My mom is officially freaked out by my sleeping patterns. We're in the hotel, she's trying to sleep without much success while I'm already out next to her, crying in my sleep. Then in the morning she's drinking her coffee and waiting for me to wake up, and I start to laugh in my sleep ( Read more... )

Fear, my walking pace dramatically slowing down. Disappointment, the cliche turn around with the unintentional hair flip as our eyes immediately lock, because that is just what they are used to. My eyes once glowing from a joke immediately fade to gray, his take everything mine lost and begin to burn with too much color that he doesn't realize he ( Read more... )

Ryan Stiles and Colin Mochrie never win on Who's Line is it Anway, yet they are obviously to anyone, by far the funniest two guys on the show. Wayne Brady, who is very good at singing and dancing but isn't always as funny as he could be is usually the winner, along with the two random guys that make an appearance on about every fourth show or less ( Read more... )

Every year on July 4th I watch the fireworks with someone next to me who will constantly comment on each explosion. Like these comments have never been said before. I like them big, I like them loud, I like them smarkly, I like when they shimmer back down to the ground in the shape of a willow tree. Yes, we aaaaalll know. Big loud and pretty, ( Read more... )

El Tango De Roxanne, my heartbreak song. It brainwashes me, making me feel like I'm the whore in the song "walking the streets for money, not caring if it's wrong or if it is right," and some boy, hearbroken by the path I've taken has written this song with every drop of blood he's lost to try and convince me to come clean. (The Moulin Rouge ( Read more... )

I win

an improvise: making fish sticks, there is no tarter sauce left, what do I do? Hmm, how about miracle whip, tarter sauce is basically miracle whip with little dill pieces in it. Oh geez, apparently between now and last night, sombody in this house swallowed about a pound of miracle whip from the half full jar, and now that is all gone too. So guess ( Read more... )

So today I went swimming at night with Shae. We jumped into the black water in our underwear, and Shae without her glasses, something that would slip my mind the moment after she told me, but something she would obviously not be allowed to forget. We were imediately intimidated by everything we couldn't see below our knees, all the things our ( Read more... )

I, ______ want to be friends with Emily. Not because I sympathize with the understanding that she doesn't have any, but because I think she is an interesting person and would like to get to know her on another level.

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