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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: January 2006
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Friday, January 27, 2006. South East Asia and India Travels. This was written on October 12, 2005. Now, how did that happen? Don't worry, though. Sent a couple boxes of goodies home. But boys, you're hard to shop for. Daane and Chad- any suggestions? Anyway, I managed to do more than shopping. I took a Thai cooking course (Mom: you and I will have FUN in the kitchen! At the same ...
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: August 2006
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Tuesday, August 29, 2006. Mirror, Mirror on the Wall. Go away, Snow White. Don't forget to banish the evil queen from her looking glass. And pull Narcissus away from his pretty face smiling up from the tranquil water. Take it all away and what do you have? A very interesting challenge. Or possibly motivated by society's standards to always appear as beautiful? We decided that not...
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: I Think I Can, I Think I Can
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Thursday, April 16, 2009. I Think I Can, I Think I Can. I wasn't old enough to have commited any larger portion of that film to memory.). Some people move places to see about a boy. I need to move to see about a country. By the way, in a final twist of irony, I received notice the other day that I passed the DELF B1 test, a rather difficult language test that presents you with a ...
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: October 2006
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Tuesday, October 31, 2006. I wondered. "Why stay and ruin it for the rest of us if it's so terrible for them? Who's forcing them to stay? I just find that there's so much to learn from how Koreans do things.". Slightly surprised, I asked him how exactly he meant this. "What have you learned? I wanted to know. I need to shed my jaded musings; I need to search again for learning.
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: September 2006
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Tuesday, September 26, 2006. What is it in each of us that searches for explanations in what is greater than ourselves? Truth How this era has ravaged and decimated our assumptions of truth. For, what is truth? How can we claim that any single truth exists? If I see it, is it true? If I can touch it? What if my soul confirms its existence? I want to be a reasonable person. I ...
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: Abashed Return
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Wednesday, January 23, 2008. But I'm optimistic about life breathing a sigh and allowing me time not usurped by work and its over analyzation of English. With that, I'd like to write again. I miss it. Though I'm finding my mental tongue has somewhat frozen with the inability to order my thoughts. Posted by Aubrey @ 6:47 PM. Whoa- I'm glad I still check this thing periodically.
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: Betrayal
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Friday, June 15, 2007. I once heard a fable of a girl who was visited at a young age by a menacing genie. To her, he proposed an interesting choice; would she prefer an idyllic life in her youth and one of tribulation in her later years, or would she rather the situation to be reversed? Had my choice therefore been made for a happy adult life? Possibly, or at least I could hope.
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: November 2006
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Thursday, November 23, 2006. The Forceps of Our Minds. Posted by Aubrey @ 11:59 AM. The men the American public admire most extravagantly are the most daring liars; the men they detest most violently are those who try to tell them the truth. Posted by Aubrey @ 9:47 AM. Friday, November 17, 2006. Third Life in Korea. As I begin the morning walk from the subway to my school, I casu...
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: December 2006
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Friday, December 29, 2006. Tomorrow I'm off to Vietnam for a couple of weeks! Limestone cliffs, beach towns, floating markets. Just so you know where to find me. I'll be celebrating the New Year with friends and warm ocean breezes on my face! Oh, and I'm also finished with work for almost two months. Posted by Aubrey @ 1:17 PM. Wednesday, December 27, 2006. Usually attacks the ou...
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And Aubrey Was Her Name...: Africa
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And Aubrey Was Her Name. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing; take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing. Sunday, January 11, 2009. Really, I'm trying to remember not being here in Korea. A week out from vacation and it feels as though I never left. Did I go to Africa? Or did I just dream it? There Such a simple solution. How can one not remember the glint of the sun, the soft singing of the birds, and the slight relief of a gentle breeze when looking into her eyes? I pay nearly five...
