I keep reading everyone’s posts and stati about winter weather and how they wish spring would come. But I have been secretly laughing to myself, for I know it won’t be long until everyone is oh so dreadful because of the blistering heat.
Moral: Be happy with what we have, and what we are given. I enjoy each and every snow day. Just as I will enjoy each and every day of summer we have left.
I am not good at writing essays. I do not have the attention span that it takes to do it in a timely, enjoyable fashion. And that oh so upsets me.
Just the Girl- Click 5
Oh Gravity!- Switchfoot
25 or to 4- unknown artist
You and Me- Lifehouse
Friday: Did a little shopping, had tacos with Madie, watched The Departed
Saturday: Made muffins!! Went to Springfield with Madie, Aunt Becky, and Grandma! Got new stuff for Madie’s room and then got the Mumford and Sons CD! Then went home, put together, made homemade pizza, watched Titanic, and started Under The Tuscan Sun.
Sunday: Had delicious breakfast by wonderful Aunt Becky. Went to hang out with Zach!! Had a great time! Came home and napped :)
Monday: Dentist :( A little babysitting. Lots of sleeping.
Tuesday: sick. Even more sleeping. Some Glee :)
What do you do when a friend says they’ve gotta go and they’ll text you later, but you know that when they do they’re going to be drunk or high?
I’m missing your laugh. How did it break? And when did your eyes, begin to look fake? I hope you’re ask happy as you’re pretending.
I am going to sleep very early this evening. I hope it pays off tomorrow! Haha
Are these dreams overrated, running from myself? I used to be somebody else. I’m holding out for a good reason. The people around me, they all seem to tell me, that I tend to change like the seasons. I used to be somebody else.
Not a red rose or a satin heart.
I give you an onion. It is a moon wrapped in brown paper. It promises light like the careful undressing of love.
Here. It will blind you with tears like a lover. It will make your reflection a wobbling photo of grief.
I am trying to be truthful.
Not a cute card or kissogram.
I give you an onion. Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips, possessive and faithful as we are, for as long as we are.
Take it. Its platinum rings shrink to a wedding-ring, if you like.
Valentine.
Lethal. Its scent will cling to your fingers, cling to your knife.
By Carol Ann Duffy
I know it’s Monday, but now is the time I will be summing up my weekend.
Friday: Iron Man!
Saturday: Coco Key and Rachel Price’s AMAZING 18th birthday party! It was a blast! I’m so very glad that my friends have big awesome parties so that we can all keep in touch :) And it’s nice that me and almost all of my friends are friends with each other. Plus the fireworks were great!!!
Sunday: BAILEY SHOWED UP!!!! That was probably the highlight of my life. Or at least my month. :) I’ve never ‘happy cried’, but that was probably the silver lining of of these last couple of months. I love her so much and I’m very happy for this new opportunity she’s been given :) Then we saw Gnomeo & Juliet. That was pretty good :)
Monday(aka Single Awareness Day): Ummm…. it was good :) I got a yummy breakfast burrito. A mediocre day. Delicious dinner and desert. Yogurtini giftcard. And wonderful weather.
The Foreseeable Future: Well… I’ve got the rest of the school week. Then I have an amazing weekend planned out! Hanging out with Madie Friday night, Saturday, Saturday night and Sunday morning. Then with Zach Sunday day and then home! Possibly a concert, but not likely right now haha. And then no school Monday!
Life seems interesting right now. For some reason I can’t keep my eyes or thoughts on the present. I’m either looking back on the past, and how much my life has changed. Or I’m looking ahead at the future. At how frightening it is to have very little idea what you truly want. Or what will make you happy. What to do when every option is a good one. Or vice versa haha.
I’ve been trying to remember all of my past for some reason… and I can’t remember most of it. For some reason that bothers me. But then again, as my dad said, if I remembered all of it, it would be maddening! To know every silly detail of every boring day. That’s not what I want either. I just realized that I can however remember every Valentine’s day since 7th grade. I think that’s somewhat funny.
I wish I could lose more weight running. Wearing my swimsuit Saturday at Coco Key and having my swimsuit feel smaller was rather discouraging.
Coffee and Cigarettes by Augustana Boston by Augustana Oh Honestly! by Children 18:3 Somebody by Bonnie McKee Goodnight Moon by Go Radio Round Here by The Counting Crows Ocean and Atlantic by Mayday Parade Jagged Gorgeous Winter by The Main Drag
My favorite phrase ever.
