The past 24 hours have been a blur. I am sitting here writing this hoping that the words I search for come to me. I wish I could go back in time and not have changed my mind. Maybe things would not have turned out this way. What if I had gone with the plan for her to wait for me until I got out of school? Would this have happened? I have dug ( Read more... )

so...what to do about life?

the words are not coming so easily these days. i find myself with thoughts galore but when it comes time to journal i'm left with nothing. i feel so distant from everyone. my world is falling down all around me. i don't know what to say anymore.

1. Your name spelled backwards: ardnassac ( Read more... )

i danced a lot...homcoming was tight...after the dance, i could have partied all night. instead watced a movie, in the maniace living room, the notebook it was, with hot noah calhoun. we retired to bed, with lindsay calling us names, she meant business, it was no time for games. i got into bed, with allison and katie, i slept so soundly, and ( Read more... )

Hello hello. How is everyone? Homecoming is so close! I actually bought new shoes, and I got my hair cut (even though you cannot tell!) Props go to Beast Haus for letting me borrow her dress! Today I went to talk to Sister Joan, that was cool. Then I colored in chemistry with ms.head's daughter as my sub. I got in trouble like a gozillion ( Read more... )

an update on my life ( Read more... )

I wake up in the morning and wonder what the day will hold. I do not so much dread events but only thoughts. When someone cuts me off or is rude, I am not bothered. I like to laugh at myself if I trip down the stairs, if I did not the days would seem longer than they already are. I walk, talk, and laugh every day. But some days I get home and ( Read more... )

what do you see when you look at me? the good bad and indifferent. (even though i said the bad things too, this is not an open invitation for cassie bashing. i don't think any of you would, but i'm just saying it in case.)

Last night I was on the phone. The person I was talking to told me that they "knew me." I was questionable. We are friends but how with such little time together did this person have me figured out? He explained, I told him he was right on some things, but he was missing a lot. He asked me to tell my story. Normally, I would have said no, but ( Read more... )