A meme of my high school memories, stolen from idiolecto:

( It's great to be an AHS Cyclone... )

I just ran into my dad outside my building on campus and he tried to steal my lunch. I didn't give up my tuna sandwich, but he did tell me that my mom and sister were in a really bad car accident on Thursday night and I had no idea. Apparently my mom doesn't want to talk about it and she doesn't want anyone to know, so she didn't tell me. They ( Read more... )

One of my good friends from high school is getting married on Saturday. Although I'm nothing but happy for her, I can't help but feel time rushing away from me faster than I can catch up to it. There is a group of about six of us high school girlfriends who still try to stay close, although our physical distances are great (California, Western ( Read more... )

A little "I Hope" from the Dixie Chicks ( Read more... )

CONGRESS SHALL MAKE NO LAW RESPECTING AN ESTABLISHMENT OF RELIGION, OR PROHIBITING THE FREE EXERCISE THEREOF; OR ABRIDGING THE FREEDOM OF SPEECH, OR OF THE PRESS; OR THE RIGHT OF THE PEOPLE PEACEABLY TO ASSEMBLE, AND TO PETITION THE GOVERNMENT FOR A REDRESS OF GRIEVANCES ( Read more... )

Because I don't want to do any of them and am feeling very "procrastinaty", I will make a to-do list for my day. In usual form, I will put at list a few things on the list that I have already done so that I can cross them off straightaway and make the list look less sad:

1) have breakfast with Geoff and his parents
2) watch four straight episodes ( Read more... )

I've discovered what might be the absolute best thing about being single again. For the first time in 2 and half years, I don't have to worry about or even think about what I look like when I get ready for bed. No more cute or sexy pajamas. No more freshly shaved legs. I might just wear my hair in double braids or not brush it all. Don't want ( Read more... )

I remember everything about that day. I even remember what I was wearing--a panda t-shirt from the Washington DC zoo that my dad must have brought home as a present from a business trip when I was about 4. I was 19 years old, a sophomore at the University of Iowa. I woke up late, skipped breakfast, and hurried off to class--Interpretation of ( Read more... )

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