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11:59PM

Thank You

Thanks to all the readers who contributed to this week's Destiny themed issue. It's clear many of you are out there going for it, and we appreciate you sharing your stories.

See you Monday!

7:48PM

Believing: John Edward Blankenchip and the summer of 1989 (by Suzanne)

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In 1988, I moved to Los Angeles to attend USC. It was the fourth school I had attended. I was accepted as an alternate for the sophomore BFA acting class, which basically meant unless one of the sophomore BFAs dropped out or died, I was relegated to the BA program. I was not especially impressed with USC’s BA program at the time, and considered transferring to UCLA, because as (finally) a California resident, the tuition would have been signifigantly less expensive.

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7:23PM

G-spot: F***ing My Destiny (by Kizz)

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Guidepost: Subject matter is the only thing that might be triggering this week

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2:01PM

Ashley Saves The World (by Ashley)

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I have always been drawn to stories of injustice and people who are willing to take a stand, people who help others. Besides a time in 4th grade when my best friend Jenny and I planned on being fashion designers together, I have always imagined spending my life helping people. I pictured myself feeding the hungry, building homes for those without shelter, even helping people escape persecution. I was greatly impacted by stories of slavery, war, genocide, poverty . . . I loved movies and books that told an inspiring story of one person making a difference.

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1:24PM

Real Things (by Lori)

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“Real.” In both the “not imaginary” and “legitimate” sense.

Real things number one: letterhead, envelopes and business cards. The physical manifestation thereof. That I can hold in my hand. I could give them out to people if I wanted to. That is, if I wanted to confuse them. Because none of the information on those cards is live yet. The phone and fax lines have no phones or faxes on the other end of them. The website won’t be live for two more weeks, and by extension, neither will the email address. So attempting use any of the contact info on all that beautiful printed media will result in frustration and headaches, and really, that shouldn’t happen until after you’ve met me in person.

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6:30AM

Full Confessional Friday...Shake a Leg Sister!

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Come on...you know you want to.

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9:00PM

C’est la vie (by Minnesota Matron) 

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Exhibit A:

After rejecting an acceptance to earn a PhD in History at Stanford, I’m a secretary at the University of Minnesota. Because tuition is free (due to my vaulted position as secretary) I’m able to take classes at the school. Although armed with just a B.A in Asian Studies and a minor in Chinese, I petition for and receive approval to take a graduate level course in English on Virginia Woolf. During the course of the advanced seminar, we hold hands and sing songs like “rainbow woman.” I cannot tell if several of the people in my class are men or women. We once throw paper in an iron bowl and set the scraps on fire, singing again. I am convinced graduate school should be my future.

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8:12PM

Facing Fear (by Jenny)

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When I was twelve, I was walking home from my piano lesson one winter afternoon. The neighborhood was smothered in fog. I heard an idling car shift heavily into gear, and with a quick glance to my left, I knew instantly what was happening. A dad had left his two toddlers, unattended, in the car while he ran up to a neighbor's door. One of the toddlers had shifted gears, they both gazed out the window as the car rolled slowly backward.

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7:15PM

Acting on a Dream (by Linda Sue)

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At 42, I became an actor. My husband tells everyone, "We woke up one morning and my wife says to me, ‘I’d like to try acting.’ And then she did.” That's the condensed version. I took some classes at the Guthrie Theatre purely for fun, because I loved the theatre as a patron (and as a backstage hand in high school) and needed a challenge. I took courses from several instructors, two of whom pulled me aside and said I should consider auditioning. I laughed and thanked them. That was not the plan.

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9:01PM

Make it Your Own Way (by Mary W.)

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I never finished college as a young adult. There were attempts. The living-on-campus-at-the-state's-largest-university was a dismal failure. The can-I-please-home-and-take-classes was equally sad, but I learned an important lesson. To wit: if the state screws up and loses your financial aid paperwork so that you miss all deadlines and end up with zero bucks, the university does not care. The Purser's Office still wants its money.

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