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my life as a bumble bee: February 2010
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My life as a bumble bee. Just stopping to smell the flowers. Sunday, February 21, 2010. Korea Animal Rescue Center/ ASAN Shelter. Dear Previous Pet Owners of Korea,. Please stop abandoning your dogs. My name is hj. Thursday, February 11, 2010. The Verve, Bitter Sweet Symphony 1997. See the latest featured music videos. Strolling with open windows,. Breathing in fresh sounds emitting . From the familiar streets. Walking through the crowded memories. Swirls of smoke mix past the ears. Drenched by the rain.
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Stardust | Kiss My Wrist
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November 11, 2008 in Uncategorized. Lately I’ve been feeling a disconnect. You know what I think it is? A sense of importance. I have everything I could ever possibly have wanted, and yet I want more– I think I want to prove somehow that I’m an important human being, that I can make a difference as one person, like President Obama already has, or other great and life-altering people who’ve walked the earth. Dbae in the bique. Eat, Love, Pray, Work. That Time Gloria Was In Jordan. Yellow is the New Black.
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Running Amok | Kiss My Wrist
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October 12, 2008 in Uncategorized. Life is so full these days. Not complete, but I finally feel like I’m not just living in my own faraway dream world, but it’s coming present now. As much as I love education and learning, I’m also really thankful to God that I’m developing real-life experiences and skills and meeting so many great and wonderful and caring and inspiring people. My heart melts with thankfulness! Busy trying to get everything all finished up! Outline Of A Cloud. A Lover’s star. 8216;Cause ...
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Stories of a Nurse | Kiss My Wrist
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Stories of a Nurse. October 27, 2008 in Uncategorized. Anyway, so here’s a conversation that would ensue:. 8220;Mr. Sanger Ave! You’re all wet! You should have called me for the urinal! Proceeds to get a Clinical Tech and diapers/wipes to clean him up*. 8220;What’s the point? Nobody comes when I call for it anyway.”. At this point, I’m washing him*. 8220;Oh– you’re mad at me. You’re mad because I didn’t come fast enough. You’ve got a grudge against me! You don’t trust me anymore! Black Clinical Tech 1.
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A Desire To Be Healthy | Kiss My Wrist
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A Desire To Be Healthy. November 25, 2008 in Uncategorized. I cried during the retreat– and I haven’t cried over something God revealed to me in a long time. Why is it that I became so unhealthy in the first place? I think that kind of logic is more detrimentally strange than something like believing God could love us and send His Son to save us. Are you with me? I don’t have the answer, but I have peace. Dbae in the bique. Eat, Love, Pray, Work. That Time Gloria Was In Jordan. Yellow is the New Black.
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Pace | Kiss My Wrist
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August 26, 2009 in Uncategorized. I realize that being a nurse and being an artist are two different monsters. They both have a completely different make. As a nurse, I run around all day, most of my conversations with patients or co-workers are related to care or medicine, with jokes and gossip typically taking place in the medication room or conference room. I realize that the two have vastly differing paces. Either way, I need some human interaction after doing a lot of soul searching.
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my life as a bumble bee: April 2009
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My life as a bumble bee. Just stopping to smell the flowers. Wednesday, April 29, 2009. Haikubecause I'm so bored at work! Ready to skip water. My name is hj. Tuesday, April 28, 2009. Don't forget about the simple things in life. Could there be a better surprise on the corner of a sidewalk? Die Kwon Jeng Che". A little child's scribbles on the brick wall in an abandoned neighborhood. Somewhat creepy, but kind of cool. HmmmI wonder who uses this ladder. An RV doubling as a home and a coffee shop. This wha...
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my life as a bumble bee: untitled
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My life as a bumble bee. Just stopping to smell the flowers. Wednesday, April 14, 2010. Eyes gaze into a daydream. Forgetting feelings of the present reality,. The mind moves through possibilities. Sliding through the wet paint, . The brush sweeps strokes. Evoking new dimensions of color. Bright sounds cast shadows in warm hues,. As water dillutes to the tunes of walking hums,. And the heart rests under a willow tree. Hands collide to the down beets, . Entangled mess of bliss. My name is hj. My name is hj.
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my life as a bumble bee: October 2009
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My life as a bumble bee. Just stopping to smell the flowers. Saturday, October 10, 2009. Yes, it might sound extremely clique, but isn't it funny how things like this happen and leave us with these non drug induced highs laced with EUREKA? 160;Again, going back to a pervious post, it's not about the end result, it's about the process. The process doesn't always end up the way we. PS I've been inside for 3 hours and I'm still cold. Let's hope I don't get sick! 160; . My name is hj. My name is hj. If So...
