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Name: Tina
Gender: Female
Interests: starbucks hopping across the country, coffee dates with Jesus...
Expertise: eating cheap and ghetto style, coffee tasting, sneaking food into the library, sleeping in the library, sleeping in class, being a beach bum (when there's a beach around)
Occupation: Student
Industry: Medical
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Member Since:
7/18/2004
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| Today, my dad called me and told me that my cat died. It's so sad....how she was neglected, and how once again, I failed to be there for someone I loved. Perhaps this is God's way of reminding me how mortal I am, and how no matter how hard I try, I will always let someone down. Today, it happened to be my cat who got run over by a car, managed to drag herself home, only to have my dad leave her to die instead of take her to the pet hospital. I don't blame him. I blame me...I wasn't there. Bye cat...i'm sorry i'm not a better mom. I love you.
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| Tomorrow, I will take the last final I will ever take in my life....NO MORE FINALSSSSS EVERRRRR!!!! and yet I'm sad...because today is the last day I will ever live with angela and jenny as well....and somehow...i'm becoming more emotional about this than I thought I would be.....so sad...now i'm going to weep as I study for my last final ever....
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| I just realized....I am my father's daughter...just as stubborn, just as opinionated, unaware of our physical limits, and we do really stupid things... *sigh* no wonder why we butt heads.
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| I guess mother's day is always somewhat bittersweet for me. It's always a reminder of my mom, what she did for me and the kind of suffering that she had to go through. No doubt, whenever it's mother's day, I really miss my mom. I wish I could send her flowers, take her out, spend time with her and make her happy. Today, I ran a race and I saw so many moms running and waving to their kids as they cheered them on. There were also a lot of kids who ran for their moms. So I guess today I ran for my mom, in hopes that she could see me from heaven and be glad that I am carrying on the race for her.
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| In need of grace...to understand the cross and to put aside my pride.
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