Thursday, December 3, 2009
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I also commented on 2 of my blogs that others commented on. I don't know if that counts as a comment, but I thought I should throw that in there. :)
continuing my blog
I think after this class is over I'm going to leave my blog open. I really love the idea of blogging. I just wish I had more time to do so. I thought of it more of an assignment rather than something to have fun with. Of course, I'm now having fun with it. I want to post more pictures too. What does everyone else think of the whole blogging thing? Are you guys going to keep going with yours? If you plan to let me know, I'll continue to follow you then. If that is what you call it. I need to play around on this site a little more to figure everything out. Ok time to do the blogging survey, eat dinner (finally) and go to bed. Xmas shopping tmrw. AHHHH. Hopefully the mall won't be too crazy. Wish me luck!
my munchkin

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I commented on Dan's picture...
http://danm1982.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-is-picture-of-my-daughter-lily-on.html?showComment=1259898526977_AIe9_BHBwJlW-eNKMIC12OfSwgwXJ7gIjAcV5fLa8EbbXm670ZAsYwgoymSVb1CNoprrLA9HRLj0WCAOqTwL8-UAcY6ft2Wa5IfW24k0jj6wSlFqspkZhThxDHFB3NulJ4yN88PHP6Gq7n095uJ-SdBuskIAmYNRFphrz5HvYpspiygFcD1juLehvTOtyKzZ1s_nRnh0ZoAfVrcouXeN6m35dR8Z-GUezNAPqgPAWHGXeqqEmQIHsO5bld5HaICAmNqv3rA_fBtH#c5256808151369154654
http://danm1982.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-is-picture-of-my-daughter-lily-on.html?showComment=1259898526977_AIe9_BHBwJlW-eNKMIC12OfSwgwXJ7gIjAcV5fLa8EbbXm670ZAsYwgoymSVb1CNoprrLA9HRLj0WCAOqTwL8-UAcY6ft2Wa5IfW24k0jj6wSlFqspkZhThxDHFB3NulJ4yN88PHP6Gq7n095uJ-SdBuskIAmYNRFphrz5HvYpspiygFcD1juLehvTOtyKzZ1s_nRnh0ZoAfVrcouXeN6m35dR8Z-GUezNAPqgPAWHGXeqqEmQIHsO5bld5HaICAmNqv3rA_fBtH#c5256808151369154654
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I commented on sofia's blog.
http://sofiaavila81.blogspot.com/2009/12/wishing-i-was-stay-at-home-mom.html#comments
http://sofiaavila81.blogspot.com/2009/12/wishing-i-was-stay-at-home-mom.html#comments
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I commented on...
http://danm1982.blogspot.com/2009/10/anxieties.html?showComment=1259897207714_AIe9_BFefVg93JAEwytazgibT6Nn7nODXNMT0ysVkAgSmUsoBm0xGwzjPJfjnOGHxd5l1MBLHXonLr-VJ-oAhiob-R5yOPjlQizadKeTUnVti9kS74WvzrWOtPRAUvpJlQFOjwye4K4IxhdpTMC8-sHOR0Kp0LzkQNnSnqOfuke3VxLDkvMchDVXtdzQmTuFVQkhRM8FCXQgVNmPq9xe77cmKVwPobidbg#c3047346744546516966
dan's blog.
http://danm1982.blogspot.com/2009/10/anxieties.html?showComment=1259897207714_AIe9_BFefVg93JAEwytazgibT6Nn7nODXNMT0ysVkAgSmUsoBm0xGwzjPJfjnOGHxd5l1MBLHXonLr-VJ-oAhiob-R5yOPjlQizadKeTUnVti9kS74WvzrWOtPRAUvpJlQFOjwye4K4IxhdpTMC8-sHOR0Kp0LzkQNnSnqOfuke3VxLDkvMchDVXtdzQmTuFVQkhRM8FCXQgVNmPq9xe77cmKVwPobidbg#c3047346744546516966
dan's blog.
ridiculousness
So I'm going to use this to vent. Please bare with me. I take a bio class on campus at Triton. Because it is a night class, you would assume it would be filled with parents, adults who work during the day, etc. People with a high maturity level. I was right about the first two things... parents and people who work day. Maturity... not so much. I was friends with these two girls in class and everything seemed fine. One day they both just stop talking to me. It doesn't bother me because now I can actually hear when the teacher is speaking. One of the girls would try and "secretly" talk to me so the other didn't know. How mature right? It gets better. Tuesday I had class. The two girls leave class early.. like usual.. I'm there the full period. I get to my car and there is a note tucked underneath the wind shield wiper. Guess who its from? Haha. The note goes on to tell me how I'm fake and two-faced. That I'm immature and a "dead beat mom." Then there was a penis drawn on it. Now one of the girls who the note was from is a mother of 2 kids. The other tried to con her boyfriend into getting her pregnant. Made me giggle that THEY called me immature. So after class I blocked them both from my facebook and deleted their numbers from my phone. I don't have the time to deal with them. So I had class today again. You could tell it was eating away at them that I wouldn't even make eye contact with them. Or acknowledge their giggles. Which in turn made me giggle. Ohhh the drama that should have been left in high school.
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