Day 20: Your fears – 5 July 2011
My biggest fear is that something bad happens to my family or friends and they don’t know how much I love them. I try and tell everyone every time I see them ut living so far away its more difficult.
My psychology teacher always said that it s not your heart that feels – its your brain – but I disagree. I know that my heard does feel and sometimes its so full of emotion it is difficult to get out, and I do love so many people with all my heart and soul and I don’t want any of them to not know.
Day 21: How you hope your future will be like – 6 July 2011
Happy.
Isn’t that all I can really ask for? who knows what my life in the future will look like – but I’m just want to be happy. If I were to predict what my life would look like now when I was 18 – it would not bee where I am now. I doubt I would have thought I would be living in Australia – or that I would be single and not own a dog. But this is where I’m at and I love it.
Maybe I’ll get married in the future and start my own family, or maybe I’ll be a sing mom and adopt a little one – who knows. A this pint I’m not counting anything out. I will try and keep making good decisions that make me happy and if I succeed my future is bound to be great.
Day 22: Your academics – 7 July 2011
Lets see I started pre-school at 4 years old and went onto Kindergarten. I graduated grade 6 in 1995 from Normandy Elementary School – home of the dolphins. I then went on to become a Knight at Ken Caryl Middle School for Grade 7 and 8. Went through and ended up at Columbine High School and graduated as a Rebel in 2001.
I was accepted to Colorado State University and danced as a Golden Pom for 3 years (Go Rams!!). I graduated in 2005 but decided I wasn’t done with school – so I kept going for my masters. Got a Master of Science in Accounting (dork!) and graduated in 2006 after writing my pro-paper titled, “A Study of the Correlation Between Market Specialists and Industry Concentration and Their Effect on Audit Fees.” (super dork!).
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