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So maybe texting my mother while in speech class whining about why I hate people my age because all they're talking about are stupid little things (and it reminded me of high school) while in an all around grumpy mood wasn't the best thing to do. Which really I do. At 8 AM I don't want to hear about how you made a 15 minute car ride an 8 minute one because you were speeding and you almost crashed, nor do I care about your uncle drowning kittens. I do not want to hear your voice across the room...

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Hmm..so a recent argument with my fiance has gotten me thinking so much that I decided to post a blog about it. I figured I should let people know at least why I do or say things sometimes.

I will say..its very VERY difficult for me to empathize with others. I can't put myself in their shoes and imagine how something I say or do may effect them. I can't listen to their sad stories and imagine how horrible they must feel. But that's not a religion problem, its just how I am and...

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So its pretty well known, me thinks, that my path isn't solid..I'm still searching, learning, finding out simple truths. I'm feeling a great draw towards the Norse pantheon and heathen paths lately, though I'll never be able to be a recon. Maybe I should pray to Odin for guidance?

I've gotten closer to my totem again, it makes me feel so much better. I don't think I could be happier right now.

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I was asked by a poster what my specific beliefs are so I figured it would be easier to just post a blog explaining myself than have to possibly type the same thing over and over again.

First and foremost I believe there is more than one path to the divine. I do not believe my way is the only path, its just the one thats right for me.

I am technically an eclectic pagan and I follow a cottage/green witch path. Being eclectic means I don't follow any ancient path, but I...

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Well its that time of year again...I couldn't get to sleep until around 4:30 AM this morning and was supposed to get up at six thirty to get ready for school. At eight thirty my mother woke me up, it was a half hour past when class began so once again I am screwed. *sigh* I wish I knew why I can't sleep lately. So I'm running on four hours and I feel great, a yawn here and there, but wide awake. I wish I had been able to get to class today.

So here I am sitting at a friends waiting...

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