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		<title>GeT oUtTa MySpAcE!!!!!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 00:44:03 +0000</pubDate>
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The topic Space, why what do you mean? Are we talking about the final frontier, the room used for trophies that&#8217;s totally empty, or like everyone else&#8217;s ur bedroom. Well the previouse topic was relationships. Combine relationships and space and you get Myspace. LOL. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=241&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>This topic is about to be twisted and made into sweet lemonade&#8230;&#8230;</p>
<p>The topic Space, why what do you mean? Are we talking about the final frontier, the room used for trophies that&#8217;s totally empty, or like everyone else&#8217;s ur bedroom. Well the previouse topic was relationships. Combine relationships and space and you get Myspace. LOL. I know your thinking that i&#8217;m gonna go way off topic and lose more points, well i&#8217;m not. Myspace is the perfect topic for such a discussion.</p>
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<p>Myspace.com is a majorly international space for meeting new people, dating, friendships and other methods and reasons for communication. It is also an International apartment building, full of personalised spaces within it&#8217;s domain. Think about it when we all started our myspace pages it had a white background and some plain black lettering, no pictures or videos, and no friends to share it with. Then we used our personal styles and our own thoughts to develop and publish pages that were very personal and intimate.</p>
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<p>Myspace.com is one of the top english laguage based and the sixth top in any language. It is international. From Australia, to North America m to Germany, To China, To Iceland , and many other exotic and distant places around this wonderful globe we call Earth. We get our accounts and find codes and secret techniques to make letters and marquee&#8217;s flow accross or rain down the screen. We choose the right song of the week to display how we are feeling and what we are about. We add pictures and friends to display who we like, what we like and how we like it to be displayed. Everything in that space, one page, is yours and you can do whatever you may wish with it as long as you are decent and moral.</p>
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<p>I think myspace is ingenius. As a human being we all need to have our space. It&#8217;s a part of our basic instincts. When we are born we push things around, we adopt and adapt to where we are, the contents of the space we are in and we adjust it to how we want things to be. Well the makers of mypace have taken the elementary thought of personalization andcommunication and have made it available to the worldwide community of the tech generation ccausing an epidemic use of the site.</p>
<p>My myspace right now is being totally gutted and reconstructed. I took all the about me and profile information and scrapped it. I am becoming a new person and i am ready to let the world in. I am a person in a stage where I feel alone and i have a hard shell on display for all the world. I let that show in my page by adding a dark black on black on gray design for my background. I have updated my pictures and let the world see me now. I have change and everytime i do, so does my myspace page. I don&#8217;t care if it&#8217;s the music i&#8217;m into for the time or for the way my page is laid out. I may be feeling all ordinary one day and the next day i feel all together&#8230;. </p>
<p>Spaces are an interior designers dream&#8230; my dream. I love to see any empty space and mentally deck it out with all the latest fads, trends, and craves. I have in my only one thing, a designers job is to interpret the space through the inspirations of the owner. I get paid every now and again to interior design on peoples myspace pages. I ask them a few questions and get a few samples of music, colors, and or graphic. When i get a sense of their personality i can become a great as the one and only Leonardo DaVinci, but only when i get there points and views. I interpret their space through their eyes as they may want it to look.<br />
     So i leave you with a thought what does your design say about you&#8230;..( be it fashion, your bedroom, or ur myspace page). </p>
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		<title>Relationships 101</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 21:46:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I would just like to openly apologize for posting this so late! Dance has just taken over my life and i rarely have free time anymore!
Relationships, how do we go about describing one? Well, we all go through the day with encountering at least one relationship, either good or complicated. Family, friends, significant others, what [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=239&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I would just like to openly apologize for posting this so late! Dance has just taken over my life and i rarely have free time anymore!</p>
<p>Relationships, how do we go about describing one? Well, we all go through the day with encountering at least one relationship, either good or complicated. Family, friends, significant others, what truly defines a good relationship from a bad one? Since we all come from different backgrounds, and have very different life styles, we will most likely never have a duplicate of the same one relationship.</p>
<p>In the movie we watched in class the other day, we saw how one family&#8217;s life had its ups and downs, and highs and lows! Can a brother and sister fall in love with each other? Can a man get his family back by faking a terminal illness? What about a Dad trying to prepare for the expected? I feel that movies really do teach us about life.</p>
<p>A brother and sister relationship can simply be described as a loving freindship that should last a life time. Is it bad to love your sibling in a way that our society does not accept? The answer can only rely within. Love is about sharing that part of you, that few will ever understand.  Love makes the world go round!</p>
<p>What if i told you i had an illness that will lead to my death in a few weeks. Yeah, some of you prolly would not care, but that is besides the point. Do we really only see what we have or had untill it is gone? A father is a figure that should always be there for his children and loving wife. Expecting his family to take him in after years of leaving them out in the cold is not the most pleasent suprise we want to be placed on our sholders. In the movie, the dad seemed to want to make everything the way life is supposed to end up. If he gets the girl or not really did not matetr to him, all he wanted was a relationship that he could call home.</p>
<p>My mom told me a saying that i keep with me everyday, &#8220;Always expect the unexpected.&#8221; All the boys dad wanted was for them to be safe. After his wife passed away, Chaz only had (for the meantime) a relationship with his 2 sons. He would always worry about the kids saftey, and worked their fingers to the bone. The day of the wedding, he never expected for his boys to get hit by a car. Luckily, they did not get hurt, but we can all see that Chaz needs to expect the unexpected.</p>
<p>Relationships 101 has ended. Thank you and have a wonderfull Thanks giving!</p>
<p>Aaron Smith</p>
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		<title>&#8220;idk&#8230;my bff, rose?&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 16:36:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, besides the fact I am CLEARLY posting this late (for reasons not really worth mentioning), I still really do not know what to go on for this topic.  So I suppose I will just go on about the different realtionships we can find in life, aaaaand probably throw in one too many of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=234&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Well, besides the fact I am CLEARLY posting this late (for reasons not really worth mentioning), I still really do not know what to go on for this topic.  So I suppose I will just go on about the different realtionships we can find in life, aaaaand probably throw in one too many of mine.</p>
<p>We all need to realize that no matter where we go, atleast while we&#8217;re in college, we have realtionships that exist with those we run in to. Although I come from &#8220;down-river&#8221; (That is south of detroit for you lucky people) and most of a few of my friends have also moved on to attending WSU, we find outselves in a totally new soicety of possible friendships and possibilites. Coming from a School where I knew the same damn people for 4 years, and couldn&#8217;t seem to get rid of them, to attending a University where I will rarely see the same person in a class again (unless they&#8217;re in my program) is a relief for me. I&#8217;m not -exactly- saying that I hated highschool by any means, but it was sure not &#8220;the best of time&#8221; that everyone claims them to be. </p>
<p>I was captain of the swim team, I did tennis for two year (only to let my bad knee to get the best of me), did marching band for four years, and also didn&#8217;t jazz band for four years. Clearly you may be quick to throw on that &#8220;Band Fag&#8221; label, and be my guest. The best of my memories of those high school days come from my first 2 years of marching band and performing which, by the end of the competitve season, became your family. I love swimming, I&#8217;ve done it for 6 years total and hold both swimming and marching band close to my heart. Those that have tried both and stayed with it (if they enjoyed it) surely can look back and share some memories with close friends they still have today. Although I was one of the few, I was friends with, litierally, everyone in the band. Our marching band was a size of 110 at its max, and this is quite a large number of people to get along with. However, who really are these &#8220;friends&#8221; that we so casually give the name to?</p>
<p>College for me was a great time of finding out who my real friends are. Justin, Jeff, Jon, Jessica, Adam, and Casey, are now more than ever to be realized to be my true friends. Those that stay with you through the changing of high school to college life are truely your friends. Although the only ones I get to see often are Jeff and Justin, the rest we get to keep in touch through facebook. Those that we can somehow manage to keep in contact with will clearly be the ones who you can call in the event if your car breaks down, or someone there to talk to when your significant other leaves you. My now distinct circle of friends are just one of the few things that helps me get through this life of studying all the time while trying to hold a job and keep in touch with your friends. I almost hate to mention it, so I will keep it short, but it must be said. </p>
<p>I love my girlfriend Sarah. Without her, I do not know where the hell I would be mentally right now. I dealt with suicide when I was younger, years before I even met her, but never really got over it. I was in a solid 2 year slump untill I found her. I&#8217;m not saying that realtionships are everything, or that you need to be in one to be happy, but for some people they just need that connection with someone else to feel whole again. Once again, to keep this short, we have now been together for 2 years and I am ever so lucky to have met my &#8220;highschool sweetheart&#8221; and to be still with her today.</p>
<p>College brings about trying times to which we all must suffer through, but in the end we come out a whole new person who can rise above any challenge and deal witih many of the issues they have previously thought to be impossible.</p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 01:37:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I spent all day trying to think about how to attack this blog topic, and nothing really worthy of discussion came to mind to me, until I finished having a conversation with someone I hadn&#8217;t seen in a very long time, when lights really began to flicker back on.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I spent all day trying to think about how to attack this blog topic, and nothing really worthy of discussion came to mind to me, until I finished having a conversation with someone I hadn&#8217;t seen in a very long time, when lights really began to flicker back on.</p>
<p>Relationships, in all forms, will continue to be a facet of your life until your ultimate departure from this world. Life, being a collection of experiences you share with the people you meet along the way,  is made up of relationships and the miscellaneous tidbits they entail. We have choices involved with everyone we meet, and the outcomes of those choices ultimatley shape our lives. Our friends, our family, our peers, our colleagues, our partners, our significant others, we have so many relationships with so many people, each having their own function in life.</p>
<p>That said, I&#8217;ve taken a lot of those relationships for granted, not purposefully, but in the absence of the wisdom to see the true roles of these relationships in my ongoing life. When you move out of your house, for instance, you tend to see your parents in a different light. Maybe some of the things they tell you back as a kid start to really shine through, make sense, applicable to your surroundings. Maybe you start to see your friends from &#8216;back home&#8217; more as true friends or find out they weren&#8217;t really that close to begin with. All sorts of relationships go under transitions, and they go under them all the time.</p>
<p>You remember your friends back home? Did you make new ones at college? Are the bonds that hold you together any different than the bonds that held you to friends you had in high school?</p>
<p>I joined a fraternity at college. It was one of the best decisions I could have made, and I&#8217;ll never back down from that. Leaving what you think you know about fraternities aside, I&#8217;ve learned so much as a person, about how to forge relationships with other people, how to assess situations on grand scale without hesitation. When we started our &#8220;pledge period&#8221; (more simply, the beginning of our training to become active brothers of the fraternity), we were 27 kids who had no idea about each other, couldn&#8217;t name each other in a room if we tried. 2 months and a lot of hard work, triumphs and failures later, we&#8217;ve become a family of people. We had to learn to trust each other on simple basis that &#8220;we were here for the same reasons&#8221;, and we learned to accept that. We learned that friends don&#8217;t leave friends behind, we&#8217;re only as strong as our weakest friend, so we all must become stronger. We are friends, we are a group of like-minded individuals with purpose. We come from all different walks, creeds, backgrounds, and lives to come together under a unanimous relationship of brotherhood without fault. We stand on common principal and a universally agreed set of truths that set us apart from all others, we are all equal on every plane. Those bonds, that sort of relationship, had never even been fathomed in my mind before I did it. It made me rethink my person as a whole, how I live, what I want to become, how to talk to 27 random people you don&#8217;t know and become friends. It redefined the &#8216;friends&#8217; sort of relationship to me.</p>
<p>I fought with my parents a lot. I disagreed with what my mom would always yell at me for, because I had to, it&#8217;s like it was hardwired into my brain as a teenager that I had to fight my parents in some long lasting crusade for righteousness or something&#8230; I didn&#8217;t really understand what they were telling me until I got out on my own. When I left my parents house I was scared, afraid I&#8217;d lose the comfortability of always knowing I&#8217;d have a roof over my head, food in the cupboard and people to talk to. While I did ultimately lose comfortability of knowing someone else was taking care of all of that for me, it opened my eyes to see all of the advice and teachings my parents instilled to me come to light, in practice. I saw why my mom always told me to clean up after myself as opposed to relying on the &#8220;maid who scrubs the dishes&#8221; or &#8220;maid who cleans up the bathroom&#8221;. When I saw how much I had to really bite the bullet and clean up after my roommate much like my mother did for me before, I understood what she meant. I understood what my dad meant by &#8220;responsibility for your actions&#8221;, and I respected everything they said a whole lot more afterwards. This has redefined my &#8216;family&#8217; relationships.</p>
<p>These events are only two of the countless things that have occurred to me, revelations I&#8217;ve had or experiences I&#8217;ve lived out as a result of a major life change. My relationships with the people I held the closest change, and always will, but the most important thing is that you can learn from relationships with people, and always forge new ones and repair ones once lost. You&#8217;ll learn about relationships from all places in life,  like how The Royal Tannenbaums makes an awesome poke at relationships in general, and how intertwined and connected they are, and movies like that will teach me a broader picture of relationships and how to handle them.    Relationships make us grow, and are necessary in life, cherish each one you have and learn from them forever.</p>
<p>NMB</p>
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		<title>Applause</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 00:26:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I want to let you guys know that with very few exceptions, I thought you did a wonderful job on your posts AND your comments this time around. This is a great way to finish up the blog assignment for the semester and you should be proud of yourselves. Makes me think that assigning this [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=232&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I want to let you guys know that with very few exceptions, I thought you did a wonderful job on your posts AND your comments this time around. This is a great way to finish up the blog assignment for the semester and you should be proud of yourselves. Makes me think that assigning this relationship section was not a horrible idea!</p>
<p>Have a wonderful break and tell those people whose relationships mean a lot to you that you&#8217;re thankful for them.</p>
<p>~Yours Truly<br />
               Ms. Jenna G~</p>
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		<title>we are all selfish in relationships</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 21:51:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[                I’m not going to write about relationships with other people.  Instead, I’m going to write about people’s relationships with themselves.  In my experience, the only reason for anyone to want to be in a relationship is so it can make themselves happy.  We talked in class about how people all strive to want “the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=229&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p style="margin:0 0 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Calibri"><span>                </span>I’m not going to write about relationships with other people.<span>  </span>Instead, I’m going to write about people’s relationships with themselves.<span>  </span>In my experience, the only reason for anyone to want to be in a relationship is so it can make themselves happy.<span>  </span>We talked in class about how people all strive to want “the happy ending” where everyone lives happily ever after.<span>  </span>But why?<span>  </span>Because of one simple philosophy:<span>  </span>man’s ultimate pursuit is happiness.<span>  </span>Every single one of us wake up in the morning with the desire to be happy that day.<span>  </span>We would NEVER do anything that would not make us happy.<span>  </span>And even though some decisions we make may appear to be self-destructive, there is undoubtedly some kind of hidden and buried purpose or hope that the act will make us happy even if it is the most sadistic and non-realistic way.<span>  </span></font></p>
<p style="margin:0 0 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Calibri"><span>                </span>This is the same with relationships.<span>  </span>We want to be in relationships because the other person makes us happy.<span>  </span>We want to make the other person happy because it will, in turn, make us happy as well.<span>  </span>We want to compromise with our significant other because of the hope that it will make both us and the other person happy – which will in turn provide for the greatest amount of happiness to ourselves.<span>  </span>We make absolutely no decision in a relationship that we feel will make us unhappy.<span>  </span>And every decision we make is for the hope that it will make us, individually, as happy as possible.<span>  </span></font></p>
<p style="margin:0 0 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Calibri"><span>                </span>I can analyze each individual story we read in the readings about how the girl loved the guy but he did not love her back, or how the man loved the girl who was in love with a younger guy.<span>  </span>Every single one of them show people who make decisions to hopefully give them as much happiness as they think is possible.<span>  </span>The woman continued to pursue the man because she thought being with him and making him love her would bring her the most happiness.<span>  </span>The man pursued the young girl who did not love him because he felt that being with her would bring him the most happiness.<span>  </span></font></p>
<p style="margin:0 0 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Calibri"><span>                </span>And this is the case with every single relationship:<span>  </span>we do not make decisions for the good of the relationship.<span>  </span>We make decisions for the happiness we hope it will bring ourselves.<span>  </span></font></p>
<p style="margin:0 0 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Calibri"><span>- Andrew Reid</span></font></p>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 21:43:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[During elementary school, middle school, and high school I had a lot of friends. My friends were like my second family in a way. I would always see freinds I knew before or during class. It was like a every day thing. Like I had to run into them because it was a much smaller [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=228&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>During elementary school, middle school, and high school I had a lot of friends. My friends were like my second family in a way. I would always see freinds I knew before or during class. It was like a every day thing. Like I had to run into them because it was a much smaller environment. Through my high school years my group of friends became smaller. I think this was because in high school you could pick different classes you wanted to be in. So, when that happened i found out that some of my friends had different interests such as art or gym classes, etc. There was more variety and a lot of classmates could pick different things which lead to me not seeing a bigger group of my friends.</p>
<p>Well, my high school senior year was interesting because now i had a smaller group of friends that were interested in mostly the same things. So, we always seen eachother because we picked similar classes. After my senior year was over some of my friends decided to go to different colleges, because of grades or affordability and that made my group of friends even smaller. Now, when ever we hang out i feel different, two of my friends are pregnant, one is at a community college and the other is at a different university.  It is like so weird to see the paths that some people chose to go down. I could never relate to most of my high school friends any more because it seems like they have other plans for their futures. I want to be a successful student and person, so college has allowed to me to meet other people with similar goals in life. I am very happy to make new friends, even though it can be akward and hard to do, because im not used to meeting new people, but im getting better at it everyday. I have made a bunch of new friends since i started going to wayne state! The new freinds i have made a totally different then my high school friends and a lot more mature like me.</p>
<p>So, life and friends can change and building new realationships is a great thing. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>~Mariam Suleiman~</p>
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		<title>Relationships: Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 21:37:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Seeing as how &#8220;relationships&#8221; is such a broad topic, I think this is definitely going to be the most difficult blog yet. Any one person could spend a lifetime writing about relationships, in general, and never run out of things to write about. There are so many areas of our lives that take &#8220;relationships&#8221; into [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=227&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Seeing as how &#8220;relationships&#8221; is such a broad topic, I think this is definitely going to be the most difficult blog yet. Any one person could spend a lifetime writing about relationships, in general, and never run out of things to write about. There are so many areas of our lives that take &#8220;relationships&#8221; into account; there are romantic relationships (which is probably what most people think of right away when they think of relationships), family relationships, friendships, relationships between teachers and students, etc.</p>
<p>All types of relationships undergo some type of change (whether it be good or bad) at some point, especially during and after the transition from high school to college.  As far as my relationship with my family goes, I&#8217;ve actually found that we&#8217;ve been able to get along a lot better since I started living in a dorm away from home. When I was still in high school, we would argue at least once a day about <strong>something</strong>. Now, on the occasional weekend that I come home, there&#8217;s rarely any arguing that takes place, and we actually enjoy seeing each other a lot more. It seems that being away from home makes my grandparents, my mom, and I appreciate each other a lot more.</p>
<p>I think my relationships with my high school friends have become more precious since I left home and not so much just something I used to take for granted. Now, we <strong>really </strong>make the most of every time we&#8217;re able to hang out, since there&#8217;s so much less time that we&#8217;re able to spend with each other. I really do wish I was able to see my friends now more than I am. Now, all the times we hang out are planned around what weekends I&#8217;m coming home, since I&#8217;m the only one out of my really <strong>close </strong>friends that&#8217;s living in a dorm.</p>
<p>Even my relationship with my boyfriend has become stronger since I left home. I really did think that it was going to be the other way around. I think the fact that we don&#8217;t have as much time for each other anymore has made us realize how important we are to each other. I truly believe in the saying, &#8220;Absence makes the heart grow fonder.&#8221; Now that he has 2 jobs and is about to be going back to school, and now that I&#8217;m in college, I think our relationship has become less boring, and everytime we see each other now, we&#8217;re a lot more excited, since that doesn&#8217;t happen as often. Near the end of my senior year, my boyfriend had actually broken up with me , because we didn&#8217;t have that same &#8220;spark&#8221; anymore. (In other words, I think I had been too &#8220;clingy.&#8221;) But then, we actually got back together at Prom (we still went together, since we had already gotten our tickets), because I think he realized we wouldn&#8217;t be able to enjoy the same time we had spent with each other the rest of that year, and that I wouldn&#8217;t have any chance to be &#8220;clingy,&#8221; once I got to college.</p>
<p>So I guess this is an expression of my gratitude to college for strengthening the relationships of my life. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>-Ashley Tune</p>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 21:11:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Throughout life we become a part of multiple relationships. Every one of our relationships is different. Our relationships can be close, intimate, or they can be relationships that are not close or intimate but are very important in the well-being of our lives. An example of an intimate relationship is one that we may have [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=226&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><font size="2">Throughout life we become a part of multiple relationships. Every one of our relationships is different. Our relationships can be close, intimate, or they can be relationships that are not close or intimate but are very important in the well-being of our lives. An example of an intimate relationship is one that we may have with our significant other, whether it is a boyfriend or girlfriend, husband or wife, or even immediate family members. The relationship between a person and any one of the people that was previously named is intimate because there are things that are shared between those two that other people don’t have the privilege to experience. In intimate relationships, we share deep feelings that relate to or involve the innermost nature of ourselves. We feel the most relaxed with those that we are in the intimate relationship with and we share private thoughts or feelings with them. In an intimate relationship that involves a boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, or wife, sexual feelings and actions are also shared. An example of a close relationship would be one that is shared with a friend or an extended family member. These relationships are close because the two people involved share similar interests and are similar in many ways. When we are in close relationships, we know the people who we are close with relatively well and we see them and enjoy them quite often. Then there are those relationships that are not very close but are important in our lives. This type of relationship includes those that we tend to have with our teachers and our bosses. These relationships are so important because another person holds in their hand what we need. Our teachers hold our grades which maybe a very large factor in our position in the corporate world. Also our teachers hold the knowledge that we may need to get where we want to be. Our bosses are the one who ration our income. If it wasn’t for them, we won’t be making the money that we need to support ourselves and our families.</font><font size="2">LaTasha Moss</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Oh Relationships.  When I typically think of relationships in my life the word dysfunctional comes to mind,  But I am not about to tell you all about my problems we would be here forever.  I think I am going to focus on the change of my relationships from High School until now.  In High School,  [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wsuclassblog.wordpress.com&blog=1745866&post=224&subd=wsuclassblog&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p style="margin:0 0 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Calibri">Oh Relationships.<span>  </span>When I typically think of relationships in my life the word dysfunctional comes to mind,<span>  </span>But I am not about to tell you all about my problems we would be here forever.<span>  </span>I think I am going to focus on the change of my relationships from High School until now.<span>  </span>In High School,<span>  </span>I seemed to have many friends, but looking back I would now just consider most of them acquaintances.<span>  </span>Most of the people that I considered friends in high school I don’t talk to any more, I only have one friend that I talk to regularly, and we have been attached at the hip since we were five.<span>  </span>Now that we live three hours away from each other the bond between us is stronger than ever.<span>  </span>Because we don’t see each other every day we tend to have a lot more to talk about, we disagree less, and we seem to appreciate each other more.<span>  </span>Even though we have been friends for so long, I feel like now that high school is over and we have moved away from home, we are two completely different people, we still have our stupid little jokes, but it almost seems like we are starting over but with an unbreakable bond already there.<span>  </span>One obvious relationship that has changed a lot is the one I have with my parents.<span>  </span>It is not that I have ever hated my parents but, through my last two or three years of high school I felt very independent and did most things on my own, don’t get me wrong my parents are supportive but while I was living with my parents they had control when they wanted it, but now that I don’t live at home I have all the independence with out my parents intervening .<span>  </span>I feel like we talk more too.<span>  </span>While I lived at home I never told my parents anything for the fear that they would not approve, but now that I don’t live with them they can still not approve but they are less likely to do anything about.<span>  </span>My relationship with my brother is also changing a lot.<span>  </span>My brother is two years older, when he moved away to college we started to get along and all the fighting that we did when we were kids seemed to stop, and now that I don’t live at home either we have a lot in common and we even occasionally talk on the phone which is something that would have never happened a year ago.<span>  </span>You can find relationships in every aspect in life and analyzing how they change throughout the stages and changes of your life is very interesting. </font></p>
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<p style="margin:0 0 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Calibri">Katie Stachowicz</font></p>
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