T21:25:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T21:25:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its been another rip roaring good day at work... I was proctering for the 8th grade social studies state test...which was me sitting in the hall and watching the empty hallway... fun times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the more fun note, yesterday I got to sub in 3rd grade!! it was so fun except for me walking in (you ed majors will get a kick out of this) and seeing a box of base 10 blocks...shudder... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing really going on except work. Trying to buy myself a plane ticket out to dnver to see Catie so I'm not complaining about the long days of being at school form 7:20-6... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Ashley...</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-05-25T17:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T21:25:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T21:25:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kids playing on the computer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been substitue teaching while at home and yeasterday marked a milestone in my teaching career... I sent my very first student to the principal's office. He was in seventh grade and a total brat. He walked into my 8th period social studies class with nothing. Ne was 15 mins late and had no pass...Ihanded him a piece of paper so he could stop disrupting the other students and do his work and he proceeded to fold it up and shove it into his mouth...I told him to get up and throw it in the garbarge...and he spit it out the window... so I buzzed down to hte office and told him I was sending him down and on his way out the door he kept pushing the office button!!! I couldn't believe it. Two days on the job and I sent a kid out of my class... the good news is that all the other kids were good and setteled down when he left my calss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd since i am writing this in the enrichment center I had better get back to work but before i forget... Happy Birthday Julie!!!</content>
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    <title>Someone let me be the teacher... scary</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T19:02:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T19:02:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DMB - American Baby (its on the radio)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok so after a crazy bazaro kind of day yesterday where I got hired and "fired" from the same job...I got to play teacher today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeasterday I went to the good old JV mall and was buying some teacher type clothes (before I know I got to play teacher even) and I was in NY &amp; Co. and I asked for a job app. As the Cashier went to get one my mom's friend was like "Steph!! You are home for what three days and you're already shopping here...You are so your mother's daughter." She then proceeded to tell the cashier (Janet) who my mom was...and janet was like..."You're hired!" She told me she wasn't kidding and to come back at 2. Seeing as it was only 12:30 I ran home for an hour only to return to the mall and talk with the store mananger who told me that it wasn't worth it to her to train me for "only three months of work". SO that has got to be the SHORTEST career in retail ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night I get a call from subfinder (the substitue teacher shop) and they were like hey come teach 6th grade... so I did...today... I'm beat...but it was fun, kids were kind of wild, but I remeber days of subs in middle school... And at approx. 75-95 dollars a day, if I do it about twice a week who needs NY &amp; Co?... God I love teaching... but who left me in charge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now  Iam off to my baby Brothers baseballgame... this game decides who gets first... The mahopac indians or the dreaded Ketchem...who have this annoying chant of catch'em Ketchem</content>
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    <title>ummm...ok</title>
    <published>2005-05-08T15:24:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-08T15:24:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The killers...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I had this really odd dream that relly freaked me out this morning... Some one interpret it for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lieing on my stomache on a park bench, reading, and wrapped in my comforter. I am with a group of people, but not actually with that group of people. I see atruck pulling up to the curb. I t is not just any truck it is karl's old truck, and I tell myself that I am not going to respond to him when he approaches. Out of the corner of my eye I see jeans and I sense a hand come out and touch my shoulder. I try and shrug it off but it's my father, but my father with a really shaggy beard like he had when I was little. So I stand up and he tells me my grandmother was dead. He said he was at work (and in my dream his work was someplace where they float dead bodies down a river and through this room) and standing in the back of the room and sees the body and rushes forward and says "that's my mother". He then tells me not to worry about it. I won't miss her at all, it's not important. He heads back to his truck and one of the girls I am with runs into the tuck going "Oh My God...a mirror". And my dad goes "who is this?" Then drives away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is when I woke up. Now my fathers mother has been dead for over a year now. My mom's mom is still alive but it was my dad's mom in the dream. This really wierds me out (and don't think I am crazy) because the night before my dad call ed me at school to tell me that that his mother had died, I dreamt that one of my grandmothers had died, I just didn't know which one.  I am really wierded out my this dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I have to tackle Theatre History... and to scrounge food up from the empty fridge...</content>
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    <title>Exahusted and in desperate need for a back massage...</title>
    <published>2005-04-18T01:52:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-18T01:52:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>anything that is not hank willimas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WOOT WOOT!!!! The show is over!!! We struck the set!!! Happy dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did have a bittersweet moment today prior to the show... sigh... college is going by so quickly... I can't believe it...Jr. year is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certein someone came back to see the show this weekend...and after I had a anxiety attack... I tried to be civil... I wasn't rude...but I didn't go out of my way to have a conversation...let me tell you the stage has never gotten cleared so quiclky as it did that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the show is over... now its time to play OMG its the end of the semester...I hate that game... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend is the Jr./Sr. and all us theatre folk are going together... Watch out civilization we're free!!! It should be a good time... I got a "date" (who is taller then me :-O, got a dress, got shoes (with a heel, small but still a heel) now all i need is pink nail polish... hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am exahusted... and really needing to find someone to give me  a back massage... are you volunteering?</content>
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    <title>All I can say is DAMN!!!</title>
    <published>2005-04-11T04:15:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-11T04:15:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bat Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Nothing like a random trip to Baltimore to see Bat Boy to make you smile... God I love theatre folk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dumb Pats myself) Yes we (me, Linds, Mark, and Andrew) drove to Maryland after the shows this afternoon... It was heaps of fun and goodness... AND&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;  I SURVIVED TECH WEEK!!! (Happy Dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh I am in a happy mood right now... finally back to NO WORRIES!!! And spring is in the air..... Sigh....</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-04-07T01:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-07T05:37:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-07T05:37:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>There's a tear in my beer - Hank Williams</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh Tech Week.... All I can say is damn.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Kristy...love of my life....I miss you and I send heaps oh etown love... hope you had fun in spain... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech week = stressed steph ... sorry to all those who have been effected by my being stressed out... especially my rommie...who was just in the wrong place...</content>
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    <title>late night talks are always the best...</title>
    <published>2005-03-17T07:01:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-17T07:01:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>click click click of the computer keys...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Heaps of diff. subjects and many ramblings...be warned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight was "lets talk about all the stuff that is bothering us in the theatre" night in the theatre office. It began after APO with my Linds and Aubs then Linds left and it was me ryan and Aubs. The later of the two conversations actually delved into alot more then just what issues we had but what our "dreams/ambitions" are. It was really nice to verbalize what I have been thinking about for a long time about the future and where I am headed as well as be able to begin to deal with my jealousy that I am feeling towards a good friend at the moment. Soemtimes it works real well for me to talk about what I am thinking and get feedback so then I can really beign to understand if what I want is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the major things we spent heaps of time talking about were our senior projects and how for each person there seems to be different criteria and made me realize how difficult to organize mine will be...for those who don't know I really want to be able to combined both majors into this project and do a childrens show with,brace yourself. real children as actors. I would do it in the same semster as my junior block and ideally at that same school and work with the kids two days of the week after school and perform The Wizard of Oz. Now I have a meeting with my advisor tomorrow to see if this is at all fesable...my back up plan is to do the traveling childrens show of James and the Giant Peach, which would be fun but it is my second choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more as time goes on, I am beginning to realize that Teaching is my calling and, as much as I love it, theatre is a hobby not my life. I do plan on using my degree to do after school activites with theatre so I can introduce children to the art of theatre before high school. I also voiced tonight the fact that I am very aware that  I do not have the artistic ability to design, and in that respect, I am not a "good" theatre student. I have a very detailed and elborate picture in my head but I need someone to draw it for me. Now don't get me wrong I am OK at most things and admit when I can't, but as much as I want it...I will never be great at it. In fact the more I do it to more I discover how much I love directing and Stage managing. Directing for me is like teaching on stage...and I love the adrenerlin rush of both of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slight change of topic... My dream of studying abroad in austrlia came true last fall so logically I needed a new dream and while on my many travels in New Zealand and idea had started to form in my head and now I think it is someting I can start to research over the summer and in my spare time. I want to do a sort of teacher exhange, where I go and teach in another country just for the experience and to see and understand more cultures around the world. I have also determined that I will be going to school for ever seeing as I one day would like to be Stephanie Sevelovitz Elementary school principal...this is of course after teaching for about 20 or so years. This is my desire and my dreams...I am not following the theatre path...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking with ryan on our corner on the way home...we discussed love and life briefly and he is so happy and content right now. it is so cute and I couldn't be happier for him and I had this realization that I had when I was in Australia and I realized tonight is still true. As I am growing and learning more about my self, I am happy with who I am and where I see my life going. And as stressed and complainy (so not a word) as I may be about all the crap that  I have to do...I am happy, I love it. and (I know this may change and I'll have to eat my words) I am happy being alone, not that I wouldn't enjoy a significant other, but after dealing and finally coming to terms with Karl (which to my shame, it took me until last summer to begin to heal and being in Sydney finished to process), I have learned that in order to be in a good healthy relationship, I first needed to be secure and happy being alone.and I am proud to say that I am.</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-03-17T01:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-17T06:29:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-17T06:29:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DieColdHearted/1105285837_sktopsweet.jpg" border="0" alt="http://www.anime-system.narod.ru/Galleries/angel/angel17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;In your eyes, people see kindness... You're just&lt;br&gt;so... so... so... Sweet! You're kind and love&lt;br&gt;to give others in need, a helping hand. You're&lt;br&gt;pretty shy but can be warm and friendly towards&lt;br&gt;those you know, and those who know you best.&lt;br&gt;Your sanctuary would just be any place that is&lt;br&gt;warm, cozy, and inviting to all people. You&lt;br&gt;love to show signs of affection to your lover&lt;br&gt;but a small simple talk does the trick as well&lt;br&gt;;) Sadly, your kindness can be used to your&lt;br&gt;disadvantage. People can use you, and take&lt;br&gt;advantage over your sweet and sensitive&lt;br&gt;mind.... But fear not! With you being so kind&lt;br&gt;and generous, people look up to you and adore&lt;br&gt;you ^-^ No one would dare hurt you because they&lt;br&gt;can't bear the thought of your sweet smile&lt;br&gt;turning into a frown :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DieColdHearted/quizzes/What%20Lies%20Behind%20Your%20Eyes%3F%20(With%20Pics%2C%20See%20All%20Results!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Lies Behind Your Eyes? (With Pics, See All Results!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to love doing online quizzes when for some reason it is 1:30 am and you are not tired...</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-03-14T23:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T04:59:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-15T04:59:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YEAH FOR HAVING INTERNET AGAIN!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the network so hated me for the past two weeks and now it works again yeah!!!! Happy dance!!! but alas tghere is nothing new in my life to update about.... break is over and done, it is registration time again...and it is almost spring yeah!!! OK back to tackling Pres. Ford... Wish me luck...</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-03-07T10:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-07T15:46:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-07T15:46:29Z</updated>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-02-27T23:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T05:03:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T05:03:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Assassins music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So my computer has no internet at the moment...but lindsey has let me use hers...got to love her... Nothing to exciting going on...got slightly inebreated on friday night but it was fun... Saw Batboy with Andrew and Lindsey on friday (before the drinking) and it was so much fun...really enjoyed the show. I got to talk to catie today..god I miss that girl... Australia seems nothing more then a dream at the moment...I know I went but it feels fake and dream like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing to much thinking for my own good lately, nothings wrong but I have just been thinking about life and school. Oh and my nonexistant love life... ok no more self pity... goal for the week...stop thinking...</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-02-21T20:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T01:48:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T01:48:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you read this, you must post a memory of me.&lt;br /&gt;It can be anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;It can be good or bad- just so long as it happened. &lt;br /&gt;Then post this to your journal.&lt;br /&gt;See what people remember about you.....</content>
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    <title>nytallgirl @ 2005-02-21T20:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T01:40:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T01:40:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mine and Linds' conversation</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So now that one acts are finally over (happy dance) I finally have three mins to sit and post.  Brief update abouit this week... Hell is to kind of a word, though once thurseday came around it wasn't so bad. Firday was Stallions to finally celbrate mine and ryans'  21st and it was so muych fun. Then of course we all headed to the diner at odd hours of the morning, finally getting to bed at about 4. Then staurday was department day and my parents came out to see thae shows. Did not get nealry enough sleep this weekend.  Now of course I am playing crazy catch up and doing heaps of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I are now mid process of organizing ourselves for the junior/senior... oy vay... (Kristy where are you when I need a date).. Ok so I lied...I think I have one... (But I still me me some Kristy)...  anyway... I better get back to the pile of work sitting on my desk... But first, because everyone else is doing it, (and if everyone jumped off a bridge I would too)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?&lt;br /&gt;Post reply, then post this in your lj and find out what my answer would be.</content>
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