I'm doing 21 things
It’s been 7 full months since I packed my bags and moved out here for my year of service. 3 more left. I’m struggling with rent, my phone bill got disconnected, and while everyone I know is poor, I seem to be the poorest. Can’t wait to finish. I have some rough roads ahead that I have to brave out though. Well, goodnight.
thejanejetson's Life List
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1. finish my 1700 hour committment to AmeriCorps
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2. become a nurse
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3. make my relationship work
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4. swear less
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5. Quit Smoking
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6. Be more confident at singing
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7. read a book a week
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8. drive a motorcycle
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9. have nice abs
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10. take a road trip with friends
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11. be more outgoing
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12. Visit Italy
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13. be a model
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14. Drag race
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15. make my own clothes
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16. do something about how many women are raped
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17. Heal
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18. identify 100 things that make me happy (besides money)
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19. Have a baby
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20. Send a postcard to Postsecret
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21. stick to a budget
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How I did it
It made me
spectrum of emotions 
How I did it: I started dating when I was 12. I fell in love when I was 19. So I figure it took 5 years of non-stop dating. I met a lot of guys, dated a lot of guys and eventually found the one that was different. No particular reason... no matter what he does, where he goes, who he sees- I'll love him. I can forgive him for anything and I have forgiven him for things I wouldn't dream of tolerating from others. I love him more than I can possibily love… Read how I did it…
It made me
thrilled 
How I did it: My friend/ coworker organized the hike and I was invited along for the ride. I was invited a week in advance but didn't commit to go until the night before. I went out for drinks with coworkers after work and they begged me to come along. I gave in to the pressure and decided at about 6pm the night before the hike that I was going. I went home and packed some comfortable clothes to hike in, grabbed my hiking boots and socks, a few snacks:… Read how I did it…
Recent entries
The more I talk to people, the more I find out- I’m not the only one. In fact I’d say right around half of the people I share this secret with tell me a similar story about themselves. Why has this happened to so many people? Why don’t we do anything? A lot of times, I’d venture to say, most of the time- It’s friends or boyfriends that take advantage. Not strangers, like we fear. How does someone recover from such a violation of trust? How can you love having suffered this experience? Why do most of us sweep it under the rug, as if ignoring the experience means it never happened? So I don’t know what I can do. But I’m working on brainstorming PSAs or something.
1. morning coffee with lots of cream and sugar
2. comfy bedding
3. hearing, “I love you” no matter who the source is
4. good memories
5. helping people
6. reading poetry
7. understanding the poetry I read
8. leaves changing colors
9. comfort food
10. not wearing socks or shoes
