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| God Is Good
Life Is Good
This year is going so quickly. Just one last week of school; finals week.
Closing convocation made me realize that my senior friends are moving
on and that I am too. One last year here, and even then the time is
split with here and Carnegie Mellon University's Heinz School.
Wow grad school. Who wouldda' thought?
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| I luv reading The Catholic Girl's Guide to Sex; it's everything I already knew but succinct and clear.
I also seem to enjoy guilt, like a drug!
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| I am feeling not so happy. Valentine's Day is coming, and there is the serious chance that I will be celebrating
with my mother. That is just embarrassing. I guess it could be worse, but I am not sure how. All though
some of you may recall a certain incidental Valentine's date, maybe that was worse. How completely
unromantic of me!
Well, there's always my friends at Chatham; some are dating each other, others as woeful as me.
That's attractive. I'll shut up now.
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| I am feeling very confused about a lot of things and because I am
not used to speaking frankly about such things I am forced to keep
this overly generic.
I do not feel well though. I am drawn out, so to speak and
empty.
I was in a feminist class today and a light went off in my head.
It's about sexuality. Why cannot women have sex when they
feel like it? Men can. Isn't chastity just another forced bond
to a man? It's just a way to keep women in control and to set the
standard that women cannot control themselves unless they are
socially forced to believe that sex is monogamous.
Of course there's the other practical reason why women should
not and men should not simply engage in sex--for health, not getting
bed bugs.
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| Happy Finals Week
Yes it's that time of year again.
I see that I am a week ahead of my
former school yet with fewer reading
days. It does not seem fair. I love
reading days, I actually study.
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