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i love my life and everyone who is in it

I am at school preparing for my final NSU exam ever. I cannot put into words how exciting that is.

Do you know that feeling when you are watching a thunderstorm from afar and you can see the lightning and are waiting for the thunder? It is that sense of anticipation I am experiencing right now. 31 days. It is not that I am so ready for this chapter to end, as it is I am so eager to see what the next has in store for me.

I do not ruminate on how lucky I am to be in the position I am in; rather, I am enjoying watching the fruits of my labor blossom. I do not believe in luck. I believe that you make opportunities through hard work and being the kind of person others want to know and see succeed.

I find myself in the position of waking up every morning excited about life. I learn so much every day, and although that may be due to the fact that I am still a student and will be a student every day of the rest of my life, I relish the thought that there is so much more to learn. I love the prospect of walking into something new that I have never heard of or experienced before and then mastering it. Challenges are the spice of life. The power is derived from recognizing what you do know, and then complementing it with new information you gain.

House hunting. Nothing exciting like what I see on my favorite TV show House Hunters, but I do love the idea that I consider my current situation fantastic and permanent enough to engage in the thought process of potentially purchasing a domicile.

I struck the PA lottery jackpot.
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Location: Nova Southeastern University, 4850 Millenia Blvd, Orlando, FL 32839-6012, USA

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  1. Patty and Ty's AdventuresAugust 20, 2011 at 9:21 PM

    Love the new blog design and the posts!!! Hope boot camp is fun and can't wait to see you :)
    Love yooooou and I am SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!!

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