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Wednesday, July 25th, 2012
6:52 am - update
married 5 years, 2 kids....happy, tx, 3 dogs....christian

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Wednesday, February 8th, 2006
10:43 am - Touching Base
I'm Baaaaaaaaaack!!! Not really. I just noticed someone trying to hack my livejournal account and it pissed me off, so I came in and marked some of my journal entries as private.

I miss you guys. My life is great. Livejournal and Myspace are too addicting. I prefer to just live life.

Drop me a line via email if you want to chat: sidrsen@yahoo.com

Von, Alex, Mark, Amy, Mary -- you guys should have my cell number you can call me if you want.

Ciao peeps!!!

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Friday, March 11th, 2005
6:45 pm - Just checking In
It's been a long time. I have a habit of disappearing.

Time to go.

current mood: calm

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Sunday, May 25th, 2003
8:10 am - Welcome
Transitory, I suppose we all change. Well I miss you. I will contact you, one by one.

current mood: contemplative

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Thursday, October 31st, 2002
12:45 pm - hi
still living...hi nita!

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Wednesday, October 16th, 2002
8:43 am
Banana covered chocolate brownies for breakfast!!!! Yum!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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8:38 am - L.H.
walking on the docks, watching the sun set and the moon through the clouds, laying down for a while and resting by the water, thinking about here and now, and the future, climbing the barbwire fence, say goodbye, and drive away.

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8:29 am
This is the commencement speech by the writer Anna Quindlen to the graduates at Villanova this year.

It's a great honor for me to be the third member of my family to receive an honorary doctorate from this great university. It's an honor to follow my great Uncle Jim, who was a gifted physician, and my Uncle Jack, who is a remarkable businessman. Both of them could have told you something important about their professions, about medicine or commerce.

I have no specialized field of interest or expertise, which puts me at a disadvantage talking to you today. I'm a novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know. Don't ever confuse the two, your life and your work. The second is only part of the first. Don't ever forget what a friend once wrote Senator Paul Tsongas when the senator decided not to run for re-election because he had been diagnosed with cancer: "No man ever said on his deathbed, 'I wish I had spent more time at the office.'" Don't ever forget the words my father sent me on a postcard last year: "If you win the rat race, you're still a rat." Or what John Lennon wrote before he was gunned down in the driveway of the Dakota: "Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans."

You will walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one else has. There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree; there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on a bus, or in a car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank account but your soul. People don't talk about the soul very much anymore. It's so much easier to write a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is a cold comfort on a winter night, or when you're sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you've gotten back the test results and they're not so good.

Here is my resume: I am a good mother to three children. I have tried never to let my profession stand in the way of being a good parent. I no longer consider myself the center of the universe. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh.

I am a good friend to my husband. I have tried to make marriage vows mean what they say. I am a good friend to my friends, and they to me. Without them, there would be nothing to say to you today, because I would be a cardboard cutout. But I call them on the phone, and I meet them for lunch.

I would be rotten, or at best mediocre at my job, if those other things were not true. You cannot be really first rate at your work if your work is all you are. So here's what I wanted to tell you today:

Get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger paycheck, the larger house. Do you think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast? Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over Seaside Heights, a life in which you stop and watch how a red tailed hawk circles over the water or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a Cheerio with her thumb and first finger.

Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone. Send an e-mail. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beers and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister.

All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough.

It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of our kids' eyes, the way the melody in a symphony rises and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live. I learned to live many years ago. Something really, really bad happened to me, something that changed my life in ways that, if I had my druthers, it would never have been changed at all. And what I learned from it is what, today, seems to be the hardest lesson of all: I learned to love the journey, not the destination.

I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned. By telling them this:

Consider the lilies of the field. Look at the fuzz on a baby's ear. Read in the backyard with the sun on your face. Learn to be happy. And think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion, as it ought to be lived.

current mood: accomplished

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Monday, October 14th, 2002
8:33 am

What Is Your True Aura Colour?

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8:21 am
good morning my dear
i never felt this way before
morning sun has risen above
and I am not sleeping anymore

good morning my dear
my life is mine again
i can see you in my mind
through the window without the rain

oh let me in,
i want to be a part of this
oh let me in,
i have found heaven in a kiss

and i won't bend a knee
to the world that surrounds me
i won't live a life
in a world that exists beneath the sea

i'm swimming up

good morning my dear
i am holding out my hand
to the universe and the single life
who is lost in the desert like a single grain of sand

oh let me in
i want to be a part of this, life
oh let me in,
i have found heaven in a kiss

good morning my dear
i never felt this way before
morning sun has risen above
and I am not sleeping anymore

oh let me in
i want to be a part of this
oh let me in,
i have found heaven in a kiss

and we won't bend our knees
to the reality that surrounds you
and you can scream it to the devils around
we're gonna break out of this town
out of this life and world and this dreamin'
oh let me in
i want to be a part of this
life your livin in
oh let me in

let me in
let me in
let me in

let me dive into your cup

we're swimming up

oh let me in
i want to be a part of this
life you're living in,
i have found heaven in your kiss

current mood: refreshed

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Friday, October 11th, 2002
11:59 pm - wishing for you
I am wishing for you to be here with me
I don't know why I crave you
but I do
and I will continue to

I just met you a few weeks ago
but you are always on my mind now

it sucks that we can't spend some time together
why do you have to live so far away

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Thursday, June 6th, 2002
10:38 am - All about me... (written in A minor C major)
I can't say that I should complain, my life it seems is so much better, better than the rainy days, better than the old stale rhymes, better than the nightmare of never coming home.

Maybe I should pray that the world could share my soul, then perhaps we wouldn't feel so lonely, like the old man by the rail road, and that woman getting wet, the poor son who is crying cause noone is listening.

You know, I want to hear your heart beating, and I will hold your hand, you don't have to promise me anything, you don't need to understand.

Just feel comfort in your life, for one moment at least, I don't need anything for this moment, because at this moment it is all about me.

I don't have a horrible life, my belly is full and my soul, my soul remembers all that it should, like the young girl in the mall with small t-shirt, and the old days when the tv was the radio.

Maybe I should be a hero and try to save the universe, the perhaps we wouldn't be afraid of living, like the little boy in the parking lot sand box, and the secretary mom who dreams of Hawaii on her lunch break.

You know, I want to hear your heart beating, and I will hold your hand, you don't have to promise me anything, you don't need to understand.

Just feel comfort in your life, for one moment at least, I don't need anything for this moment, because at this moment it is all about me.

We make promises,
I make promises,
you made promises...

You know, I want to hear your heart beating, and I will hold your hand, you don't have to promise me anything, you don't need to understand.

Just feel comfort in your life, for one moment at least, I don't need anything for this moment, because at this moment it is all about me.

I can't say that I should complain, my life it seems is so much better, better than the rainy days, better than the old stale rhymes, better than the nightmare of never coming home.

Maybe I should pray that the world could share my soul, then perhaps we wouldn't feel so lonely.

current mood: content

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Thursday, April 25th, 2002
6:36 pm - Broken Meter
You know, I can feel my whole life changing,
I don't know whose soul I'm wearing
now.
But it's not like me to stop and see,
if it will ever ever be.

So I guess I'll close my eyes and keep on going,
I'll hope for something -never knowing
myself.
Too bad it's not today that I'll stop and pray,
I can't ever be that way.

current mood: contemplative

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8:20 am
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Visionary, revolutionary, vigilante - these descriptions all fit you well. You are thoroughly disgusted with society and humanity as a whole, and you have several rather diabolical plans to reshape it to fit your designs. You're probably a loner, and most people think you're crazy. That's just because they don't understand, though, and you'll show them someday anyway. Heh heh heh. You are known to become very passionate about many causes, have torrid love affairs, and be seen as a either a demagogue or a hero to the proletariat masses.


Be cool! Take the What Do You Want Out Of Life? Quiz

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Wednesday, April 24th, 2002
1:45 pm - Dear Journal
Well the day is quickly running by, and I have not accomplished a single thing of economic importance.

I need a change.


Take care everyone.

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Tuesday, January 8th, 2002
9:00 pm - Poem
I wrote this poem a long, long time ago. 11 years ago. I had a friend who was "in love" with my best friend at the time. She inspired me. I wrote it in a little red book, and never admitted that I wrote it about her.

It was lost in obscurity, among passages about Heather Herman's frog ring, Chris Ditchman's need to be right, and of course the Smurfs (don't ask -I won't tell).

If you read this, let me know what you think. I was kid when I wrote it.

I never titled my poems back then. But I'll title it now.

"True Image"

Tonight the moonlight glows,
upon a fairy ring
of stone and grass and snow,
all the songs of all the land are sung.
And it is done. It is at its end.
In the circle sits a princess,
Oberon be wary, it is your queen.
And she weeps.
Not because it is the end of days,
but for love of you forever
always.

~ Sen


You know, I don't forget, and I still feel.

-me

current mood: melancholy

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Friday, November 2nd, 2001
7:20 am
I gave up sweets: one week, and only one slice of apple pie...but now I am confused...

I am sitting at work drinking my Starbucks Mocha and staring, just staring mind you at a Blueberry Muffin...

Is it healthy, or is it a sweet?


My gears are turning, I am stuck in the mental filabuster of utter nonsense and discontent.

current mood: contemplative

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Thursday, September 27th, 2001
10:49 am - Long Time
1. I've been a recluse and focusing on my innerself and family. Sorry to all my friends.

2. I am trying to become a loving brother to my older sister Sheuli, we haven't been "friends" for over 12 years. She is now a mom, and I am an uncle...times change.

3. I lost 4 really good frineds in New York, One of them was a person that I met at a random lolapalooza concert. When i met him, he was a punker who flirted with my girlfriend. Since that day, he an I have been like two lost souls, randomly finding eachother...we both ended up at Vanderbilt University (yeah, NEVER judge a book by its cover), we hardly hung out....after college he went off to Boston, I went back to Cleveland. We met again at a Haloween Party in Mass, friends as always, I met his amazing wife, and his new born boy (Damien Reid), Without even knowing it, we both were working for the same firm...Morgan Stanley. He was transfered to new york early last year, worked on floor 32 of tower 2. Without really knowing it, he was a great friend.

4. I was in New York, but nowhere near the towers.

5. I realize that I really miss Veronica. She has always been a close friend...blood. And lately neither of us has tried to hold on to the other too hard...times change. But she was the best friend I ever had...she always kept me tough, and kept me focused on the important things...it's hard to focus on important things without her.

6.My work is good...and I am meeting new people. One of whom, has me really active and excited. We went back to newyork to volunteer. We went to Chicago (just because for me, she had to work).

7. I've been writing everyday and want to share it with some people: Veronica, Amy, Suji, Sal, Darin, Lala, and others...will get around to it.

8. When silent, I think I am only 17....its cool to realize that I am 2...time really does fly.

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Tuesday, August 7th, 2001
9:39 am - Quiz Stolen from Jewels
8:51a
1. Who was the last person you yelled at?
My assistant.

2. Who was the last person you kissed?
Christy C.

3. What was the last memorable book you read?
Harry Potter, S. Stone

4. When did you last dance?
Sunday Night

5. What's the last thing you want to hear from your parents?
We're moving in.

6. When did you last go for a walk in the park?
Monday evening.

7. When did you last do your ironing?
this morning. I don't do *my own* ironing, that's what dry cleaning is for (snob, snob, snob)

8. When was the last time you smiled all day?
Yesterday.

9. What color of socks do you normally wear?
black

10. Did you ever attend a private school?
yes, college, Vanderbilt University

11. Do you like stuffed animals?
Stuffed Pink Pigs

12. Have you ever smashed pumpkins?
every halloween since the sixth grade

14. Can you quote Shakespeare?
yes, but why?

15. Do you like playing baseball?
NO.

16. Are you a neat freak?
sometimes

17. What is the worst injury you have ever given someone?
Phsycological: Broken Heart and Soul, V. Fair
Physical: Broken Ribs and Collarbone, collapsed lung, and chipped vertabrae, H.Levi (he was an asshole and deserved it)

18. Do you ever eat lemons plain?
no

19. Have you ever fired a gun?
4 years of Army training will do that to you...

20. Do you own any knee-high boots?
no

22. Do you like swimming in lakes?
yes...but not lake erie...

23. Have you ever streaked at a football game or any other public event?
yes

24. What is your favorite gemstone?
opal

25. Have you gone on many blind dates?
define many. I've gone on six.

26. Has someone done something extra nice for you?
Yes! I have the bestest friends.

27. Did you have a crush on any of your teachers?
Of course...

28. Have you ever been lost in a bad part of a city?
I was lost in Fair Port Harbor with a girlfriend once, and once in Disney World when I was 6.

29. Would you rather have a mint or fruit flavored gum?
mint

30. Do you have road rage?
I guess

32. Do you ever eat food right out of cans or jars?
yes

33. Has your mind ever gone blank?
huh?

34. Have you ever met anyone interesting at the laundry mat?
yes.

36. Are you kind?
just to the people I love, and the homeless, otherwise I am an asshole with a knack for creating evil.

37. Would you give a needy person the shirt off your back?
of course

38. Do you have any beanie babies?
no comment

39. Would you rather be hot or cold?
hot

40. Is the glass half full, or empty?
does it matter

41. Do you exercise or work out regularly?
yes

42. Could you kill if your life was threatened?
no, If someone who I loved was threatened, then yes

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Friday, July 20th, 2001
11:06 pm - Fireball
Just felt like writing that word. Today I actually miss my friend the fireball. I am a bit cold and a bit bored, and fire is so exciting.

Sometimes we all could use a good explosion.

current mood: hyper

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