I almost wasn't able to leave Purdue yesterday, between miranda's pleas for me to stay and timmy's attempts to distract me it was hard to convince myself I needed to be elsewhere ( Read more... )

Yesterday Regina and I went to Kala's to name her pigs (Paris Hilton, Vin Diesel, Pippy, Hilary, Pete and Ozzy). Then we went to a nonexistent meeting followed by a girls' night of scary movies and daiquiris. I had a blast - it sure as hell beat the usual monotony of Student Senate ( Read more... )

Not long from now Miranda will be down here with alan, timmy and who knows who else. I can't wait. Spring break without them wasn't the same. It's possible that this is just a taste of what our adult lives will be - breaks that don't coincide and inability to change them ( Read more... )

I was an independent baby. All I ever needed was my big brother and the occasional reassurance of my parents when the world felt a little too big. I always thought that I could do almost anything by myself ( Read more... )

I can't write organized thoughts today. It's just not how my brain is functioning ( Read more... )

Just because I feel a little more doesn't mean I'm not just as strong. It may have been expected, but that doesn't make it right. I'd rather have these tears in my eyes than never knowing him at all.

I'm still a daddy's girl, but forgiveness is hard to find. He'll make me homemade soup and send me rambling emails to keep in touch. When does all the good cancel out the bad ( Read more... )

Last night Regina and I stayed up and talked. When we were little we both had the same favorite movie: The Last Unicorn. The funny thing is that we can't remember the plot or much about the movie other than a few frightening scenes that managed to stay with us 15+ years. We took the time to google the movie and images. Everytime we uncovered ( Read more... )

I want to tell you I'm unsure. It'd be so much easier if I were, because then when things don't turn out quite right I can shrug it off and say "eh, i wasn't really that invested." I'm all about protecting myself ( Read more... )

Miranda and I have spent many nights driving around and listening to music. I know I've asked her on several occasions "Do you think there will ever be someone you can't go on not loving?". And I think we both pessimistically answer "nah", but lately I've been listening to love songs and realizing that they're not about lovers. They're about ( Read more... )