Craigslist Captivate

I promise my Denver update is on it's way. There's just been so much to catch up on since then and now there's this...

Almost 2 weeks ago, I broke my iPhone. It was such a tragedy. In any case, the moment I realized it was no longer functional I switched the sim card into my old Samsung BlackJack II. That is the phone I have been using these last two weeks.

There is a reason I switched phones 2 years ago.

Although the blackjack had served me well while I had it, cellular devices have come a long way since then. Plus, I've definitely been spoiled by my iPhone. I find myself straining to see the small screen, emails are slow, Internet is slow, and forget multitasking as I can only view one web page at a time.

Today I have spent a lot of time emailing and texting people who are selling their phones on craigslist. Although my original plan was to get a blackberry (one person I was talking to sold the phone to someone else after talking to me) I found a Samsung Captivate at a very reasonable price within a decent driving distance.

That being said, I am off to meet this person with the phone at the Lakewood mall. Should I not be heard from again, it may be that I have been offed.

....or that I loved the phone so much I had no time to blog about it.

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Same o Same o

Sitting in my car in the campus parking lot, thinking of the emotional day. Even with the highs there's some things that have brought me extremely low. I wanted to talk to someone but it's late. So I'm blogging because I don't think it would be safe for me to drive with all this going on in my head.

What do you do when your spirit tells you one thing and your head and your heart say another?

This internal conflict is gnawing at me and all I can do is sit in silence and walk in tears.

It's raining and I think it's very apropo.

Even my victories are shrouded in strain, even in confusion I feel the same.

Maybe I'm just really tired, but this anxiety has gone on for days.

It just hurts sometimes because I can see my detractors in the crowd. Some of them posing as my friends. Others are ready to cheer on my end.

It's 10:10. Where am I again?

I'm not stupid. Don't think that I don't get it.

Its you who do not understand and I think that hurts more than anything because I thought of everyone you would be the most understanding. I've always been so transparent. I've always been clear. I never lied about my intentions acknowledged my fears. Yet, there you go again lumping me in with everyone else. Blaming me, my insecurity.

But I'm not like everyone else. I'm not the same. And if you thing that then you don't know me and every things changed.



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These Boots Were Made...

I had this conversation with my co-worker yesterday

Cindy: I love your shoes!

Me: Thanks.

Cindy: They are so hot!

Me: Cindy, It's not the shoes...

A little confidence is needed to survive the corporate world.

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As the Books Fell to the Floor, She had the Crowds Begging for More

This is so true for me.




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