<?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-31030646</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:36:58.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Chance</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a late 20 something single mother of an very active toddler.  I need to improve my financial situation.  Ways I'm going to do that :
#1 Leave Work (???)
#2 Go back to school and complete my degree in Mathematics/Computer Science
#3 Graduate with an excellent GPA &amp; get into Graduate School
#4 Land a 6 figure job that allows us to live comfortably!!

Can it be done?  I know so !</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-7516953663542915454</id><published>2009-08-11T15:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:15:41.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where do I pick up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've said and done this before; but I am back.  So much has happened since my last post that I am embarrassed to have ever started blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the last blog, I have graduated(yahoo), receiving my BS in Computer Science and Mathematics as I set out to do.  I have landed an internship in a company that hopefully will be a major player in my life for the next couple of years.  on top of that I reached my goal of getting accepted into graduate school! Phew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I have moved back to where our family and friends live but that it's proving to be quite the experience.  I can see why my hermit tendencies have kicked in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to write a little message... more to come soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-7516953663542915454?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7516953663542915454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=7516953663542915454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/7516953663542915454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/7516953663542915454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-do-i-pick-up-i-know-ive-said-and.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-2138731253463630466</id><published>2008-05-26T18:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:45:49.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Far away from friends &amp;amp; family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pretty independent person, I mean ever since my daughter's father and I split....I have picked up a ton of hermit tendencies.  However, this weekend was pretty lonely.  I'm taking a guided study course and another class on Tuesday/Thursday nights....so technically as of Thursday 9:15, I have been done and free to do what I want.  I had a couple of opportunities to travel, either to DC to visit a friend or back up North for a family party.  I chose neither due to lack of finances.  As I sit here looking around my dorm room, I'm wishing that I went somewhere anywhere...but I didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly this blog was just a brain dump...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-2138731253463630466?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/2138731253463630466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=2138731253463630466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/2138731253463630466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/2138731253463630466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2008/05/far-away-from-friends-family.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-8922226973064509050</id><published>2008-05-15T23:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:40:48.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What have I been up to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since moving here in August 2006 with 1 transferable course in my pocket; I have taken 24 four courses, which gives me a total of 27 courses and I am currently enrolled in 4 courses for this summer.  I have applied and was hired as an Resident Assistant, served on student government, become the student representative for both technology steering committees on campus, tutored in the learning center, managed to build strong relationships with Administration, Staff and faculty, oh and just in case I forgot to mention raise my daughter alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure where I was going with this post, maybe it's because I need some motivation, so recalling the last 2 years was supposed to help....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-8922226973064509050?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/8922226973064509050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=8922226973064509050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/8922226973064509050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/8922226973064509050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-have-i-been-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-7064111861943624171</id><published>2008-05-15T23:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:29:44.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bad Blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often read &lt;a href="http://fabulousfinancials.com/"&gt;this wonderful blog&lt;/a&gt;, it's actually the blog that inspired me to chronicle my experiences returning to college.  This is the beginning of my second summer in school and I'm starting to get a little tired, but I know I must go on.  I'm a little discouraged because my finances are horrible right now and my basic needs are very far from being meet.  I try to remain positive, I attempt to focus on my graduation date(next May) but sometimes its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uurrggghhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.  This is why I make every attempt to read Single Ma's blog.  I have a feeling that she had moments like this but she made it through and so will I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-7064111861943624171?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7064111861943624171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=7064111861943624171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/7064111861943624171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/7064111861943624171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-blogger-i-often-read-this-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-7100184825449244970</id><published>2007-07-12T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T20:41:08.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew what a day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started this morning when I woke up.  I'm always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; to the next place and so on. I had to be at my work(study) by 9am - it was 8:15 and I still had plenty to do before bringing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;daughter&lt;/span&gt; to school.  So anyway, I drop her off, make a quick run to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; and headed back to school so I could report to work.  I worked from 9am to 3pm.  Then  I had to run around to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;time sheet&lt;/span&gt; signed by all my on campus jobs and bring them to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finaid&lt;/span&gt; office.  After doing that I needed to figure/plan what the RA/Orientation schedule is going to be like so I can plan my August.  So I went to meet with my new boss(RD), she just took over the Residence Life department.  I couldn't just run in and out of there - so I had to sit for a few minutes and get to know her a bit.  So from there, I had to check with another office to find out what specific date during orientation I need to be at some workshops.  So, now it's about 4 something and I need to eat real quick and go pick up my daughter for a 5pm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appointment&lt;/span&gt; that she has.  So, my dinner buddy was almost done with dinner - so I went to my room and prepared my books for class tonight.  I go back into the kitchen and get some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tupperware&lt;/span&gt; and stuff some spaghetti into it and head out the door.  I pick up my babes, she's gives me the run down of her day while I drive her to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;appointment&lt;/span&gt;.  So we get there, she goes in , I make a quick dash to the car to finish my dinner.  By the time she's done I run over to the YMCA to meet my friend who will be taking my daughter while I dash it back to school for night class.  So now it's about 6:17 (few minutes late) and I am parking the car, running into my class where I need to sit down and take an exam, this is my first time today when I can breathe(during a test).  After the test, we continue on with the twenty new formulas that I need to commit to memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy to be back in my room where I can rest and prepare to do it all again 2morrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-7100184825449244970?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7100184825449244970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=7100184825449244970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/7100184825449244970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/7100184825449244970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/07/phew-what-day-it-all-started-this.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-1796776234337281966</id><published>2007-07-09T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:16:14.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Semester Down, well a summer one at least.  I am horrible with this blogging thing, really bad.  I need to remember my days here and this blog is the only way to do that.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt; - I am going to make it a point to blog every week and hopefully not fall off track again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TDS's&lt;/span&gt; , I have to be honest, I would love to just be here and take only the courses I need to help me with my intended career, but we need to take these other classes to make us well rounded women.  I just finished a Women in Society class and have to admit that I loved it!  It opened my eyes to so many theories in relation to  feminist perspectives.  If I had not been forced to take the course, I would have never been enlightened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-1796776234337281966?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1796776234337281966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=1796776234337281966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/1796776234337281966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/1796776234337281966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-semester-down-well-summer-one.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-5506821066428240116</id><published>2007-05-22T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:01:03.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Semester Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I am not doing so well keeping this blog up to date - it's unfortunate since so much happens in a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recv my grades for Spring 07 &amp; they are nice but not exactly what I had hoped for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt; in French &amp; Computer Programming, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt; in Elementary Functions &amp;amp; Operating Systems &amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; in 17th Century Art.  So that is 5 more classes towards my goal.  So far since last August I have completed 11 courses &amp; I'm currently enrolled in 4 over summer sessions.  Moving right along&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-5506821066428240116?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/5506821066428240116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=5506821066428240116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/5506821066428240116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/5506821066428240116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-semester-down-clearly-i-am-not.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-8336796685960883159</id><published>2007-01-26T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:35:25.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew, it's hard to keep up with this blog - but I must make sure I chronicle my experience here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first RA meeting tonight, I think it went well.  Now I have to prepare a program for February.  Mind you I have children as well as adults on my floor so I need to include everyone.  This should be fun and exciting.  I'm thinking of having a "bake your mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;" day.  I'll work on that some more this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had my first student government meeting this past Tuesday, it went alright.  Not too many issues as of yet, but I'm sure the problem will start rolling in as soon as the students realize we are back in session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Study - I left work behind because I didn't want to have the pressures of work on my mind when I left the office.  I am starting to feel that way about my work study, they have grown to trust and give me work to complete on my own,  The only issue is that these assignments have deadlines and I only work 3 to 5 hours a week.  I actually found myself contemplating on taking the work home with me "am I crazy?"  I need to step back and just complete the work that I can during the time I have.  I must remember that I am here first for school and nothing else.  I need to not be so efficient (ha ha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes started this past week and I'm back in the full swing of it all over again, homework, reading, assignments and research.  I love it!  I can see myself turning into a professional student - maybe I'll just stay in school until I obtain my PhD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-8336796685960883159?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/8336796685960883159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=8336796685960883159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/8336796685960883159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/8336796685960883159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/01/phew-its-hard-to-keep-up-with-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-4167147328865576885</id><published>2007-01-08T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:18:33.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Additions to the Cost of Education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm referring to my books.  I broke down today and decided to get them.  Now I would have loved to shop around, look for the best price and haggle if I could.  I didn't have that option since I have no available funds to me- I needed to charge them to my student account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand total &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;$335.50 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;( this is better than most)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There isn't much I can say on this subject except that I have no choice in the matter, if I weren't in school I would be spending the same amount in junk that I probably didn't need anyway - at least this way.  I get an education. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Food stamp update-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I spoke with the local office supervisor and she retrained her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;personnel&lt;/span&gt; on the ins and outs of whom qualifies and who doesn't.  I had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;submit&lt;/span&gt; one more sheet to plead my case - but I should be all set in about a week or so.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-4167147328865576885?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4167147328865576885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=4167147328865576885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/4167147328865576885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/4167147328865576885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/01/additions-to-cost-of-education-im.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-7854251460922811870</id><published>2007-01-07T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T20:24:40.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Food Stamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I held out for a long time without requesting any government assistance( well I did financial aid).  I receive support every 2 weeks so I thought we would be okay( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I didn't qualify).  We were doing just alright - but I realized something during the end of December and now January.  I truly depended on the dinning hall to provide all of our meals.  Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; it does just that - I can get full breakfast, lunch and dinner.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; for me, the dinning hall was closed on December 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  The last meal was dinner - the impact didn't hit me right away - because I went to visit and stayed with a friend in DC (and he went grocery shopping to feed my babes and I). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been back to campus since around Christmas time and I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cheffing&lt;/span&gt; it up since , but damn - I actually had to buy food.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ick&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm looking at these other Moms who keep using this damn card and they are eating like Kings!  Um, how can I be down?  Aren't we all in the same boat?  So I thought!  So I went through the ordeal of applying for food assistance.  I went in there and supplied them with everything they needed to know about us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited and waited and finally on Thursday I receive my letter - but the envelope was a bit thin.  So, I knew that couldn't be good.  The freaking letter tells me that I don't qualify for food assistance because I am on the college meal plan full time.  Now, when I sat with the simpleton - I told him that the dinning hall is closed for 1/2 of December and most of January.  What the hell did he do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I filed an appeal and waiting for my turn to tell the people exactly what I told them before.  Wish me luck!  My little money can only get me so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-7854251460922811870?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/7854251460922811870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=7854251460922811870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/7854251460922811870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/7854251460922811870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/01/food-stamps-ok-i-held-out-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-1235168599598114766</id><published>2007-01-07T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T15:48:40.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made some changes to my blog  - if you've been here before then you will have noticed.  I'm still getting used to the new layout...while I was making changes and re reading some of my previous post, something came to me.  One, I'm not consistent with my postings - but another that's more than that one. There isn't anything in here that talks about the bad or hard times that I'm having &amp; believe you me - there have been a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need to do a much better job of being realistic with these postings at least for myself anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-1235168599598114766?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1235168599598114766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=1235168599598114766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/1235168599598114766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/1235168599598114766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-layout-ive-made-some-changes-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-3774493750305035348</id><published>2007-01-06T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T23:55:33.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;First week of classes down, not so bad - this school is pretty simple if you stay on top of it. I've made some changes for the new year - OK, I'm going to try it for a month first. No more Television. I just watched way to much. I figured if I weren't spending so much time on TV - I might have earned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-awhile-ive-been-caught-up-with.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;better grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;. I know the ones I received are pretty good - but if I can do better - I'm going to try. Yes, I'm a bit of an overachiever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my daughter hasn't even missed the television, kids really just follow your lead. We have been having a nice time reading more books and doing allot of outside activity. I wasn't the "let's go outside to play catch type" but it's not that bad and were exercising together... so far no TV is proving to be good for her and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, mini- mesters sound nice and easy but they are anything but. The workload is the same and you only have a little bit of time to get everything done. That is why I am so grateful to be here where I don't have to concern myself with work &amp;amp; bills. I thank God for this opportunity everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we talk about this weather - it's lovely just lovely. It's January 6, 2007 and I am wearing flip flops! I dropped my daughter at dancing school this morning and took a walk to truly appreciate this weather. I know people who concern themselves with the ozone layers are having a hard time with our current temperatures - but I am loving this 60 degree weather in January. This only adds to my current great attitude :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I eliminated TV, I need to work on cutting down my computer surfing - maybe for 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-3774493750305035348?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3774493750305035348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=3774493750305035348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/3774493750305035348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/3774493750305035348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-week-of-classes-down-not-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-3702667489555815566</id><published>2007-01-01T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:46:43.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a new year with new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginnings&lt;/span&gt;!  I'm looking forward to it...it's also Haiti's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my day cleaning out my daughter's closest and getting rid of all her old outgrown clothes and making it nice and neat for.  Sometimes cleaning and organizing can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;therapeutic&lt;/span&gt;.  Especially when you do it on your own time.  Tomorrow is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of classes again, well at least just one class.  It's the January semester and I'm taking one class starting at 9am ending at 12pm Monday through Friday.  My class will end on 1/19 and then Spring semester begins on 1/22.  In order to get all that I want out of my college experience, I have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;keep&lt;/span&gt; going - whenever school is offering classes, God willing, I will be taking them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to take a health class, it's only worth half a course credit, but it's required for graduation.  I hear it's a killing course and the professor expects &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm looking forward to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to new beginnings..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-3702667489555815566?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/3702667489555815566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=3702667489555815566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/3702667489555815566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/3702667489555815566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-new-year-with-new-beginnings-im.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-1056408378197864078</id><published>2006-12-31T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:25:46.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterlive.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p315/ovivip/new-year/035.gif" title="MySpace Glitter Images" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.glitterlive.com'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-1056408378197864078?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1056408378197864078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=1056408378197864078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/1056408378197864078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/1056408378197864078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/12/myspace-glitter-images.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p315/ovivip/new-year/th_035.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-4840617301962026739</id><published>2006-12-30T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:19:53.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even though I am in school full time, I remain a full time mother.  I am still extremely concerned with the education that my daughter is going to receive.  She is now five years old and since she missed the cut off date - she will be attending kindergarten this coming September.  Although I have this great opportunity to complete my education while having her with me; the public school system here isn't exactly what I dream of.  It's not horrible but it's certainly not cutting edge.  I'm that kind of mom that would move to be in the "right" school district - but I can't do that now.  So these are the choices that I am faced with right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catholic school: I went to a catholic school from three years old till thirteen years old.  I do want her to get the religion education as well as a good general education.  The school I'm looking at is having an open house the last weekend in January, and I plan on being there.  Also, this school comes with a tuition and did I mention that I am unemployed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montessori Education: I am a huge fan of Montessori schools, at least the ones that follow the Maria Montessori philosophy.  My daughter would excel in this type of environment - she needs that independent learning time and ability to continue on when she's ready and not when the teacher is ready.  Once again, these schools come with fees and just in case you forgot - I am completely unemployed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public School:  Now with this, there is no fee - but in life remember you get what you pay for.  The school that is the closest doesn't offer full day kindergarten and my daughter is going to full day kindergarten.  There is one that isn't too far away but I will need to drop her off and pick her up - which means that my schedule will have to work around hers.  With my school being as small as it is, and our rotation of classes not being so hot - this might become an issue...but this will be something that I will have to work with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenges of being a parent and she's only five - what's going to happen next?  Parents always thinking and plotting... I am currently making my pros and cons list for these options and also looking into other options...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any reccomendations - please let me know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-4840617301962026739?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4840617301962026739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=4840617301962026739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/4840617301962026739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/4840617301962026739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/12/even-though-i-am-in-school-full-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-4161124979744127700</id><published>2006-12-29T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T23:57:27.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent my entire day looking into Graduate schools. I know Graduate School is years away but I am getting extremely anxious about it. I just know that going to grad school will help me land the job and salary that I am aiming for. Nothing much else going on - still can't wait for school to start again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-4161124979744127700?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/4161124979744127700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=4161124979744127700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/4161124979744127700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/4161124979744127700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-spent-my-entire-day-looking-into.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-1184382539737986244</id><published>2006-12-28T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T02:46:22.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's been awhile! I've been caught up with life and school and I seem to have neglected my blog, my little report to the world. Well I'm back! I need to chronicle my life if not for me, for anyone who can learn from my experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's going on? We, my daughter and I are currently on break from school. We both start again next week Tuesday ( I am so looking forward to it). My last day of classes and finals were on December 15th. Currently, if school is out of session for us moms - then the kiddies don't have childcare either. I personally don't care much for interrupting my babe's schedule especially at the age of 5. I do have to admit that it's a small price to pay for the opportunity to attend college while raising my daughter - so I try to look for the brighter side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New position - I applied and recv an opportunity to become an RA. I'm looking forward to this very much - not because I love the students here so much, but it's a paying gig. So I will have some money in my pocket for the little things (eyebrows, nails, Sylvan education for my daughter etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another position - I was voted into student government as the constitution and by laws chair person. I am now responsible for all of the current clubs and organizations on campus as well as any new ones that would like to get their start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another - I was approached by the head of the math department to start tutoring in the help center. They had to get rid of their previous person, which works out great for me. That's a work study position and that money can go towards my bill. The best part is that I get floater hours just in case someone asks me a question in the dorms. ..I still have my job in the Registration office - that is something that I'm not going to be able to let go. That is the pulse of the campus and everything that is important goes through our office first :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recv my grades last week - not exactly what I wanted but it's something.&lt;br /&gt;Programming &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;, French &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;, Writing &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;, College Algebra &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;B-&lt;/span&gt;, Dance &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my work cut out for me, I need to get more A's, so I'm going to have to cut out TV from next semester - I'm not sure how this is going to work out, since I am a professional TV watcher. I have to improve my grades so that I can get a free ride or a grant to pay for Graduate School... there isn't too much financial aid in that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is enough for tonight...thanks for reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-1184382539737986244?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/1184382539737986244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=1184382539737986244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/1184382539737986244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/1184382539737986244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-awhile-ive-been-caught-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-116044732062613777</id><published>2006-10-09T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:28:40.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have not blogged for awhile. I more or less have settled into a routine here at college. This weekend and next two days is fall break. So I've kinda been lounging around. I have laundry to do, homework to tackle and flash cards to make. So what did I do this weekend, I opened a myspace account....I know I know I shouldn't have done it - but in less than 48 hours, I already found 30+ people that I would have no connection with otherwise. It's nice to reconnect, especially while your in school far away from the ones you know and love. I would attach my link, but I have pictures and all kinds of non - anonymous stuff on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things on my mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've mentioned this before...but it continues to be a thorn in my side...kids running around in the dining hall. What is the freaking problem, tell them to sit the hell down. Tonight, I had to walk in there and just sit off to the side to free on the constant talking...but sure enough, once the parents were tired of watching their kids...they let them run loose...all you can hear was feet tapping the floor....it's so annoying...I just want to stand up and scream "Shut the Fvck Up!"...I know i'm bugging right now - but it's really excessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholarships...I need to get on the ball, I truly do not want a work study next semester. Spending my time coping, filing and etc...naw it's not working for me - not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I must go - I feel the motivation to write my english paper now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are all over the place tonight..thanks for reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-116044732062613777?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/116044732062613777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=116044732062613777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/116044732062613777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/116044732062613777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-not-blogged-for-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-116044579718348157</id><published>2006-10-09T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:03:17.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e360/Ligmie/notsurewho.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-116044579718348157?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/116044579718348157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=116044579718348157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/116044579718348157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/116044579718348157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/10/photobucket-video-and-image-hosting.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115941841035326476</id><published>2006-09-27T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T23:40:10.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work Study Is Killing Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not really killing me - but I don't want to be there. Yes I understand this position on campus is a part of my financial aid package. And yes, I allocated all of the monies towards my bill. But today I worked 3 hours in the office while I could have been starting on my paper which was assigned today or completing my algebra homework or attempting how to write this looping program in C++. (&lt;em&gt;yes I'm whining&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be extremely proactive for next semester to find funds, because I really do not have the time for work study. Maybe I shouldn't be blogging (and doing homework instead). But at least I'm not on myspace! (&lt;em&gt;that can really suck you in&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I updated my profile on fastweb, we also recv'd our annual listing of monies avail to us from our financial aid office. If anyone reading this post knows of any good money sources - please leave me a comment. I've done the whole office environment thing so me filing and stuffing envelopes isn't working for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it can be worse - I just needed to share my thoughts...It's now 12:31am and I must go and complete my algebra homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115941841035326476?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115941841035326476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115941841035326476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115941841035326476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115941841035326476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/work-study-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115932892166938213</id><published>2006-09-26T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T23:08:36.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The College Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If you have been following my blog, you will know that I'm a late return-er to the college scene. I feel like a have a second chance at life...hence the name of the blog. Why am I repeating this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If given this chance, wouldn't you appreciate it and give it your maximum potential. So why is it Tuesday night, week three or four of school and students are getting drunk? Not doing homework! Now I want to make this blog about my experiences and hopefully show that anyone can do this - there's nothing super special about me....but when I hear this certain student complain about too much homework and not enough hours in the day...it concerns me to see her stumbling down the hall because she's on vodka drink #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Am I not being realistic? Putting to much pressure on myself? Possibly having too much expectations for others, which is none of my business anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    She's a single mom like me with a 2nd chance that she would not normally have - but somehow she's falling into the "I can do whatever I want mode." I want her to snap out of it, she has so much potential but if she screw this up - then it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This posting might not really make much sense, but this is what's going throughout my mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I just feel that there are people out there that would walk, run and do whatever they needed to do to be able to have the opportunity that we have, and this woman has it and isn't appreciating it at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115932892166938213?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115932892166938213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115932892166938213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115932892166938213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115932892166938213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/college-experience-if-you-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115897729627948679</id><published>2006-09-22T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T21:08:16.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another week down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was a pretty good week. Now we are in full school mode. I have gotten the routine down pact. I know where I'm going and what's expected of me. I know I've said this like a million times but I'm so happy to be here. This is such an opportunity - I'm sit in classes next to eighteen year olds holding my own. It's been awhile since in school, so I'm feeling a little "happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programming C++, we had a test in this class this past week, I recv an 83 yup that's a B.....I was pleasantly surprised since I was expecting something closer to an c-....I was staring at some questions for awhile. I was also a bit doubtful since the professor has not collected one homework assignment, so it wasn't like I was in know that I was on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French, we had a test this week as well, I recv'd an 94.5, yup that's an A.....now this one really shocked me, since my french isn't that fly. You should hear my answers in class...not cute...but according to my test, I know what I'm doing....yeah boyeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algebra, we had a test here also....in this class I recv a 90...a bit disappointed...2 wrong that should have been right...this is my major and I know this stuff...just dumb errors....I'll have to do better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing, this was the surprise of the week....I'm not sure if I have mentioned this before but I am not a fan of english or writing...just not my thing...So we have a paper due this coming Monday. We all had to meet individually with the professor and review what we currently had written. He made some grammatically corrections to my paper......but here's the kicker......here it comes...."You're a pretty good writer." .......yup, the smile appeared on my face...here I am sitting across a man who holds a Ph.D. in english is telling me that I'm a good writer...before that comment, I thought I sucked, but now you all should now that my head a little big...Yes, I'm smelling myself, myself the writer.....no grade yet, but I will keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance Technique, um this class is not at all what I expected. You I know I can hold it down at the club and stuff....but damn, our professor has us breaking sweats but just standing up. The strecthes we have to are so intense....I know they are to build core muscle - but I'm a little too old for all that...so far so good...I do what is asked of me...not to mention, we had to create our own little sections of a routine and yes, I was called to the front to show mine to the class.....I'm telling ya, it's amazing I can fit my head through the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is good right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115897729627948679?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115897729627948679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115897729627948679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115897729627948679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115897729627948679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-week-down-this-week-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115863272037452682</id><published>2006-09-18T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:25:20.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.verbraucherbildung.de/projekt01/media/bilder_methodenkoffer/mk_brainstorming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="240" alt="" src="http://www.verbraucherbildung.de/projekt01/media/bilder_methodenkoffer/mk_brainstorming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blah Blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m sitting in class, its draft day and we are supposed to be writing part two of our papers that were handed in last week. I clearly don’t have a clue as to what I should write, so I decided to do a quick blog entry. I’ve changed my office assistant in Microsoft about five times now. I’ve gone online to get statistics to open up with some facts relating to my topic (blogging by the way)... Still nothing – I have about 5 more minutes left in class and my paper isn’t looking to good. I need to be ready to write my paper – even though it’s a great idea for us to have time set aside in class to write, it just doesn’t work for me. I’m more of an inspired writer, when it hits me – it will hit me. Time has never moved so slow in this class. This is probably why writing or English isn’t my major or one of my favorite classes. In about three minutes, I will go to the library and check out the papers done from last year. The ones the professor thinks were really well and see if I get anything from their experiences. Me sitting here, trying to put this together isn’t working.... nope. I know I’m going in circles, but I need to get out of this classroom. Oh, now I have two minutes left. I mean its college – should I just get up and leave…nope…can’t be rude to professor. He’s sitting about 2.5 feet away from me, if I didn’t feel that he could read my screen – I would be checking my email or reading up on other blogs. I just looked over and he’s staring into his screen – but I’m sure he can see me. Yeah, it’s 10:50 and the class is over – he just made the announcement and we are free to leave…phew. Thanks for reading my blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~update~ I decided to make an appointment for the writing lab tomorrow for brainstorming. So all isn't lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115863272037452682?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115863272037452682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115863272037452682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115863272037452682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115863272037452682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/blah-blah-so-im-sitting-in-class-its.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115855475971284165</id><published>2006-09-16T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:07:01.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Customer Service...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this post in response to &lt;a href="http://singlemomandmoney.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-customer-service-reports.html"&gt;Singlema's post on the subject&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/store/service/nmAbout.jhtml;jsessionid=HQQQE1TWBHD2ECQAAKHBACY"&gt;Neiman Marcus&lt;/a&gt; - Here's the situation. I purchased a pant suit one year and a half earlier (than date in question). I never wore it, the tags were still in tact. So one day I was "spring" cleaning and I came across this outfit taking up space in the closet. It no longer had an appeal to me, so I was actually questioning myself as to why I purchased it. So I decided I was going to return it. Of course the receipt was gone. So I had to brain Strom, "how am I going to pull this off?" Now I knew I could return and recv store credit, but from previous experience - I know that store credit will only give me the final price of the item. So if this was on sale ever, I would be potentially receiving $20.00 instead of the $175.00 that I should be receiving..that was not going to fly....So I sat down at my computer and started scanning my bank account online. Good thing I paid with my debit card. So there I was guessing and entering dates....trying to remember when I bought it....I also had to go in archives since it was so far back....so about 15/20 minutes later...I found it. woo hoo! So I took a post it note and wrote all the pertinent information. trans #, amount, date and etc.&lt;br /&gt;So little babes and I get in the car and head to the mall. I was ready for opposition -just ready for it. I walked in there with all my answers to questions I thought they would ask me.&lt;br /&gt;Straight to customer service I go, I figured that no plain teller would be able to help me - I have a special case, right?&lt;br /&gt;I take the suit lay it on the table and begin my story..I'm stopped...I'm thinking, ghees - I still have my post it in my pocket....is she going to shut me down? The woman behind the counter, takes the tag, turns it over.....looks at me and says, this sticker right here serves as your receipt...and very pleasantly, please take this to the department for a full refund....what!?!? You mean I didn't have to get crazy, annoyed or even roll my eyes once....darn, i was ready to&lt;br /&gt;I go to the department, they pull up my transaction using the sticker on the back of the tag, call me by my name (yes, they have all that info). ask me if I want cash or credit to the card I used? Of course, I said cash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babes and I walked out happy - well maybe I more than her, but eighter way....that was a good day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They exceeded my expectations and when I graduate and get a real job again, I will visit them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115855475971284165?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115855475971284165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115855475971284165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115855475971284165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115855475971284165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-customer-service.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115811760217173229</id><published>2006-09-12T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:33:31.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Traditions.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we were kidnapped and brought to main campus for a long standing ritual, The assignment of our colors. Evens get blue and green &amp;amp; Odds get red and Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's how it goes, they are supposed to run through our dormitory and get us - being that I and other first years students with children - live with the kids - they cannot go running and screaming down our halls. So we had to meet them out there (at least they included us). So we go out on main campus and the Juniors (class) of have "evens" written out with candles on the grass - it's really pretty. We proceed with our introductions to the circle. So now we are officially capped. Capped with the hats that we are to wear to all official ceremonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stand there with my blue and green dingy turned to the left - we all look on with our big sisters (juniors) to the words of our alma mata songs and sayings. So we recite them and learn the traditions of years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we are dismissed by our "sisters" but not before being told - that tomorrow we must match our sisters and be twins for the next day. My sister picked a black shirt and blue jeans. That's easy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very nice to be included into the college traditions (ran by the students), I know we are students here, but sometimes being a "mom" seems to stand out more. For tonight, it was like being young again. an opportunity to run wild and have fun on campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - They assigned students to babysit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115811760217173229?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115811760217173229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115811760217173229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115811760217173229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115811760217173229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/traditions.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115798961067329267</id><published>2006-09-11T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T10:46:50.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e360/Ligmie/flag_wtc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="232" alt="" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e360/Ligmie/flag_wtc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;My thoughts and prayers are with all the families and friends to whom which  lost people on September 11, 2001.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115798961067329267?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115798961067329267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115798961067329267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115798961067329267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115798961067329267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-thoughts-and-prayers-are-with-all.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115793839113095400</id><published>2006-09-10T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T20:46:09.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e360/Ligmie/HersheyBar-Guy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e360/Ligmie/HersheyBar-Guy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Babes Day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No homework, no reading, no chilling with resident hall buddies. The school sponsored a trip to Hershey Park today. For a whopping price of $15.00 (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;regular price $41.95&lt;/span&gt;) and they packed lunches for us. I tell ya, it doesn't get any better than that. Oh yeah, they also chartered a bus for us so I didn't even have to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was completely her day, whatever ride she wanted, or didn't want is what we did. It was nice, just her and I; so she had all the attention she wanted. So many smiles today, so many laughs. My day was enjoyable because her day was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today was the day I have been waiting for. I had a great time, Mommy" babes said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have homework to complete, but I'm tired and currently have my feet soaking in my pedicure tub (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;lots of walking&lt;/span&gt;). So it's bedtime now, and a early rise tomorrow, to do some homework before classes. I hope everyone had a great weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115793839113095400?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115793839113095400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115793839113095400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115793839113095400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115793839113095400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/babes-day_10.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115785740525197695</id><published>2006-09-09T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:40:29.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Discipline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Disclaimer: I have only mothered one child and she is now four - so please read this post and understand where I am coming from. I'm not telling anyone how to raise or discipline their kid, but I do have comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said...uurrrggghh. Now as you all know I live on a college campus with my 4 year old daughter. Not your typical everyday situation, but I have to make it work to achieve the goals I want in life. The dining hall is a place where meals are eaten and students gather and mix minds. I have trained my daughter to understand that the dining hall is a place to eat and not play. Unfortunately some other mothers feel like this is a time for them to eat and let the kids run loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When/Where do you draw the line? I was having a conversation with another mother just yesterday, interestingly enough..the dining hall was the topic of discussion. She mentioned that some of the "traditional" students sometime stare at her when her child is running around the dining hall....yeah ..da..I would look at you too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her defense is/was, they are children and they are going to run.  You just have to teach them when enough is too much ( in the dining hall).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, children will do what you tell/show them. They take their lead from the parents (more often than not)...... I go onto further explain, before I moved here, when my daughter and I sat down to dinner, she wasn't allowed to run around like a fool and chew in between breaks - so why would I allow her to do that here.  So apparently she and I disagree on this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we (my babes &amp;amp; I) walk into the dining hall - we walk in there with the intent to eat, be nourished and get out. So now she notices that "other" kids get to run around and she has to stay in her sit, so yeah I've received a few "your means" here and there, but I accept them. I know and feel I am teaching her the right way (**). We are in a place full of students, faculty and other visiting adults. When you are outside, you can run until you can't run anymore ( or until I tell you to stop). There is a time and place for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I mentioning this? I was extremely bothered by dinner tonight, two little kids running around while their mothers enjoyed conversation and paid them no attention. At anytime someone could get hurt, and then who will these mothers be looking to for explanations?? We need to take responsibility for our actions and be proactive when it comes to our children, not reactive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115785740525197695?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115785740525197695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115785740525197695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115785740525197695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115785740525197695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/discipline-disclaimer-i-have-only.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115778343262446478</id><published>2006-09-09T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:32:28.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://studentaid.ed.gov/students/publications/student_guide/2003_2004/english/types-fed-workstudy.htm"&gt;Work Study&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad for the work study giving to me when I saw it on paper, but now that I have to actually do it.  It's a different thing.  Don't get me wrong, I work in a great office on campus - but I much rather be sitting in my room checking out blogs or doing more homework.  It's still early in the semester, so the workload isn't much.  Just odd and ends that the ladies would like for me to complete...aka...the stuff the felt was beneath them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that all my work study goes towards my education - so I will not see any other that money.  My student account will.  I'm happy that the United States Government offers these types of programs to help those who are willing to help themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115778343262446478?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115778343262446478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115778343262446478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115778343262446478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115778343262446478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/work-study-i-was-glad-for-work-study.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115777797906204233</id><published>2006-09-08T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:16:58.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 weeks down, 14 more to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fabulous week in school. I clearly need to step up my blog game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Discrete Mathematics&lt;/u&gt;- I would love to explain this class to you, but I don't have it down like that yet. Proofs and theorems, somebody a real like time ago - had alot of time on their hands and &lt;a href="http://www.math.csusb.edu/notes/logic/lognot/bigtab/img10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.math.csusb.edu/notes/logic/lognot/bigtab/img10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now we must learn this and master this stuff. Then Dr. Professor had the nerve to want to commit the proofs table to memory. I almost got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Intro to French&lt;/u&gt; - Ok, so I'm thinking I speak Creole, so French should be real simple. Um, not so much. Apparently hearing and writing really makes a difference. I now know that I need to allocate more time to this class during the week. I have a GPA goal that must be reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Computer Programming C++ &lt;/u&gt;- Alot of information, but if I keep up wit the reading, I should be fine...once you write a few programs and have a really good foundation in math...your good in this class....well until we get a test right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;College algebra &lt;/u&gt;- This is what happens when you take so many years off...when you come back, they make you take a refresher course. We had a test today, so we'll see how refreshed I am. I know I did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;College Writing &lt;/u&gt;- We got our first assignment this week. Write a descriptive narrative on something that you write/read. I pick a blogger favorite &lt;a href="www.singlemomandmoney.blogspot.com"&gt;of mines &lt;/a&gt;. It's still in the works, but I predict good things for it, like an"A."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dance Technique&lt;/u&gt; - This is one class I could take all day everyday just for fun. After finally making it to the dance supplies store...I'm not fit to be a dancer - at least my outfit is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good on the school front...no complaints here, even though it is a Friday night - and I'm just finishing up my homework with plenty more to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115777797906204233?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115777797906204233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115777797906204233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115777797906204233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115777797906204233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-weeks-down-14-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115715758400580579</id><published>2006-09-01T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T22:33:28.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Week One Down...15 More to Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I completely fell off blogging...but I needed to get into a routine. Thanks for being patient. School is GREAT! Here is a list of the classes that I'm taking this semester:&lt;br /&gt;Computer Programming &amp; Design C++, College Writing(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lord knows I need this class&lt;/span&gt;), Elementary French, Discrete Mathematics ( &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no bathroom breaks in this class&lt;/span&gt;) &amp;amp; last but by no ways the least Beginning Dance Technique (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this class brings me so much joy&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognition - one of my personal goals in coming here was to make sure, that I'm not just another face in the crowd. I need and want to be someone who stands out. Someone administrators remember when scholarships and special assignments are coming around. Someone that will have absolutely no problems getting excellent recommendations to Graduate Schools (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yes that is next, why not?&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;So I got a work study in the Registration office. Now this is the office that sets the tone for most things in higher education. Most people and forms come through this office. I placed myself right where I belong to gain as most exposure that I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student Government - yes I joined that too. It's already paid off. I have had at least three administrators come up and recognize me for my efforts in our first meeting. They knew my name and now I know theirs. The great thing about this school and I'm sure with others. The Student Government here really has a say on what goes on in the college. They actually get things done. I'm looking forward to the things that are to come with this group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic Advising - I meet with the Director of the Math program (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my assigned advisor&lt;/span&gt;) and we mapped out my courses for my duration here at this college. It's a great thing I meet with her, we were able to add a course to this semester that only gets offered every other year, Discrete Mathematics. Information is power. We also determined that I will leave school with a Special Degree, A Double Major with Mathematics and Computer Science....It won't have to be a minor. Now, I can minor in something else..maybe Dance, we'll see which way the wind blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women's Program - I have meet some wonderful women who are doing the same things I'm trying to do. Completing their education with kids in tow. All together there are 20 women in the program. My daughter loves the fact that she can see her friends from morning till night. The kids travel from room to room and there is always someone to play with. She has not asked me once to go back home. She has made this her home, and that means alot. No guilt over here for moving her to another state far away from everyone she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality - I've waited so long for homework and my professors did not let me down. I have plenty to keep me busy. 6 courses, work study, motherhood and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great week, many more to come. This is only the beginning to a bright ass future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115715758400580579?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115715758400580579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115715758400580579' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115715758400580579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115715758400580579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-one-down.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115673764114363736</id><published>2006-08-27T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:18:05.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Registration is 2morrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally tomorrow I will stand in a line full of students waiting for our stamp of approval to begin classes. The paid card, this is what is needed to become a member in that line. I recv'd my card this past Saturday...it's nice to move in early.... a few of the other ladies, don't have the card....so the lines at financial aid and the business office will be equally as long. They might be sad faces walking around trying to figure out last minutes details on how to afford their education this semester. Thankful, I have cleared all my bases and will be able to stand in the registration line...for this I am thankful..Tuesday will be the first official day of classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will also be a day of firsts....my daughter's first day in her new preschool...the little boy from the second floor who will be starting kindergarten tomorrow...it was so adorable, us moms sat around the dinner table tonight as they disgusts on how they will be walking to see them get on the bus and then, drive over to the school to meet them getting off the bus....it might sound corny to some...but moments like these are precious to us Moms...and cannot be duplicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone else having a first, tomorrow...I wish you the best of luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115673764114363736?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115673764114363736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115673764114363736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115673764114363736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115673764114363736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/registration-is-2morrow.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115629592301523906</id><published>2006-08-22T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:55:53.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm Here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I fell off with the blogging...but I have been running around and trying to get acclimated to this whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The packing, I was packing up to the last minute..literally as my friend was loading the truck, I was still putting things into boxes. Everything got done, items that needed to be thrown away were and everything else came with us. It was a tedious task, but one that I didn't mind doing. God willing, I will not have to move anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving Day....I woke up around 5:30am...it was eighter the anticipation of it all or the fact that I wanted to finish packing before my friend got there. I didn't want him walking in there...like "oh lawd" this girl is going to have me here all day; even though I did. I spent so much money on gas this day...I had to pick up my friend, go get the truck and then head on home. We loaded the truck, grabbed something to eat and then headed off to school. I drove my car and he followed in the truck....I couldn't thank him enough for all his help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My key....We arrived, my babes was knocked out in the back seat...nice ride for her...I went to the main building, picked up my key and headed on over. I get to my room and check it out. It's bigger than I expected, the bathroom even has more space. hip hip hooray...we moved in and attempted to get our selfs together...after an hour and a half and some sweat..it was all done...Many more to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115629592301523906?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115629592301523906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115629592301523906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115629592301523906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115629592301523906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-here.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115578744103216625</id><published>2006-08-16T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:31:56.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Days Left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bittersweet is all I can say about today...Today was the last day of work! I woke up this morning just ready to face whatever challenges the day might face me. Such as , make sure all reports are up to date, all items are filed and so on...&lt;br /&gt;They made a feast built for king to send me off..it was very touching. Although I am not a fan of what I do dealing with customers and such, I am going to miss my co-workers. They have kept me company for 2 years plus...somewhat like an extended family. I'm going to miss them, the office banter, the comments about management and how they do so many things wrong...lol...those days are now over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took tomorrow off to regroup and spend some time alone before moving to school. you know, go to the movies, get a manicure..sleep in if I can. I also plan on taking a cake to my daughter's school to help her celebrate with her friends...and to say goodbye and take some pictures...Tomorrow is her last day, just when she was loving her new teacher...sad, but we must go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are really coming together, I have hella packing to do tonight...everything is coming together nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new from Financial Aid, on my reduction of income form - but I am prayful that things are going to work out...since technically I am unemployed and about to become a starving student..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115578744103216625?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115578744103216625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115578744103216625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115578744103216625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115578744103216625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115561295138691998</id><published>2006-08-14T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:19:28.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 Days Left.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Work today was great...I didn't give a damn about anything. Same reports were printed, same phone calls received. Same phone calls made.  People telling me their issues or giving praise - eighter way I didn't give a fvck. There were a few times today where I just starred at the phone ringing - what are they going to do ...fire me....ha! I completed what I had set to do around 12:30 which left the rest of the day for daydreaming about school and/or web surfing. Also catching up with friends on IM from all over the US.   Very productive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sdb.k12.wi.us/morgan/images/surprise%20face.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="248" alt="" src="http://www.sdb.k12.wi.us/morgan/images/surprise%20face.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise...I went to lunch with a co-worker...she let it slip. What are you wearing to your "surprise" party? Surprise party? She actually used the word in the sentence..lol..all I could do was laugh as she proceeded to beat herself up for being stupid and spilling the beans. I didn't even bother to dig for details, all I know is if anyone happens to ask me to go somewhere I never been before ...I need to act surprised.. thank you friends for thinking of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best going away gifts I have received so far is my housema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giftfavors.com/acatalog/LX094172a_giftbox_lg_200.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="276" alt="" src="http://www.giftfavors.com/acatalog/LX094172a_giftbox_lg_200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;te staying away. I have not seen her in over a week. She's been staying at her boyfriend's house and I am loving it. I walk in and it's empty...I leave in the morning and it's empty. she doesn't know it, but it's one of my favorite going away gifts right now....like micky d's "I'm loving it." Don't get me wrong...there is no bad blood well at least not on my part, but I just love having the opportunity to spend time home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing is coming real slow...more to come 2morrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115561295138691998?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115561295138691998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115561295138691998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115561295138691998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115561295138691998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/5-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115552390284584740</id><published>2006-08-13T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T12:55:39.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 Days Left.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Today was a great day..I finally found an Haitian event in Maryland that I could take my daughter too. I moved here a little over 2 years ago. The Caribbean population is on and popping from where I'm from - but it was a hard find here. Now I'm leaving...intere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5938/3340/1600/Dorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5938/3340/320/Dorm.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;sting how things work. At least I'm not too far away, so I can come and go as I please.&lt;br /&gt;By this time next Sunday I will be in my dorm room just waiting for things to get started. Waiting for homework to be assigned. Waiting for all my meals to be prepared for me :). Looking at this picture- many might be like "yikes." The great thing is , I get 2 rooms and a private bath. I can't ask for anything more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115552390284584740?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115552390284584740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115552390284584740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115552390284584740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115552390284584740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/6-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115535766647301457</id><published>2006-08-11T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T11:46:55.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 Days Left.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Wow, when I started my countdown 88 days - who would have though a week away would be so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/17-days-left.html"&gt;I've updated my to do list&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I literally have 4 working days left before I join the world of straight up college students raising children. I'm sure it's a popular club. I'm looking forward to it. I didn't do much packing today ~ hung around with my babes and a friend from out of town. Stay posted for more :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115535766647301457?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115535766647301457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115535766647301457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115535766647301457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115535766647301457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/7-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115508843915715937</id><published>2006-08-08T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:53:59.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 Days Left......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The job must be bugging...my micromanaging Operations Manager had the nerve to question some of the methods I use to get work done.   After 2 years of being there - not is not the time.  I march to the beat of my own drum...I thought she would catch on by now, but not yet....she goes on and on about how something that I take my time to complete isn't working with her schedule ( a report of course)...I did all but laugh in her face....in my head, I'm thinking - I have 11 days left....move on the the next employee cause this one right here doesn't give a flying rat's ass....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today was my babes doctor's appointment.  Past experience has taught me to  not announce where we are going until we get there. My  toddler tends to repeat and ask questions over and over again. So if she just thinks we are going for a drive, she's content with reading a book or starring out of a window. So today I go and get her. It slipped out - "we are going to the doctors"....you would have thought I told her that Dora was going off the air. She cried all the way there and into the lobby....the fear of being poked had the best of her. Eventually she calmed down enough for the physical - until the doctor walks in with the needle...she lost it - it was down hill from there. I'm just glad it's over, another 365 days until her next shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alls well that ends well, she also passed with flying colors :) We are well on our way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started packing today, 3 boxes down...Lord knows how many more to go..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115508843915715937?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115508843915715937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115508843915715937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115508843915715937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115508843915715937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/11-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115500521702842446</id><published>2006-08-07T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:30:43.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 Days Left....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Can you believe it's less than two weeks than 2 weeks away.. I can already smell the homework. I checked another item off my list. I completed my physical today and received a clean bill of health. Everything is running as it should be. Phew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Insurance, doctors and scams...sometimes I feel that these are all one in the same. Why is it that I am at my doctor's appointment; Mind you I was the first appointment in the morning, but somehow I still managed to wait 20 minutes to get in - what's up with that? So my eyes start wondering...oh a posting..."If you fail to contact us 24 hours before a missed appointment, you will be charged $50.00 at your next visit." ok fair enough...but then I look over to another wall..."if you are more than 15 minutes late for your appointment, you will need to reschedule"...interesting huh- don't forget you will still pay $50....but then, this is the kicker...."if your wait is a bit longer than expected,please be patient; sometimes emergencies due come up and we will see you as soon as possible"....wow, makes you think, whatever works in their favor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I know this probably makes no sense to anyone else, but I am sick and tired of fees that you can do nothing to avoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Another one, I bring in forms that need to be signed by my physician for school purposes, There are 3 in total...she had the nerve to turn to me and say..the first page is free and each additional page is $10....yup, that's right $10 USD....so she wants me to pay her for transferring information from one page to another and then signing it...just sickening.... but what can I do, i need the forms to live in the dormitory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ridiculous fees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115500521702842446?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115500521702842446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115500521702842446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115500521702842446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115500521702842446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/12-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115484005962199828</id><published>2006-08-05T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:20:40.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BLINK&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still 13 days.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/BLINK&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Money, money, money and less money. Why is it that I got paid on Friday and money's already tight(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;last rent payment, car payment, daughter's tuition, doctor's appointments and groceries&lt;/span&gt;) on Sunday. Makes no sense - but this is one of the reason I'm going back to school - so that I can demand more, since I know I'm worth more...Amen&lt;br /&gt;It will not always be like this ! I promise myself that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115484005962199828?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115484005962199828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115484005962199828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115484005962199828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115484005962199828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/still-13-days.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115483734713235685</id><published>2006-08-05T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:40:35.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13 Days left.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ask and you shall receive - this is going to be my saying for the remainder of 2006. Allow me to tell u why. After my financial aid and scholarships, there is still a balance of $4000.00 for the year. Now my last scholarship replaced a grant that the school was giving to me - so the way I saw it...there must be some left over money somewhere - right? So I called financial and asked if I could have more money(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;in a very nice way&lt;/span&gt;). After about an hour, I received a phone call, they were giving me another $1000.00( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;just for asking&lt;/span&gt;). It gets better, they inquired on where I will be working during school- I informed them that I will have no job which equals no income. At this time, she told me that I could qualify for more money since there is going to be an reduction in my income. I was so happy, I never heard of such thing.  So I went online, filled out the forms and will be mailing them in on Monday. It's looking really good for me on the tuition end. So I'm keeping hope alive. I'll keep you posted on any new monies.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115483734713235685?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115483734713235685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115483734713235685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115483734713235685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115483734713235685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/13-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115455249941232861</id><published>2006-08-02T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T23:32:41.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17 Days Left.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;My company did not get their money's worth from me today. I most likely owe them money for all the resources that I used for non - productive time. Oh well, what can they do&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; Fire me&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!?!&lt;/span&gt; HA&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; I spent my day just surfing the net, catching up with BLOGS and reading new BLOGS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Things left to do before the move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;* Get Boxes&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;* Part 2 of my physical &lt;/strike&gt;( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;state of Maryland has 2 parts - ie 2 copays&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;* Bring my babes to her doctor's appoinment next week&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;* Make a Hair Appointment &lt;/strike&gt;( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me doing it, did not work out...set for next Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Make an "what's going" checklist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Make 2 Tuition Payments ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I still have 1600 after finaid and free money&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Get my daughter a pet (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she's going to miss the cat&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Complete my Target Wish List ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;people keep asking me what I need&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Pay my half of August of BGE bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;* Request copies of our hospital records&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Cancel my phone service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Change my cell #(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;443&lt;/span&gt;) to a PA #(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;717&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Complete my change of address&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Make notes for whomever will follow me at work-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;in progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Roll over my 401k to an IRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Get glasses ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i could barely see the 4th line&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Goodbye party for my babes @ school&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;decided to just bring cake to her class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Fight Cigna &amp;amp; Patient's First (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Something was charge and not paid for..uuggghh...insurance&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;* Dentist Apointments for &lt;strike&gt;babes&lt;/strike&gt; and myself - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;babes all set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;* Find out if school insurance covers dental &lt;/strike&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;emergencies only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;More to Be Added as remembered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115455249941232861?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115455249941232861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115455249941232861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115455249941232861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115455249941232861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/17-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115448660099147367</id><published>2006-08-01T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:46:32.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, I've missed a few days..... but we are at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18 &lt;/span&gt;Days left....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;so let me catch you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Friday - I caught so much attitude from my manager for emailing my letter to the branch manager and cc'ing her and not emailing directly to her and cc'ing him. I wonder why I'm so happy to be leaving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Frinight - Went to Adams Morgan for the first time - Somewhat enjoyed myself. Hung out with the ladies - can't complain. Why even mention this - In 18 days I will be moving to a place where I know me and my 4 year old only. So there will be no hanging out for me.   Strictly books and homework ( my goal is to have a 3.7 gpa or better by graduating).&lt;/span&gt;   We'll see, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Saturday - My babes had a sleep over guest, now most people wouldn't like that(entertaining, feeding, driving, extra cleaning and etc).....but since my daughter is at that super chatty stage in her life - where every thought is a word. I don't mind sharing her conversations with other people - really! Trust me !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sunday- Skipped church....It was time to wash and braid my baby's hair. This sounds super simple, but it's not and it's extremely time consuming. Let just say that she was born with a full head of hair - no bald spots - so now it's four years later and the hair has multiplied over and over and over again. She has a lot of beautiful thick hair- but it takes forever to complete it. I have to wash it in sections (seriously), then dry it with towel - then moustrize quickly and do section braids, then take a break, regroup and go back for the braiding. My braid can last longer than 1 month - but since it's summer and she is always in the water, after 3 weeks...we are looking fuzzzzy. Ok, it took me over 2 hours for braiding only - I am done. I actually had hand cramps. That was a first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Monday - This was probably the most stressful day at work that I have had in along time. I smiled through it - nothing can keep me down now, I see my future ahead of me - my path is clear. All I have to do is get there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I also recv'd my email from the Director of the program...I recv my new address, phone number and all the specifics. I am just smitten with this opportunity. When I read the email - you could have swore that some was giving me a million bucks. I was so ecstatic - the email literally wiped away all my days tensions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115448660099147367?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115448660099147367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115448660099147367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115448660099147367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115448660099147367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-ive-missed-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115394793429397911</id><published>2006-07-26T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T16:05:34.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair Adventures....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ok, so I tried this twisting my own hair thing. Not so much! I had vision of what is was suppose to look like and then the result just didn't add up. I have over 400 micro locks in my hair - so I started at the bottom, the other ones didn't want to cooperate. So I kept starting over and over, the clips I purchased were just not helping out (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;urrrggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;)...Needless to say. my hair isn't done...I have decided to try again on Saturday after my daughter's karate class - this gives me more time to mess up and fix again. Oh Natural Hair - how I love it, but hate to maintain it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I have to get it, if others can do so can I ....why spend money when you don't have to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115394793429397911?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115394793429397911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115394793429397911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115394793429397911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115394793429397911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/hair-adventures.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115394717959390772</id><published>2006-07-26T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T15:52:59.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 Days Left.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I just emailed my resignation and boy doesn't it feel great. I have 16 days of employment left. Scary but exciting! Once again - I recv another freaking report with highlighted circles on it...you knew I was way over it....so I rolled my eyes ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;juvenile - I know, but what else could I do&lt;/span&gt;). I still need to be here for 16 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidebar - allow me to show how power trippy my operations manager is.....I handed my letter of resignation to our Branch Manager..He read it and made his comments " you don't have to be smiling so hard while handing this over," " wipe the smirk off your face." He just doesn't understand....Anyways, he asked me if I have given this to our operations manager..I replied - I sent an email and cc'd her on it...He told me to take his name off of his and give it to her - because of hurt feelings...are we grown ups? I chuckled and responded with this " this is exactly one of the reasons I'm leaving - due to petty things like this." Even he knows that if something is not given directly to her - that everyone's day is ruined...due to her ego not being stroked enough. Pathetic..... And he's her manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115394717959390772?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115394717959390772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115394717959390772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115394717959390772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115394717959390772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/24-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115385877877548014</id><published>2006-07-25T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T15:19:38.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Hair Issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I'm on the prowl for a natural hair salon in Howard County , Maryland. It's not easy. My hair is currently in sisterlocs and I want to change to traditional locks. Why the change, for me - sisterlocks are a bit more expensive to maintain. Since I will be attending an predominately non-black college, i don't think it's going to be easy to find people to do my hair - I will have to end up driving to Maryland every four weeks. I rather not do all that if I don't have to....my co-worker just gave me he run down on doing it myself...get some beeswax and twist - then clip...I can I can handle that....we will see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115385877877548014?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115385877877548014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115385877877548014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115385877877548014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115385877877548014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/hair-issues-im-on-prowl-for-natural.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115385772465835085</id><published>2006-07-25T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T15:02:04.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;29, 28, 27, 26&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;25 Days left.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It's been a few since my last input...but things have been well. Ever fiber of my being no longer wants to be here ( but I must think of the paycheck). I receive my 2 weeks vacation on 8/2/06 and I must hold out to at least then. I'm requesting a payout on my last day...sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Over the weekend, I recv notification from school that I was awarded another scholarship...it's apparent that the stars are in line for me to go to school. This makes the 3rd one. I only applied for one - so I am being blessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I am super nervous though, I would be lying if I said I wasn't. I went to carmax to get a quote on my car and the price is way less than I currently owe. So it's looking like I'm going to have to float a car payment while in school. Not to sure how this is going to play out in my master plan - this remains to be seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115385772465835085?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115385772465835085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115385772465835085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115385772465835085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115385772465835085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/29-28-27-26-and-now-25-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115344954066104996</id><published>2006-07-20T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:44:52.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 Days Left.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  pretty much sums it up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://goodbyefoom.stereotypist.com/work.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115344954066104996?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115344954066104996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115344954066104996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115344954066104996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115344954066104996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/30-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115333777532538055</id><published>2006-07-19T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T14:36:15.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31 Days Left.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;This place did not get their money's worth from me today - not at all. Oh well, I won't dwell. I came across some nice articles/blogs from &lt;a href="http://www.stevepavlina.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Steve Pavlina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I decided to do a college search, very random but was pleased with what came out. The &lt;a href="http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2005/12/graduating-college-in-3-semesters/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;one article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was particular inspiring to me since I inquired my college about taking more that the standard 12 credits per semester. They didn't say no, but they didn't give the impression that this was something that should be done.....adding 1 or even 2 more classes will not overwhelm me but assist in moving closer towards my goal.....I have decided to push the issue - as long as my financial aid can help me out. Some phone will be made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I have also decided to give up coffee ( &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;long time coming&lt;/span&gt;)...In comparison to others - my coffee consumption isn't huge but I do drink one cup every week day. Is is habit or necessity? Let's be honest "habit." With that being said - I most likely won't miss it too much once I &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?q=21+days+for+habit&amp;ots=dScvUgjhSx&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;oi=print&amp;amp;ct=title"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;break the habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. A few months back - I quit juice all together and I have not drank Soda in over 7 years (just not for me). So it's looking like water, water and more water. Which is good and helps me skin and body overall. Eighter way, the decision has been made - no more coffee - this is going to be hard since the folks in Starbucks know me by name and drink. Not to mention my 4 year daughter knows the logo as if it appears on Nickelodeon (&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;at's sad :(&lt;/span&gt; ). I've crunched the numbers and it's looking like I'm going to save somewhere in the area of $300/annually ( &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm being so modest&lt;/span&gt;). Considering I'm leaving gainful employment in 31 days..this was probably fortcoming....but I prefer to have control over what I do. I'll keep you posted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115333777532538055?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115333777532538055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115333777532538055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115333777532538055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115333777532538055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/31-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115328070608587998</id><published>2006-07-18T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T22:45:06.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;32 More Days.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel 30, 20 and 15 coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday and what else can I say...my day was filled with constant reminders of why I do not want to be in lower level corporate America any longer. Nothing super annoying- just ridiculous emails and tedious request....all of them completed - but will not be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we talk about the heat...I'm not sure when everyone is from - but it was hot as Haiti in Maryland today. Of course the A/C at work was not &lt;a href="http://clow.ipsd.org/images/clipart/sweating.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://clow.ipsd.org/images/clipart/sweating.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;working properly. A few of us are planning a &lt;em&gt;coup d etat&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow if the situation does not improve. I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115328070608587998?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115328070608587998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115328070608587998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115328070608587998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115328070608587998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/32-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115319237421378360</id><published>2006-07-17T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:12:54.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;33 More Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No huge complaints today except for the fact that I had been past ready to leave...other than that. I can't complain. A new co -worker was asking me about my plans..and the details started to rolling off my tongue....the "going back to school" smile just can't seem to leave my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As corny as I sound- I'm ready for all of the homework!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115319237421378360?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115319237421378360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115319237421378360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115319237421378360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115319237421378360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/33-more-days-no-huge-complaints-today.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115310685308690572</id><published>2006-07-16T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:27:33.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;34 More Days.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nothing super important to write today...just hung out at home with my babes :) She had an miniature slumber party last night - so she's good to start another week of camp. I'm still up doing laundry...getting ready for another week of just counting down :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115310685308690572?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115310685308690572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115310685308690572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115310685308690572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115310685308690572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/34-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115302232452970690</id><published>2006-07-15T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:05:49.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;35 More Days.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock is ticking..today was not very productive at all. My little girl had a friend over whom is still over...they watched Lion King 1.5 and Lion King 2 until they fell asleep. They definitely burned a lot of energy running around. I'm glad they had a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note...I must vent about Comcast! They make me so angry. Our internet has been down since last Friday (yeah I know). So I had no internet service @ home. There were times when I didn't know what to do with myself. Well anyways - we( my roommate and I) were told that a technician would be out today between 10:30 am and 4:30 pm. What a freaking window!! SO we waited and waited and waited. So finally at 4:42pm I decided to call Comcast to say WTF! While I was online with customer care, the technicians happens to call me on the other line. to say he is running behind and will be there in an hour. Shot, I already waited all day- what's another hour....right!?!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so he shows up at 6:52pm...and fixes the internet....yeah boy....he leaves and 15 minutes later - no internet...so I call him directly...he told me that he would come back...okay so he comes back and fixes the problem.....45 minutes later - no internet....so at this point I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mad!!! So now, I'm calling customer care and I tell them about themselves. He apologizes but is that helping my no internet situation! doubt it. While I'm not trying to take it out on him- my announce level is going higher and higher. So , it gets better - he is offering me another appointment for Tuesday...Wait a moment here - I have a JOB! I cannot sit and wait for freaking Comcast to get it together. So he comes back with tomorrow between 1 and 5.... so I will have to wait another day for Comcast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Express yourself! I told him of my ordeal as if he was not already aware, and he is crediting my week without the internet...At least I will not be paying for nothing. They act as if this bill is cheap and we all know it's not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit better because I was actually able to fix it myself, but I won't call them and tel them that until 2morrow when I know it's working for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115302232452970690?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115302232452970690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115302232452970690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115302232452970690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115302232452970690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/35-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115289600600540787</id><published>2006-07-14T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T11:54:20.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;36 More Days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I get a little nervous about leaving work to further my education..I'll admit I get a bit nervous. Going from a paycheck every 2 weeks to no paycheck is going to be a huge life adjustment. Where do I get my motivation from????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking Micro-managers !!! This job has me sick, coming in here to do a job that I'm paid for. But then I have people who sit and review, review and re-review just because and then question every little thing. This is beyond me...this work is longer cut out for me - no longer.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I upset? I'll tell you..&lt;br /&gt;Our manager was out this morning and she just called in to announce that she will be sitting with people when she gets in to review reports that we have been &lt;strong&gt;reviewing&lt;/strong&gt; all morning. I don't want anyone sitting with me, not now not ever......I feel like I was transported to my daughter's daycare center. I could go on and on - but there is so much history that I won't even bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm NOT going to MISS the daily grind of completing reports and then having someone review them to ask you the same questions that you just answered....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things like this happen - I am &lt;a href="http://www.rubatos.com/a_happy-face.gif"&gt;ECSTATIC&lt;/a&gt; that I have an out...another choice...It's going to be hard - but it will be well worth it in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115289600600540787?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115289600600540787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115289600600540787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115289600600540787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115289600600540787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/36-more-days-every-now-and-then-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115281540862296482</id><published>2006-07-13T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T14:21:24.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5938/3340/1600/mazda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5938/3340/320/mazda.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 37 days left.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still so much to do. I need to schedule physicals for my daughter and myself. I still haven't recv the daycare paperwork. Thank goodness I confirmed her enrollment so else I would be freaking out. I'm debating on selling or keeping my car. I need something to drive but could be without the car payments. I will be visiting car dealerships this weekend for quotes - just in case anyone is interested...My Mazda protege( but mine is black).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings !! Where are you? I need you, need you , need you. I have decided to open a savings account - now the question is...Where will the money come from??? From what I can see - Work Study will be my only option. Now I understand that these paychecks are extremely tiny but something has got to give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115281540862296482?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115281540862296482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115281540862296482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115281540862296482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115281540862296482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/37-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31030646.post-115273423879500185</id><published>2006-07-12T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T14:21:39.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;38 More Days Left ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I finally have a blog! I've been reading others and just felt like writing my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I have 38 more days left...38 more days left of what you might say. 38 more days until I move to Pennsylvania to start a new chapter in my life. I have decided to go back to school full time. People do this all the time, but this is huge for me. I have been struggling to go to school, work full time ( and part time job) and raise my beautiful 4 yr old daughter....phew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I will no longer have to do this, I found a college that allows women with children to live on campus. It gets better while I'm in class, my daughter will be in school on campus. This is definitely on my list of luxuries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So, this is a blog right- which means I can pretty much ramble..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Once you have made a decision in life - you want to work towards that goal, you want everything that you do to be able to help you reach that goal. I say this because I'm still at work and everyday I'm here...It makes me happy that I have have another option . The day to day grind of a job that you have no passion for can get boring real quick. I past that point months ago....but I still have to wait my 38 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31030646-115273423879500185?l=ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/feeds/115273423879500185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31030646&amp;postID=115273423879500185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115273423879500185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31030646/posts/default/115273423879500185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihavethingstowrite.blogspot.com/2006/07/38-more-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>2nd Chance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11770872889698783676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdhK0PTyFJ4/SoHNTOpSq-I/AAAAAAAACUo/67VY0ro4xoY/S220/32937099.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
