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Becca Fullerton: June 2010
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Sunday, June 6, 2010. Well, we're here. And this is what I've learned so far:. Hablo is spelled with an "H". If you want to sleep on your ten hour flight, don't sit next to David Kempe. People in Uruguay don't hug much, they do however kiss everyone on the cheek. Time doesn't work the same way. as in our "2 hour" job. Easily lasted 4 and a half. Mate, this tea drink here, is delicious and EVERYONE carries it around with them. It's like Uruguayan Starbucks. We also went to church this morning then ate wit...
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Becca Fullerton: January 2012
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Wednesday, January 4, 2012. The god of the mountain. One of my parents' dear friends is dying of brain cancer. He found out this last spring and there isn't anything left to be done. My mom and I took dinner to his family tonight. We know that death is a part of life, is in many ways essential to life. But you walk into their home, and see the man you know, your parents' friend, smart and kind and strong. You see his shaved head and his frail body, hands shaking,. Hear his whispered, earnest voice. Becau...
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Becca Fullerton: May 2011
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Friday, May 13, 2011. I will simply love. Love is a cup of hot tea and warm conversation. Love is holding your roommate when she wakes you up in the middle of the night. Love is making time for lunch during the busiest time of the year. Love is dropping everything to pick someone up. Love is a new coat given for no reason. Love is listening patiently to the same conversation 18 times. Love is honesty even when it is hard to hear and hard to say. Love is changing a lightbulb. Love is an open office door.
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Becca Fullerton: August 2010
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Monday, August 23, 2010. Out with the old. A new school year has officially begun. It's so weird to think of what I was doing this time last year. I never knew my life and my goals could change so much in one year. :). Anyway, I have what has to be the best schedule I've yet had. Then I go to Animal Physiology. I've heard great things about this professor and I've decided I like him with what information I've gathered from the one hour I spent in his class. Then Physiology lab on Thursday. That along wit...
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Becca Fullerton: July 2010
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Saturday, July 31, 2010. 100 things about me:. 1 I'm in my house alone and I decided to go through my cousin's blog because I'm not tired enough to go to bed, but I need to do something to distract me from the fact that I'm in my house alone. And she did one of these a long time ago and it seemed like fun. 2 I never slept alone in any place until college. I hate it. I could never live alone. 3 I love writing things about myself. Narcissistic much? 11 On that note, I think my favorite time of the year is ...
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Becca Fullerton: September 2010
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Saturday, September 25, 2010. We are the super rich. Yes, I am stealing this title, but I don't mean it sarcastically. I recently read a blog by the same name. Much is expected from those to whom much is given.". I'm frustrated by this country and by my own complete lack of perspective. I'm frustrated that we are so far removed from the poor that we could dare call ourselves by that name. I'm frustrated that I am really,. How can we have so much and. You do not have, because you do not ask. Adulterers, d...
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Becca Fullerton: Thankful Wednesday
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Wednesday, December 7, 2011. I am having a hard time being thankful right now. I'm stressed and really just sad and confused a lot of the time. So in honor of one of my favorite blogs mamamonk. I'm making a thankful list. In two days, I will be done with classes. One week and four finals after that, this horrible semester will finally, finally. Jimmy Stewart. I'm thankful for his voice and magnificent portrayal of George Bailey, and his general Jimmy-Stewartness. I get to go home next week. I am so thank...
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Becca Fullerton: above the ashes
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Wednesday, December 14, 2011. Don’t run any more. How softly it rains. On the roofs of the city. How perfect. All things are. Now, for the two of you. Waking up in a royal bed by a garret window. For a man and a woman. For one plant divided. Into masculine and feminine which longed for each other. Yes, this is my gift to you. On a bitter, bitter earth. Above the subterranean. Echo of clamorings and vows. So that now at dawn. You must be attentive. The tilt of a head,. Don't run anymore. Be Quiet.
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Becca Fullerton: the god of the mountain
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Wednesday, January 4, 2012. The god of the mountain. One of my parents' dear friends is dying of brain cancer. He found out this last spring and there isn't anything left to be done. My mom and I took dinner to his family tonight. We know that death is a part of life, is in many ways essential to life. But you walk into their home, and see the man you know, your parents' friend, smart and kind and strong. You see his shaved head and his frail body, hands shaking,. Hear his whispered, earnest voice. Becau...
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Becca Fullerton: December 2011
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Wednesday, December 14, 2011. Don’t run any more. How softly it rains. On the roofs of the city. How perfect. All things are. Now, for the two of you. Waking up in a royal bed by a garret window. For a man and a woman. For one plant divided. Into masculine and feminine which longed for each other. Yes, this is my gift to you. On a bitter, bitter earth. Above the subterranean. Echo of clamorings and vows. So that now at dawn. You must be attentive. The tilt of a head,. Don't run anymore. Be Quiet. I'm mak...
