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Racing for the Cure

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Hello Friends,

It’s tax day and the weather is quite gloomy, but hopefully you have still had a good day, despite all that.

As promised, I’m here to tell you all about my weekend at the Susan G. Komen Ocean City Race for the Cure. 

We made it to Ocean City Saturday afternoon and spent some time getting our accommodations worked out and exploring the boardwalk, and the weather was great. Race morning was chilly, but it warmed up fairly quickly. The atmosphere was amazing. Survivors in pink and supporters in white and pink, the entire boardwalk area was a sea of pink shirts and breast cancer ribbons, including the businesses all along the race route. There were also live bands set up at various points while we were running, just playing and cheering for the runners as they went by. There were tons of people there, and everyone was so friendly, even though no one really knew anyone else. There was a survivors parade, the 5k race, and a 5k walk, for those not particularly athletically inclined who still wanted to be involved.

I highly recommend events like these. There's a little bit of something for everyone, even if you just want to volunteer. And, of course, you get to support a great cause. All in all, this Ocean City race raised over $116,000. It’s amazing what we can do when we all band together.

Until next week,


This week, have a go at this: Suvivor, Eye of the Tiger (they always play this on the loudspeakers before races start)


Murky Monday

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I used to be a black and white thinker. 

There was right and wrong and nothing in between. But the older I get the more liberal and understanding I become.

Among my group of friends I’ve always been known as the motherly figure. I’m nerdy and prudish and I’ve never wanted to change. Especially when it comes to drugs.

But once I crossed the threshold from high school to college I started noticing small changes in my “just say no” mindset. For example:

In high school a lot of my friends started smoking cigarettes. I used to make fun of them and tell them that it was gross. But eventually I became so desensitized to it that it didn’t really bother me anymore. A few months later I was trying them myself. And although today I’m not a smoker by a long shot, my “oh my god smoking is the devil” outlook is less clear. And cigarettes were just the tip of the iceberg.

They always tell you that only a small percentage of kids actually do drugs. Don’t give into peer pressure, they say, you might be surprised to know that it only feels like everyone is doing drugs. But it’s been my experience that the surprise stems from meeting someone who hasn’t

I would say that about 75% of the people I associate with has, does, or is at this very moment smoking marijuana. Out of my five best friends from childhood two of them smoke cigarettes on a daily basis. All of them have drunk alcohol. Nerds take adderall, jocks take steroids, hipsters take ecstasy. Heck, I know people that do cocaine—recreationally. Shamans have been using hallucinogens for years and Native American’s smoked tobacco way before the colonists arrived. Indians brought traditional hookah into mainstream culture. The average American drinks about 3 cups of coffee per day. In recent years, medical marijuana has been legalized in more than 20 states. Anyone can buy things like Ibuprofen and Robitussin over the counter at CVS.

And despite all that exposure I’m still pretty anti-drug. My personal views haven’t changed all that much. Drugs aren’t for me—and when they get out of hand I agree that they shouldn’t be for other people either. But until then I feel as if people have the right to make their own decisions (for better or worse). Saying that all “drugs are bad” seems to blame the drug as opposed to the person. It’s not drugs that are ruining lives; it’s the people that abuse them.

Happy Monday.



P.S. I know this is controversial post. Feel free to add your comments below. I’d like to know whether or not your thoughts are lost somewhere in that murky grey area with mine.


Tiffany’s Magical Music Selection:

Neon Cathedral by Macklemore and Ryan Lewis

Gotta Keep Running

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     Man, taking care of business is hard as a student. Sometimes it feels like it’s impossible to be cut a break. I’m sure many of you out there know the pinch. Do I buy nutritious food and eat well for a couple of weeks or get my oil changed and subsist on an established diet of Slim Jims, 7-11 Pizza and energy drinks and just fight off the jitters? Sometimes it helps to know where you can get a deal or two. As part of one of my ongoing series, I’d like to share a few places that have been a help as far as saving a buck here or there.

     So first let me say this, if you drive, change your oil. Change it regularly, give it a few miles past the “return by” date, but change it on schedule. If there is one thing that you can do for your mode of personal transportation it is the keep it’s fluids fresh. I admit that I sometimes push the limits of reasonable car ownership but a thousand miles or so, but I do change my oil on a very regular basis. The most reliable, honest and affordable place I have found so far has been the Sunoco station right next to the Rockville campus. Taking my car (regardless of which one I may have been driving at the time) has always been a no muss no fuss affair. They also offer a discount for students (10% off with ID as of last time I checked) and their staff is reasonable friendly. I usually take my car in, take a little walk and it’s out in about half an hour. . . Until this past visit.

      Yes, this past visit. I took my car in knowing full well that tis visit is long overdue and during the wait (it was raining) the shop owner pulls me aside and gives me a combination price quote and lecture (I assume he’s a parent) about a few of the issues that my car is experiencing and the likelihood of danger for each of them. Honestly the quote was decent, and pointed out that I had a tire that was particularly dangerous. His insight helped me plan for a few other charges that are bound to come up (great more money out the door), but it also perhaps saved my life. He was gracious and I didn’t pay for anything more than the oil change. His guidance even led me to find a shop with suitable tires within my budget (little to none).

     On that note, I found my way to Mr. Tire on Rockville pike. There are two, one just south of the Rockville campus and one further north just past the Viers Mill Rockville pike split (of course I ended up going to the one farthest from campus). The manger I spoke to (Billy) was more than helpful as he searched his warehouse to check that they still had the tire that I requested (the cheapest they had at $75, $40 cheaper than anywhere else I had checked). I was able to get the tire mounted on the offending wheel and was back on my way.

     As stated, if you drive, take care of your car. It’s so easy to neglect when every single daily purchase feels like a life or death decision, but in this day and age and at a school like MC (they call it a commuter school for a reason) we rely on our cars more than ever and it’s really nice to have a couple of friendly, reliable, affordable places nearby to help keep us buzzing through the school/work/everyday-errand-running week.

My dash

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    This week, we all got the opportunity to read the poem titled “The Dash” by Linda Ellis that one of my fellow bloggers Greg, whom we lost had requested to be read at his funeral. I have suffered from the loss of a few people who were close to me and the only memory of them left in me is that of little instances in which they were there for me or helped me in some way. I am glad that Greg wanted to share that poem with everyone because after reading it at the beginning of the week, I started thinking about what I was doing now that will be part of my “dash.” For now, my education is very important to me but I think that while pursuing that, I can also help others who have a similar goal but have difficulties realizing it. I got an opportunity this week to meet a student, while I was working as a tutor, who had just arrived America from Ethiopia a few months ago. Since she did not know much about the American Educational system, she had taken five classes this semester and she was feeling stressed out. She told me that she had already started the first year of medical school back home and she was doing extremely well, but after her EN 101 professor made a comment that based on her writing, she deserved to be in EN 101A, she lost most of her confidence. I understood how she felt, so I gave her the best advice I could give as someone who was in a similar situation and also helped her on her paper. I am glad that I met her because I might have given her hope that she could survive what she was going through.

    One thing I will miss about Montgomery College when I transfer is the diversity of people I meet, and hearing their stories like that of the girl I met at the writing center. I think that while I tried my best to assist all those I met by telling them all I know, they also helped me to gain a greater appreciation for school and all the opportunities I get. I hope that my “dash” will not only be filled with busy schedules but also the time I took to help others.


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