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Name: Nicolet
Country: United States
State: Wisconsin
Metro: Milwaukee
Birthday: 12/11/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: In no particular order: boys, summer, sleep, food, kissing, kissing boys goodnight, music, friends, partying, working out
Expertise: Being the shit, having everyone love me... you know, stuff like that.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Business
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AIM:  liltstful1
Member Since:
4/16/2005
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| I bet you can find someone sexier
but I doubt she's as smart.
You might be able to find a partier-
her words won't come from the heart.
She'll keep you entertained,
but will she keep you on your feet?
Look for a girl who's slim, athletic
just don't expect someone as sweet.
And good luck finding a chick
that gets along with everyone she meets.
I bet there's someone out there who won't expect much out of you.
But that's because she won't deserve it, like I do.
If you want me to, I can be untrue.
I can not stick up for me and the things that I believe.
But I promise
The day that that takes place you'll see a face without a heart.
We can go there, unfair or not if it's what you want
But you won't see me.
You'll seize to know the girl who'd call at 3 am and talk to you all night, just to make sure you were alright
Out in the field
Without any obligation, no hesitation, to show you, you were loved. Does it scare you the way that I am?
It seems to me that the very reason you fell for me is the very reason you run
I want to make you stay but I can't change
And there you go, further.
I'm sick of waiting for a day that seems it won't come. | | |
| So it's another one of these terrible nights where I'm too tired to focus but too awake to sleep. That restless feeling again. And I've been telling myself lately I should put at least a little bit of an update on here so here goes: I was extremely happy yesterday to find out that I got accepted to a program here at Marquette called the Global Village. Basically, it's a community (a floor with about 80ish residents) in the university apartments on campus, where the foreign exchange students live. So it's apartments with two Americans (ambassadors) and two international students. There's a big long application process including interviews because they want to make sure that people who chose to live there will be the type of people that international students will want to live with. (ie: will make them feel comfortable in the U.S. and at Marquette, etc) Also another part of it is helping to show them our culture and show them to a good time here since more than anything that's why they're here! I'm really excited about it... I've had a few friends in the GV since I've been at Marquette and pretty much every time I go there is a good time. I put on my application that I would like a Spanish speaking roommate (just for practice, and because I'll have been in Spain so hopefully I should be closer to fluency by then) but honestly I'm excited for whoever I live with and wherever they're from. I don't really know why, but learning about other cultures and people from all over the world is something that I find EXCEEDINGLY inspiring. I feel like there's so much in this world that I don't know about... so many thoughts, perspectives, situations, that I might never experience unless I seek them out myself. Like in any situation, I think we will all be able to learn a lot from eachother. But I know it's going to be soo much more than that too... and I can't wait. I say I can't wait because I don't move in to the Global Village until August. Until then- I have finals, a nice long break at home, and then I leave for Spain on February 7. I'll be gone for five months, until July 5. Daydreams about Spain consume all my time, haha. I have to say though, I'm happy that these things are all becoming a reality. You know, it's like back in high school it's the type of thing I would think about like "yea, it'd be cool to study abroad some time, but how will I ever afford it?" or "will I have the balls to do it?" or WHATEVER the question. The thing is now I'm making these things happen. Not wondering, fearing, anything else, but just DOING what it takes to make it happen. I used to think about the Global Village like "I have to show them there's something special about me, that I have something to offer" and I really didn't know what made me unique. It's hard to find that one defining characteristic about yourself, you know? So I was scared. But sitting around being afraid will never get you anywhere, so I decided to apply because... well... I wanted to! And if nothing else, I have my inspiration to offer... or passion... or whatever the fuck. However lame that sounds, I know that it's something that I really want. I don't need a label or specific reason why.. it's a feeling I get. There are people who wanted to apply (or maybe even did) for superficial reasons, to hook up with international students, or whatever. I'm sorry, but thats not what it's about for me. It's just about people, knowledge, culture, THE WORLD. Bleh, so on that subject... again, I can't wait for Spain. Sunday night we had our predeparture info sessions... it's all becoming so real finally! We talked about safety, etc etc etc, all that general shit, but then talked for a few hours with some people who went to ICADE, the school I'm going to be going to, last semester. It was amazing. Everything I could possibly want to know, they told me. Teachers, classes, bars, clubs, restaurants, stores, neighborhoods, apartments, PEOPLE, tricks, food, places to visit. Everything. It made it a lot less scary and a whole lot more exciting knowing what a network of people we have behind us who want to help us & be a support now, while we're there, whenever. In general, things are really looking up for me. Sure, I had a rough time with classes this semester. But not because they were overly difficult, it was because I honestly did not put in enough effort... at all. Not even close. I spent wayyyy a lot of time on other things, and so my grades might be how I pay for it. (Don't get me wrong, I'm doing my best to study and at least do DECENT by the time exams are figured in). But anyways, while I'm not proud of how I've done, I can't say that I regret what I did with myself this semester. I've made AMAZING friends. My pledge brothers have been there for me in ways that a lot of my old friends could never be (don't get me wrong guys, I love you all... but we went through some things together that are just... strong, powerful experiences). Also, through the Fraternity, I have an amazing network professionally too. Nearly each week I get emails from my Brothers about internship openings that are basically ASKING for Delta's, etc. It's amazing and entirely rewarding. Finally, without getting too personal, I'm also extremelllyyyy happy in my relationships. Friends I mentioned, Brothers I mentioned, my family I HAVE GOT TO MENTION... Shan, you've been so understanding with EVERYTHING this semester, thanks for putting up with me, and the p's and Jay too. And Ali and Cole I'm sorry I haven't been around as much to talk. But thanks for being understanding. But I have got to mention my boyfriend... things are going so well. It's hard because we're doing the long distance thing... but if anyone can do it it's us. It's not even work. It takes two dedicated people, and a dedicated love, to make it through college, the army, distance, temptations, people trying to come between us or give us doubts about eachother, people's criticism, TIME that we have to go without seeing eachother... the list could go on. But the thing is, I can still go to bed happy because I know that what we have is special. And truthfully the other shit is just that, shit... it's not even significant. Not a lot of guys (or girls for that matter) would be willing to go through that for someone, and I know that I'm VERY lucky to be with him. He comes here Monday for my birthday, and after that it could be a really long time before we see eachother. I want to go down there before I leave for Spain but $$$ will definitely be a factor. The thing is though, after Spain, he'll be out of the army within a few weeks, and we will finally be TOGETHER. If anyone can get through this it's us, and if anyone deserves how great it's gonna be, it's us. I could go on and on about all these things right now but I'm gonna stop. My life is good though. And I'm learning that I control it... which makes it that much better. ~~Peace and Love~~ | | |
| Some specific books - “The Audacity of Hope” by Barack Obama
- “1000 Places to See Before You Die” by Patricia Schultz
- “My Kitchen in Spain” by Janet Mendel
- “First Break All the Rules: What the World’s Best Managers Do Differently” by Marcus Buckingham
- “Trombone Player Wanted” video set (www.simplystrengths.com)
Things I Need/Gift Ideas For Spain: · digital camera · iPod or mp3 player · laptop (with case) & ethernet chord · international calling cards http://cloncom.com/ (from Spain to US) · international cell phone/plan · Spain & Madrid travel books · Spanish recipes/ cook book · Visa/Mastercard gift cards (Am Ex and Discover aren't widely accepted in Europe) · European electrical outlet adapters http://www.walkabouttravelgear.com/400.htm or http://www.magellans.com/store/Phone___Electric_Connectivity?Args=&page_number=1 · cold hard cash $$$ (rent and food money) Other Must Have's: · Plane ticket: $850 or $900
· Student Visa
· Luggage · New backpack? | | |
| Two posts in a day... holy crap, I know. I found an email that a friend sent me over the summer and felt inclined to share it with you all. Maybe the time has gone, the faces, I recall. But things in this life change slowly, if they ever change at all... The scary part being that we've all been hit with change lately, and it doesn't seem to have come slowly at all. *** Do you remember the day you left home? I'm sure that you do. But I'll bet that what you remember even more clearly were the days in the week before you left. You know...the days that you spent getting addresses, phone numbers, and email addresses and trying to figure out how to say goodbye to everyone that you've loved as long as you can remember. *** Do you remember standing by your best friend's car one night, after midnight, trying to sum up the meaning of a friendship you'd managed to maintain through thick and thin for years? Do you remember how hard that was, to think of how to say goodbye to that one person? It was nearly impossible, wasn't it, to give them that one last hug and walk inside? *** I'll bet part of what you remember was the night before you left, kissing your boyfriend or girlfriend good-bye one last time. Just knowing that you'd have to turn around and walk back inside was almost motivation enough not to leave. Stepping back to take one last look at that person you love -- it's really scary. And you go and tell yourself that you wont ever find someone new. You wont ever replace your old friends. You'll never fall in love again. It's really crazy, what kinds of things can heppen when you don't mean for them to. *** You get to a new place full of strangers. You meet people who forget you. You forget people you meet. But sometimes, you come across some extraordinarily special people. They have tears to shed, too. They also left people they love behind. They're still in love with that guy or girl from back home where they used to live, and all want someone to talk to. So you talk. Talk is good. You form bonds you never thought you'd form. You call your old friends and tell them about the new ones. Sometimes, they don't understand. Sometimes, you hurt their feelings. Sometimes everyone is a bit jealous. You miss your boyfriend or girlfriend. *** One day you're sitting in the park, thinking about all the stuff you didn't want to leave, and a stranger sits down near you. Sometimes that person stays a stranger. Other times you talk to him or her. Sometimes you experience things that you didn't want to ever happen. You become interested in a person that isn't your boyfriend or girlfriend at home. Sometimes college really is complicated. Sometimes you stay together, other times you break up. Sometimes you think you've done the wrong thing by coming so far away from home. And sometimes when you start thinking about this, its time to make a change. *** So when this happens, you site down and turn on your stereo and that song "Leaving on a Jet Plane" from the Armageddon soundtrack is on, or the Eagles' "Sad Cafe" song, and you wonder if you can still recall the faces from your past. So, you pick up the phone and you call them, all just to say "Hi, I love you, I'm thinking about you." And then just as an afterthought you said, "You know, I'm really learning a lot from college. I wish you would come visit all of my friends. They would love you. And you would love them. They're very important to me." Because after all, this is college. And college is a growing experience. Growing experiences cause change, and it's hard. But whatever doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. *** So call you parents. Call your siblings. Call you best friend. Or your girlfriend or boyfriend. Or even your ex, if thats how it worked out. Tell them hello. Tell them that you miss and love them. And then, turn off your stereo, walk out of your dorm room. Go to a new friends room and give them a big hug and say, "Thanks so much for being here. I love you." You learn a lot when you go to college. *** You learn that pulling an all-nighter means staying up all night to study for a test you will then sleep through. You learn to appreciate the taste of beer - the cheapest of all alcoholic beverages. You learn that you can roll out of bed 10 minutes before class and go to class looking like shit - and no one will notice or care. You learn you really can do things for yourself without your parents looking over your shoulder - but you never realized how nice it was to have them there, just in case. *** More than anything, however, you learn how much your friends really mean to you. College friends come to mean a lot to you, but they can never compare with your friends from home. Your friends from home teach you the meaning of friendship during your college years. Because you are apart from them you tend to express your feelings more - you learn how much these people truly affect your life. You've got you best friend who exemplifies friendship - he or she calls at least once a week, sends email every day, and even sends you real mail. You feel like you never left each other..he or she knows everything about you, and even over the Internet can tell when something is wrong. He or she teaches you that distance doesn't have to change a friendship at all. *** Then there is your other best friend. He or she rarely calls or writes and never does the email thing. At times you think he or she has forgotten about you...until you hear from them. You hear from him or her for the first time in almost two months - and nothing has changed. You are still you and he or she is still him or her -- even though you never talk, you are still as close as ever, you are still the best of friends. You find yourself expressing to him or her how much they mean to you -- because you realize it now more than ever. They teach you that true friends are friends in the soul...separation can't tear them apart. *** Then there are those friends you sort of lost touch with those last few months of high school and during the summer. You were busy, they were busy...but somehow, the magic of email has brought you closer together than you ever were in four years at the same school. You share secrets, heartache, and joy...it's another person who cares about you as long as you care about them too. Away from the pettiness of high school, you've finally formed an adult relationship...and you realize just how great a friend this person is. *** Suddenly, the people you thought for sure you would lose touch with in college are the ones you keep in closest contact with -- and you miss them more than you ever thought possible. Sadly enough, there are also the friends that you were closest to in high school who drift too far for you to hold on to. You've both changed and suddenly you don't have much to say to each other. But these people teach you a lesson too. They make you value the others, the ones you have stayed close to, that much more. These distant friends, thought you miss them when you rarely think of them, show you who your forever friends really are - and they make you appreciate those forever friends much more than before. *** College is rough. College severs some bonds and solidifies others...it puts a distance between you and the ones you love. But it teaches you so much. It forces your real friends to come to the front, while the rest take the places in the shadows of your memories. In college, you lose some people -- but through real friendship and the strength of the soul (which is where real friends join as one) you keep the ones you will need most in your life. You learn the real meaning of the quote: "If you press me to say why we are friends, I can say no more than she was she (or he was he) and I was I." The people who fit that mold are your forever friends. | | |
| | So I'm trying to make some major changes in my life within the next few months... or at least get some things accomplished. These include: improving my grades, learning another language or two (at least the basics to get by before I go to Europe), getting my passport, less fast food & Jimmy Johns, speaking more Spanish, writing more, reading more, and corresponding/keeping in better touch with long distance friends. Showing appreciation for others more and giving of myself to my friends and those in need. Some pretty decent goals if you ask me. |
On that note, expect a more detailed update pretty soon here. | | |
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