<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194337397217084644</id><updated>2024-09-01T02:46:41.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MarjonelleM</title><subtitle type='html'>.:Leave the past, Live the present, &amp;amp; Look forward to the Future:.&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;&#xa;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjonellem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2194337397217084644/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjonellem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10509517904279508530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194337397217084644.post-2922550383689477244</id><published>2012-08-24T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-13T23:41:11.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about going to a Beauty School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
The art of doing hair and makeup is quite an attractive idea for a lot of people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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More and more people are now attending Cosmetology schools or Makeup schools.&lt;/div&gt;
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But it&#39;s not so easy trying to figure out which school to go to. There are a lot of schools and available to everyone, but which would be best?!?!&lt;/div&gt;
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I went to both Cosmetology and Makeup school...I&#39;ve also researched a lot even after I finished both...&lt;/div&gt;
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and I have learned a lot. From my mistakes and researching.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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If you are a fellow beauty lover and you&#39;re thinking of going for either Cosmetology/Makeup...&lt;/div&gt;
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Here&#39;s the breakdown of my advice and tips for you!&lt;/div&gt;
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Make sure to watch the video for the full details :)&lt;/div&gt;
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1. Research schools near you.&lt;/div&gt;
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2. Online research for reviews&lt;/div&gt;
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3. Visit Campus&lt;/div&gt;
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4. Talk to the Administrator&lt;/div&gt;
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5. Talk to the students&lt;/div&gt;
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6. Talk to the teachers&lt;/div&gt;
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7. Go home and think about it&lt;/div&gt;
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8. After deciding which one to go to&lt;br /&gt;
9. Don&#39;t miss days!!!&lt;br /&gt;
10. Study Study Study&lt;br /&gt;
11. Cosmetology School &amp;amp; the State Board Test&lt;br /&gt;
12. Make Up School&lt;br /&gt;
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You just got to know YOU! Your talent and Your worth!&lt;br /&gt;
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From my experience and what I&#39;ve seen.. A woman&#39;s intuition is definitely something you must learn to trust. Even when I questioned the feeling, it never failed to show me the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But first, you gotta learn how to Identify the feeling. Don&#39;t let&amp;nbsp;paranoia, or not being able to trust be confused with the feeling of your intuition. And that&#39;s something we all gotta learn on our own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I use to be type of girl who will give people as many chances as I can bare...even if my heart already aches with all kinds of pain...Then I learned to trust and listen to my intuition... I learned to pick and choose who to trust, who to believe, who to leave, and so on..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Looking back at my life... I could have saved myself a lot of heartaches if I just listened to that little voice inside me.. telling me to walk away.. leave.. they&#39;re no good.. can&#39;t trust them.. they&#39;re lying...etc.. But I was always thinking a lot of what ifs.. what if they&#39;re telling the truth.. what if they&#39;ll change.. what if i&#39;m just being paranoid?!?! haha.. But as I learned, my intuition was always right at the end..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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You can&#39;t fool a woman&#39;s intuition.. which is why we all gotta learn to be more in-tuned with ourselves..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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with that gut feeling inside that tells us.. there&#39;s danger around the corner.. don&#39;t cross just yet... don&#39;t drink that! haha.... But anyways, i&#39;m sure you get my point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So ladies... when you get that feeling inside you.. that something is wrong.. and no matter what you do, it just won&#39;t go away... Most likely your intuition is right.. something isn&#39;t right. Don&#39;t freak out.. be calm and patient.. the truth will eventually come out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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xoxo&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjonellem.blogspot.com/feeds/7878800547592051966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjonellem.blogspot.com/2012/08/womans-intuition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2194337397217084644/posts/default/7878800547592051966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2194337397217084644/posts/default/7878800547592051966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjonellem.blogspot.com/2012/08/womans-intuition.html' title='Woman&#39;s Intuition'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10509517904279508530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2194337397217084644.post-5387388763204364095</id><published>2012-08-01T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-01T00:32:40.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
It&#39;s&amp;nbsp;fascinating how when I&#39;m laying down trying to sleep all these thoughts passes through my mind.... but when I sit here and decide to write... i get a brain fart. lol&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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As a kid, I couldn&#39;t say I was a perfect child.. I was far from it. I always push the limits and my mom&#39;s buttons. I was a good girl when my dad was around tho.. other than that.. I guess I&#39;ve always been the rebellious type. I wasn&#39;t like a bad kid either.. I just like to stay out a little longer than I&#39;m suppose to. Be at the neighbors when I was suppose to be home. Maybeeee not listen at times... and perhaps a bit of a picky &amp;nbsp;eater. hehe...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Growing up the way I did.. I can&#39;t say I had a normal childhood.. or what not... But looking back at it now, although a lot of it was tough and hard to deal with.. I wouldn&#39;t change anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have come to learn a lot of life lessons.. one being that EVERYTHING DEFINITELY HAPPENS FOR A REASON. May it be good or bad, it happens because we have to go through it to learn a lesson with/about life. Not saying that everybody learns the lessons tho. It really depends on how you choose to take and see the situation/outcomes.&lt;/div&gt;
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Looking back, there had been a lot of times where I felt like everything was just crashing down.. and i was at the bottom of the ground... and I&#39;m just so glad and proud to be sitting here today writing this blog... because I have&amp;nbsp;overcome all those obstacles, and&amp;nbsp;I sit here today knowing that I&#39;m a much stronger, and better person than ever. Still not perfect, but it&#39;s all good :)&lt;/div&gt;
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I still have flaws, and imperfections... but now I know It doesn&#39;t matter what comes my way, I will be able to get through it! I&#39;m also able to help other people go through their problems. I love how I have the ability to look at things in a different perspective. It doesn&#39;t matter if I am the one that&#39;s angry, It takes a little bit, but i can step back and just see things in somewhat a brighter light... if not in a brighter light.&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;m able to deal with situations I&#39;ve dealt with since I was younger.. A LOT BETTER! I use to always just want to stand up for myself when i&#39;m being pushed down.. But now I&#39;ve learned when to do that and when to just step back and brush it off. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m a lot more understanding and sympathetic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Also, I have learned who to care for. I use to be the girl who just cares for whoever is around me. Someone that wanted to make everyone happy. A pushover as someone called me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now, I&#39;m definitely NOT going to waste my time on anyone who isn&#39;t genuine. I will not be a bitch. That&#39;s not my thing, but I just know deep inside that I don&#39;t have to care for that person. That they are not worth it. I wouldn&#39;t be going out of my way in the middle of the night if they called me, and needed a ride or something in the morning... or what not. I have learned to pick and choose who to be truly kind to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I will only treat you better than you treat me. Use me, and I will be just be invisible to you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sounds fair right? Be true to me and i will be here when you need me. No matter what time of the day it is... I&#39;ll find a way to help you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Speaking of being there.. I use to be the girl that&#39;s there all the time may it be a dinner, party, etc, or just to talk. Now, i&#39;m not that girl who will be there at every party or social event. I am the girl who will be there when you need someone the most. I am the girl who enjoys a more intimate time with friends.. Not in a party environment. I am someone that&#39;s a phone call/text away. To be honest, i know i probably suck at texting or calling... but I try.. I do promise tho, if those people who matters to me calls/text me and I know they need me... I will be there for them any way I can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now, that I&#39;m 24.. I&#39;m not so much interested in a lot of things that I was very in to before. Right now, I just want to make $$ and get my own place, enjoy all the other things that life has to offer. Like travelling! I would love to travel the world. Sometimes I feel guilty that I&#39;m not like how I was before. I&#39;m not umm a&amp;nbsp;socialite. haha... I feel a little bit more introverted..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe it is true.. but I can&#39;t really say anything about it... I want to say i&#39;m sorry.. but deep inside.. I&#39;m not. I guess my desire in life just changed, which is totally acceptable right??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Although....sometimes I feel like I need to grow up more.... It&#39;s probably my little&amp;nbsp;impatient personality acting up.. But at times I feel like I should be further along than where I am now. Maybeee if I didn&#39;t party.. haha just kidding.. Like I said I wouldn&#39;t change anything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway, I guess that&#39;s enough jibber jabber for now.. till next time!&lt;/div&gt;
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Braces to me use to be something that people should get when they are younger.. I mean that&#39;s kinda how it was portrayed. But recently I have been seeing a lot of adults having braces. And I am one of them. I&#39;ve wanted to get them since I was waaay younger, it was just that I couldn&#39;t afford it then. Insurance didn&#39;t cover and I wasn&#39;t working. lol.. Although I am now 24yrs old and barely having braces.. I don&#39;t feel as bad.... Ya people say brace face and what not.. But hey.. who cares! I&#39;m an adult &amp;amp; little names like that doesn&#39;t hurt my feelings anymore :P&lt;/div&gt;
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I am actually in love with having them!&lt;/div&gt;
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Aside from the pain i went through to get them, and goes through when they get adjusted.. and all the work that comes with keeping my teeth clean. hehe...&lt;/div&gt;
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I can now smile big without feeling insecure! Which has always been a big deal to me.. especially with taking pictures.. I can remember the few times that I smiled.. care free.. and not feeling awkward to smile big. :D &lt;/div&gt;
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It was a big part of me.. it&#39;s not like If I could have changed the past, I would change my teeth....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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That&#39;s definitely not what I would do... Although it made me feel insecure.. it also taught me how to look pass that and you know.. pass the physical image of anybody. It actually helped me be a humble person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It&#39;s a lot more straighter... and as ya&#39;ll can see.. I can now smile bigger and not look awkward! hehe&lt;/div&gt;
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I use to hate candid picture because i got so use to trying to cover my teeth that subconsciously when there&#39;s a camera around.... my first instinct is to cover them... and i would have a half open/half close mouth look....it was just.. so weird. haha very uncomfortable looking.&lt;/div&gt;
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I don&#39;t care if someone calls me a brace face! I&#39;m proud to be one and have them on! ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;
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I definitely can&#39;t wait to see all the progress I&#39;d be going through in the next 2 years hehe&lt;/div&gt;
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xoxo&lt;/div&gt;
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.:MarjonelleM:.&lt;/div&gt;
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A lot of us don&#39;t like it when we fight with our significant other. But as much as we dislike it, we can&#39;t just Hate it. We still have to accept and work with it. Don&#39;t ever let it get to the point where you&#39;re so against it, that you do hate it, and ends up building a wall in defense.&lt;/div&gt;
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Think of it this way.. say you were forced to go see a movie/play that you just hate.. What would you most likely do? Sit there attentively.. or sit there being irritated and thinking about how much you don&#39;t want to be there? and within that process.. are you hearing any words they&#39;re saying? Are you following the story they&#39;re trying to tell?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;The same thing goes with fighting with your other half. Fights aren&#39;t pleasant, but it&#39;s okay if it happens. Like they say.. a relationship should be 80% happiness and 20% other. We can&#39;t expect to have a relationship and not have fights. A minimal amount of disagreement is okay. If your in a relationship with no disagreements whatsoever.. that could mean.. either one of you is just holding it all in and most likely to explode one day... or one doesn&#39;t care enough that they just give in all the time cause it doesn&#39;t really matter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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In my opinion, to have a more productive argument, we must go through it with an open mind and an open heart. We can&#39;t shut each other out if we want our relationships to work. It&#39;s normal if there&#39;s some raising of voices, as long as we all pull ourselves back down to a calm state and listen to each other. We have to somewhat love those moments as we love our happy ones.&lt;br /&gt;
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If we focus on how much we don&#39;t like or hate to argue, we&#39;re not gonna be able to listen and compromise with each other. Listening is the key, then voicing our problems, and compromising. I&#39;m sure we all have our own values, opinions, views, and also our egos.. but we have to learn when to stand up for it, when to back down, and when to meet half way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Last but not the least, don&#39;t ever let a fight go on for so long.. Don&#39;t ever go to bed with that anger. For the most of us, that&#39;s probably the most time you&#39;ll have to be alone, close, and intimate with your beloved one.. you don&#39;t want to bring that negative energy there... cause you never know what will happen tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;
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ALL kinds of relationships won&#39;t work if it&#39;s only a one way street. You must give what you want to receive.. Don&#39;t expect something you can&#39;t/won&#39;t give. Think &quot;WE&quot; not &quot;ME&quot; &lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;*Fight for each other, not with each other* &lt;/div&gt;
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I can&#39;t say I don&#39;t regret not spending more time with you.. or taking better care of you when I was with you. I wish I got to talk to you more...ugh..so hard to hold the tears back when I think of you... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;
I was going thru my old fb stuff and ran into this video in dedication to her. this song will always remind me of her...&lt;br /&gt;
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Hey everyone! I was going through my accounts and found I had a few blogging sites that I&#39;ve managed to forget and ignore. But seeing them reminded me of how I miss blogging. So I decided to start fresh and opened up a new one so I can start blogging and sharing again.&lt;/div&gt;
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Let&#39;s cross our fingers and hope I can keep up with it. :P&lt;/div&gt;
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