Dear people in the group I Hate Cigarettes ( Read more... )

I'm not sure which one makes me feel better; ranting about the store(and other problems) or not talking about it at all. If I focus on how much I don't like something it puts me in a bad mood and I start to hate my life. If I just accept it, than I find it easier to be happy. I'm not sure what that says about me, or if I care ( Read more... )

God I hate being a girl. at least right now.
I'm almost done writing this email to my pen pal, but it gets a little boring sometimes trying to figure out how to say everything in French. I'm learning a lot though, which is good.
Did I mention the excruciating pain?
I really need to go more easy on Matt. He's amazing.
That is all.

My dreams are like _______, because they all start out good, the middle is great, but the end sucks.

1. summer camp
2. The Legend of Zelda NES
3. a day of doing absolutely nothing
4. a very large, delicious meal
5. nights when you mix liquors

I could probably go on forever.

p.s. hair and tattoo soon! <33333333

Last night's dream: zombies. I fed Josiah to them to save my mom, myself, and Seth. Phill, Kevin Philp, Bettina/Cassie (it kept switching), Brittany, and I tried to escape. I woke up after the five of us were pretending to be zombies to walk thru them. It was a long, detailed dream, but I'm lazy.

You know, I wasn't really feeling good today. Or really any day anymore. Not that I'm sick, I'm just worn down. Very. worn. down.

Thank you for making me smile and have fun.

Dear older and (hopefully) wiser, richer Becca and Matt ( Read more... )

if Matt and I could just magically turn into spirits and go on adventures. No bills, no work, no sleep, no food, just pure us.

You are so much harder to apply in real life than in the class room. You kill me sometimes. Mais J'aime.

Bisous

Rebecca

I think I've got it!