November 2009
there is a tow truck outside.
Making a lot of noise.
My life at this very moment:
I just got back from Thanksgiving break. It was the best break I’ve ever had coming home from college. Mom and I got in one little fight but resolved it pretty quickly. I relaxed with my parents and saw some good friends. I have started working on this fill in the blank journal that is intended for fourteen year olds but I don’t...
TO BOTH OF YOU.
Seriously, get a grip.
11/26/09
Things I am thankful for:
-A shower that gets hot the minute you turn it on
-My full sized sleigh bed at home.
-My lovely roommate, Kathryn, who is willing to forgive me and then give me a reindeer on farmville!!!
-All of my true friends who have been there for me this semester through my stumbles: Kathryn, Katherine, Rebecca, Eleanor, AJ, Quinn, Tyler, Amy Sartain, Miranda. I love you all so...
What a man thinks of himself, that it is which determines, or rather indicates,...
– Henry David Thoreau
Little Boy: That's a baby! Babies like to breathe, and they're good at hiding it. This one time I put a pillow over a baby. I thought she wasn't breathing, but she was. She was sneaky, but I'll try again.
(from Away We Go)
I figured out what I want. I wish it was ok for me to call you and ask you to come over and we just could sit on my couch and talk for the whole entire night. I’m spellbound.
there’s something about you, that tears me inside out whenever...
– New Radicals, Mother, We Just Can’t Get Enough
S: So after that, did you stay closer with the family? Did you talk to them more?
A: I mean kind of, its really hard because they live far away. But she has people there to take care of her. And my mom calls her every so often to make sure she's OK.
S: Yeah. Sometimes when someone passes away you get a lot closer to the family you know?
A: Yeah.
S: Its like, when you loose someone in your life, you gain someone else.
So true. So true. →
http://www.explodingdog.com/title/thereisapossibili... →
Kill Bill: Vol 2
I hate when people say lehhh-zhur instead of leisure.
oh.
Him: Time heals all
Me: Sunday always blows, hard. I talked to Zack for a while. Cried because he was concerned I'm not taking care of myself.
Him: Well are you?
Me: ....Not really. And I'm definitely not taking care of the people I love.
...
Results of the night: broken window, broken trust.
Its time to scale it back. I’m ready to go home.
Oh I want you, I don’t know if I need you, but oh I’m dying to find...
Yep, pretty sure I messed this one up. I’m going to not text him and see if he still wants me despite the fact that I know that I am “that girl”. Greattttttt. Oh well, this weekend should be fun.
“There’s something I want to say so I’ll be brave. You know what I wanted, I gave what I gave. I’m not sorry I met you, I’m not sorry its over, I’m not sorry, there’s nothing to say”
-Stars
Deja Vu
I really really hope that I’m not just building this up myself. That I’m not the fool here. I could be an idiot right now letting this make me this happy.
I mean that wasn’t my goal, right? But something about him is so infectious.
Weekend! I wish you were here.
I guess that’ll decide it all.
BEST. DAY. EVER.
And while watching my breath
You know, it just now occurred to me that I am not a “pretty girl”. Not in the sense that I am not attractive. But I’m not one of those girls who puts up gorgeous pictures and all the girls say “ohmygosh you’re gorgeous!” and all the boys go “damn…” and don’t say much more because we all know what they want to say.
I don’t always...
Found this when I was playing around. So chic. →
So
Yesterday I looked at all 140 pages of Lamebook.
Guess I’m pretty lame.
My piece didn’t get in to the student concert, but I’m not too bummed. I don’t expect to be successful the first time. And now that I’ve started choreographing, its like I have tons and tons of ideas tumbling out of my head.
Weather like this means that when you’re out and about you come...
I gotta get me one'a dem →
Today.
The big heartbreak catches me off guard every day. Its when I dig down deep and think about everything- how I know his every small mannerism, the exact formula of when we used to hang out that I get really upset.
I guess with your first love you want them to be yours and yours alone. After ‘the big one’ I fell into his arms. Came crashing into them. It was comforting to know I...
Eleanor
I love you. I don’t know how this thing works but hopefully I will find out soon.
Here I am.