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A little change...

So, as you can see, my blog got a makeover! Much more fun, plus then you can just pick whatever picture looks good to you and find out what's inside. LOL. It's like a little Danielle rant PRESENT! Yay!

Relay over, I raised $625 THANK YOU! I got to walk for a bit with the president of the university and the VP for my division. Very cool. The silent lap made me bawl. They played "If I Die Young" by The Band Perry. I guess some people interpret this song as morbid. I however, with my experience pull something very different from it... I played it over and over all last summer. Meaning of the song

This weekend was my last "Duty" weekend of the semester, THANKYOU. I slept 7 hours in 2 days, that is not good for someone who's used to getting between 8-10 per night. I might be a little goofy this week, cross your fingers for me.

The students leave here May 18th, I can barely hold in my excitement! I think we have a lot of funny personalities this year, lots of them are silly and charming, are going to be good students. But, for whatever reason, I've got a few in particular who are just as rowdy, if not more so now than when they came. It doesn't bode well for their future, but unfortunately, I would get fired if I literally "beat" the sense into them, (sometimes I consider it) so they will have to do it the hard way.

My senior gift came in, I did digital "brag books" from walgreens, they look awesome. Lots of pictures of all the staff, kind of like a mini yearbook for them to keep.

Erica is coming this week! She's flying over! Erica is Jason's cousin, she's going to live in our spare room and do an "internship" at Jason's lab for a few weeks this summer to gain experience. She's at UofM doing sciency stuff, so I'm sure this will help her gain some experience and whatnot. I'm getting all prepped for her to be here. I'm excited and ready to share Albany with her. I think it's fun to show someone around your "home town". Doing the touristy things makes you realize how much is available to you that you never take advantage of and do.

I read something in my chinese horoscope for this year that it's a big year for me in terms of career, new skills at the very least. That was hopeful to read and I'm glad I did. It was a rough week emotionally with everything at work, I need something to look forward to. Of course I bought the book and read up on Jason, Brett, my mom and dad.... will work around to everyone eventually. I like stuff like that. I think some people find it a little eccentric, (Jason calls it voodoo) but unfortunately for them my round with cancer only increased my curiousness with the "unseen" of this world and the next.

Sometimes I wonder if one of the more "difficult" aspects of my personality is that I've always demanded that people around me be a little more "open" than they are more comfortable with or ready for. Whether that is spiritual stuff, our own cultural biases, politics, etc. I can't remember not ever being with the "in" crowd on anything like that, always a little farther "out there" which made people defensive or sometimes trying to reel me back in, or even monitor themselves because they know that some of their verbal habits upset me.

Anyways, just a little tidbit about what I read in a book and how it made me feel, and the recent personal insight that accompanied me sharing it out in a public atmosphere.

Either way, I believe "a change.... will do me good!" (Thanks Sheryl Crow). In the meantime, I'm still finding hope in random, and maybe a little unorthodox places.... For me, still one less thing to worry about...

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