<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-430962166434426779</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:43:00.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and the world spins madly on</title><subtitle type='html'>we learn to live. we live to learn.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>michelle c.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04424815710040237735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGLXBumsqw0/TN9HeZG3zqI/AAAAAAAABWY/zmjtj-SytfA/S220/street%2Blights.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-430962166434426779.post-3954557047184835028</id><published>2012-01-07T02:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T03:05:44.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight, we are young</title><content type='html'>In 2006, I had just graduated high school and had just committed myself to a 6-year pharmacy program - a 2012 graduation date felt like forever. But here we are, in 2012 - I'm less than 5 months away from graduating...and now 2006 felt like forever ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the angst of having been on break for so long (I know, FWP), but recently I've been more anxious about the future than ever. Maybe it's because I just submitted my applications for 10 pharmacy residency programs, and now I play the waiting game to hear back about whether or not I'd be getting an interview with any of them. An interview that hardly even guarantees me a spot in the program, but a chance nonetheless. Maybe it's because the graduation date that I couldn't wait for is finally here, and now I wish I had a little more time (for what? I don't know, just more time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm afraid to "grow up", be an "adult", stop being a "college kid" - on the contrary, I'm actually looking forward to moving on - to doing new things, meeting new people, exploring a new city.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;So what is it?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well the only way I can explain it is that I feel like my feet are stuck in concrete blocks, riding a very slow&amp;nbsp;conveyor&amp;nbsp;belt...to somewhere. Where I'm basically not in control of how fast I'm moving and unsure of where I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right now there are just a lot of things up in the air - where everything hinges on if something else happens first. So I get anxious and stressed, and I worry. But then I remember that I'm 23 years old and I still have so. much. time.&amp;nbsp;I still have time to make mistakes, learn from them, and be better.&amp;nbsp;If Plan A doesn't work out then I'll just go with Plan B (pun not intended). You live and you learn, ya know?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If there's anything that I have learned with the beginning of every new year, it's that&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;everything will be okay.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;There are always going to be times when things seem tough, when things don't seem to be going your way, and you get yourself into a slump. Eventually you'll get yourself out of that hole, you find another way, and life will start to look up again. At the end of the year, you remember the good, the bad, and everything in between - and then you move on to the next.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Conclusion&lt;/i&gt;: I'm young, I've got time, everything will work out in the end, one way or another everything's going to be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; For some reason, this song just makes me feel like everything's going to be okay :) &amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/Sv6dMFF_yts/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sv6dMFF_yts&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sv6dMFF_yts&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we are young&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so let's set the world on fire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we can burn brighter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;than the sun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/430962166434426779-3954557047184835028?l=untitledexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/3954557047184835028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=430962166434426779&amp;postID=3954557047184835028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/3954557047184835028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/3954557047184835028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/2012/01/tonight-we-are-young.html' title='tonight, we are young'/><author><name>michelle c.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04424815710040237735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGLXBumsqw0/TN9HeZG3zqI/AAAAAAAABWY/zmjtj-SytfA/S220/street%2Blights.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-430962166434426779.post-5612203977446690341</id><published>2011-07-13T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T23:16:25.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth is nothing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;...what you believe to be true is everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.novafm.com.au/lib/images/video/waiting-for-forever-movie-trailer-with-rachel-bilson-468122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a world that is nothing short of complicated, there are still some things that could be as simple as love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/430962166434426779-5612203977446690341?l=untitledexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5612203977446690341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=430962166434426779&amp;postID=5612203977446690341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/5612203977446690341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/5612203977446690341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/2011/07/truth-is-nothing.html' title='the truth is nothing...'/><author><name>michelle c.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04424815710040237735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGLXBumsqw0/TN9HeZG3zqI/AAAAAAAABWY/zmjtj-SytfA/S220/street%2Blights.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-430962166434426779.post-9083176426753530612</id><published>2011-07-12T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T21:44:01.142-04:00</updated><title type='text'>take a chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229526_10150182301582520_80165397519_6854762_3575036_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/430962166434426779-9083176426753530612?l=untitledexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/9083176426753530612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=430962166434426779&amp;postID=9083176426753530612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/9083176426753530612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/9083176426753530612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/2011/07/take-chance.html' title='take a chance'/><author><name>michelle c.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04424815710040237735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGLXBumsqw0/TN9HeZG3zqI/AAAAAAAABWY/zmjtj-SytfA/S220/street%2Blights.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-430962166434426779.post-5293924474402748197</id><published>2011-07-10T20:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T20:59:18.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome weekends make for depressing weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://image.spreadshirt.com/image-server/image/composition/18326951/view/1/producttypecolor/5/type/png/width/378/height/378/every-day-i-m-shuffling-toddler-shirts_design.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes we are &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/430962166434426779-5293924474402748197?l=untitledexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5293924474402748197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=430962166434426779&amp;postID=5293924474402748197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/5293924474402748197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/5293924474402748197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/2011/07/awesome-weekends-make-for-depressing.html' title='awesome weekends make for depressing weeks'/><author><name>michelle c.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04424815710040237735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGLXBumsqw0/TN9HeZG3zqI/AAAAAAAABWY/zmjtj-SytfA/S220/street%2Blights.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-430962166434426779.post-521668534470823504</id><published>2011-06-02T22:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T22:23:37.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nothing is forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy the present for what it is. and thats exactly what it is - a gift. kids dont unwrap a birthday present and just stare at it and thinks about how one day that toy might run out of batteries or when they're going to outgrow it. nobody buys new clothes and just stares at it thinking about how one day it might get worn out or when it goes out of fashion. so why should anybody stare at the things we have have now and think about when it might go away and no longer be? nothing is forever, that is a fact. but that doesn't mean we should just sit and mope about the inevitable end. things have to go away for new things to come into our lives. sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worst. but thats another topic for another day. its like when you're on a vacation and in the last day or two, you kinda start dragging your feet and moping cus you know that soon you're going to have to go back to the real world - to your job, to your problems, back to all the stress. and even though it may be true and it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; sad, it doesnt mean we should let it ruin the rest of our vacation -- it just means you have to make it that much more worth it. it means you party a little harder, stay up a little later, and milk it for every last bit of fun left! so just because some of my close friends might be moving away or i might be graduated or i might not play for my teams anymore, doesn't mean i should just sit and have a pity party about it. it means i should &lt;i&gt;stop&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;having a pity party and instead spend my time with the people i love and make the most out of the time we have left. &lt;b&gt;so here's to an unforgettable summer and making memories that we'll remember no matter where we may end up &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/430962166434426779-521668534470823504?l=untitledexistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untitledexistence.blogspot.com/feeds/521668534470823504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=430962166434426779&amp;postID=521668534470823504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/430962166434426779/posts/default/521668534470823504'/><link 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