I used to think comfort was always having a soft place to fall. Now I know that it's having someone there to pick you up and dust you off when your landing isn't so graceful ( Read more... )

I'm spoiled. I know ( Read more... )

I'm not sure what to think. Usually my brain is full of opinion after opinion, but today it's full of questions. And I can't answer a single one ( Read more... )

I have to admit that the events that took place this break caught me a little off guard ( Read more... )

The hardest thing I've had to realize is that very few people know me, yet everyone thinks they do. The only person who knows me is the one who can tell the story of each and every one of my scars and how deep each wound goes ( Read more... )

I don't want to study for my finals so I've decided to do something I vowed I'd never do: Fill out one of these ridiculously long surveys. That way if you don't want to study then you can take part in the abuse of the livejournal, as well.

1) Handles: Stacy, Spacy, Cowgirl, Munch (my mama's nickname for me), Potato head (my dad's nickname for ( Read more... )

These days have been flying by like bricks. Motivation to study is coming in spurts, few and far between. I don't really care all that much about an inappropriately idealistic post World War II culture or about quantum mechanics. But I do care about good grades and a secure future, which I guess means indirectly I do care ( Read more... )

I'm unbelievably glad that I got to hear your voice today and that you were able to celebrate your little brother's birthday ( Read more... )

I was always so afraid of watching you leave, but as I look around me I realize that it isn't the end of the world, but the beginning of a new one ( Read more... )

My roommate has taken it upon herself to get me into the Christmas spirit. As I write, I am listening to one of the FIFTY TWO Christmas songs she has on CD and will be playing through out the next three weeks. Despite her overwhelming zeal for holiday cheer, I love her ( Read more... )