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I think I spend more time in class doodling than I do in class work.  Anyone like doodling?  
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"KELSIE!" My mother shouted at me, trying to sound very angry. "What have I told you young lady? The sink is not a place where you put Barbie's clothes, shoes or head."  You see, I had found out by happenstance that Barbie's head could be removed so that it was easier for me to cut her hair and style it pretty. I also found that I could wash it and put soap in it and it would get bubbly and that the soap, when it happened to fall on the slick kitchen floor, would become quite slippery. I a... Read More

I woke up on the day that the world was going to end. I thought to myself, I would like a friend. From today, that is all I want. I want a friend. I don't understand why, on such a day, this would be so important, but then again, why wouldn't it be? "It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine…" Timing is everything. Everything is time. We all make decisions with the time we are all afforded. It all comes down to that doesn't it? I park my car. I park my car in a handicapped spot... Read More

Chilly air and crisp, morning sunlight greets my sleepy eyes as I step from the now quiet residence hall. The din of the night before is all but silenced and the day is new. It is as if the campus is taking personal time to regroup before it is flooded with humanity. It really is a radiant campus. It has a lively feel as I walk down the deserted sidewalk. It feels so personal. This campus is mine and I belong here. All of the towering architecture and charming character of its history seem t... Read More

My socked feet hung lazily over the edge of the futon as I focused on the television screen. I couldn’t believe how fortunate I was to have a class that required watching musicals as homework. As I heard of legends and grandeur, of Times Square and Show Boat, I saw myself in my mind’s eye dancing and singing the night away. I let out a big sigh of contentment and blissful creativity. My friend Nicci, is sitting at the other end of the living room pouring over the far less interesting Eco... Read More

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