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Thursday's assignment was turned in today.� We began our test review by going over the 2 concept maps and the mixtures activity.� The review will continue tomorrow.� Each lab group performed a colloid lab.� Make-up topic:� Make a list of items found around your house.� Classify the items as one of the 3 types of mixtures.� You must have at least 8 of each type of mixture.� The Chapter 4 Test will be on Wednesday, October 22nd.

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The poem that follows is the poem that helped change me to become a better me. From high school until now, it guides me. Sometimes, it guides me without me actually knowing that I'm acting on it. Or some, when I definitely need a reminder, I read through it until it again sinks in. This poem is a definite tool that I can't lose for my survival, for my sanity, for me to be the best I can ever be. It was authored by the way by one of my favorite authors, Anonymous. :)

To laugh is to risk appearing a fool
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk rejection.
To place dreams before a crowd is to risk ridicule.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To go forward in the face of overwhelming odds is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing has nothing, does nothing, is nothing.
He may avoid suffering or sorrow, but he cannot learn, feel, change, grow, or love.
Chained by his certitudes he is a slave.
He has forfeited his freedom.
Only a person who takes risks is FREE.

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Letapos;s have a drabble challenge to get things started Weapos;ve got five members, so we should be able to all contribute and get something going here.

Challenge #1:

Write a 100, 200 or 300 word drabble set in the Gotham Newsies universe based on the following topic:

Food

You have until next weekend to post your entries. They must be posted one at a time. Weapos;ll figure out the tags as we go. Have fun (And donapos;t let this discourage you from posting anything else, such as art, discussion or longer fanfic.)
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Been feeling run-down and achey lately. Things have been okay at my job, except one of my co-workers misheard me and ended up calling me out to my supervisor on something I hadnapos;t actually done -- it got sorted out without incident, but it was a waste of time for all involved. Got some new games. Dead Space is creepier than I expected -- I wasnapos;t exactly expecting it to be a hop through a field of fuzzy bunnies with kittengirls, but... I wasnapos;t expecting it to be quite as extreme as it is.

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I went to Mikeapos;s Bikes in Berkeley for a race tonight. Originally I had gone there to buy a lock, but then I�saw the sign, which compelled me. It compelled me. I went alone, with no expectations other than to race and see how I�did.�

There was this huge crowd I�wasnapos;t expecting, with people from all over the Bay Area. I didnapos;t see anyone I�knew, but I�decided to stay and see what happened. There wasnapos;t any money in my wallet to buy beer or anything, and a pang of hunger lingered in my stomach just enough to let me know I was running on empty. I was grateful it didnapos;t rumble. I talked to a few people... Saw a guy who looked just like Orlando Bloom, and a girl who looked like Betty Page. HOTNESS.

The race itself was funny. Have you ever seen the movie "The Fast and the Furious"? It was sort of like that. Like a drag race on stationary bikes. Man, people looked like they were being electrocuted from pedaling so fast. I made a time of 500m in 23.23s. I came in third place, which was cool since I didnapos;t come in last. Next time, though, Iapos;m raising the seat a little. Riding my bike with the seat so low is a bad habit of mine, but alas, I donapos;t know any better.

In other news... I made my split with my girlfriend definitive. I grew tired and frustrated after being hurt that she wouldnapos;t open up to me (not to mention other little things like talking to a couple of guys at a bar while I was there and her not talking to me. Then when I�said that I was leaving, she didnapos;t care. And that hurt. Or when she would say she loved me and not show it. Or when she wouldnapos;t visit even if she had the time. (because everything she does is soo important) I got tired that we werenapos;t connecting, but were pretending to. Iapos;m still angry because I�donapos;t feel that these issues have been addressed. Itapos;s like I broke up because I�couldnapos;t deal with it, when what I�should have done was raise the issues. Now, again, Iapos;m left holding the bag. Man, never again will I compromise myself like that.



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Op station Alexander is nu een supermarktje geopend. Voor iedereen die niet de 50 meter wil lopen naar de SuperMarkt XL die een stukje verderop zit. En daar hebben ze deze week koffie van e�nn euro.
Het is een kakelvers espressoapparaat met blinkend chroom en knipperende lampjes en je krijgt het idee dat je koffie met een UFO uit je bekertje op zal stijgen gezien de hoeveelheid stoom die uit het apparaat komt knallen als je je keuze hebt gemaakt.
Maar bij Jove wat is die koffie goed. De ondertoon van waterige melk doet de aardeklanken van de espresso voldoende dempen dat de smaakpapillen niet gelijk naar Australi� emigreren.

Een zachte kreun ontsnapt me. Het lichte schuim borrelt nog na op mijn bovenlip. De ochtendroes der forenzen gaat even aan mij voorbij. Het is alsof de hemel openschuift en er helder glas en wit licht door de wolken heenbreekt. The Scorpions zetten zachtjes op de achtergrond een liedje in (Rock You Like A Hurricane). Mijn nanoverkoudheid was vergeten terwijl de fruitige forenzenrochel aan mijn lippen ontsnapte.
Hoeveel mensen zouden zoapos;n Korgaffiesme hebben in de ochtend, vraag ik mij dan af. Hoelang zal dit espressoapparaat nog zo lekker blijven? Zou de mate van lekkerheid afhangen van de hoeveelheid knipperende lichtjes op het apparaat?
Dat zijn de belangrijke dingen die me bezig houden zo vroeg in de ochtend.

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I didnapos;t mean to scare anyone with my previous posts. I am ok. I have just been having a tough time lately. Iapos;ve been struggling very very very hard with deep depression. I am currently working to take steps that will hopefully help me get back on the right path. I donapos;t really consider myself a negative person, but lately Iapos;ve just felt gripped by the throat by negativity, fear, sadness and horribly low self esteem.

Not helping matters was the revelation today that Family Credit Counseling Corporation (the place my debt consolidation is with) has gone out of business and they have taken $862 of my money with them. I did a Google search and read that tons of other people are having the same problem. I called the new debt place that is taking over for them and they told me that they canapos;t fix the situation. The money was taken from my account, but never put towards my credit card as intended. I have been told my only recourse is to take the matter up with the Florida Attorney General. I have now got my Mom and a lawyer pal of mine on the case to help me get this problem solved. I will fight tooth and nail if I have to. While $862 may not sound like much, it would really make a huge difference to me right now. I have been worried enough and I wasnapos;t prepared for this latest setback. My friend Valerie literally had to do damage control and come over to talk to me today. I was that upset.

Iapos;ll be ok though. Iapos;m very much like Scarlett Oapos;Hara. Not that I manipulate men or act bitchy, BUT in the sense that when Tara is burning down, the Yankees are coming and Iapos;m forced to toil in the fields, I will simply make a dress out of a curtain, go into town and somehow figure out how to survive.

Yes, we steel magnolia types always make it out of trouble somehow.

Tomorrow is another day.....
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