Why do so few of my close friends appreciate the value of physical contact? I've recently met a couple of people that I can just curl up with, and it is wonderful. Nothing more is intended, implied, or expected. How is it that these near strangers are comfortable sharing a couch or bed with me in close quarters and with limbs all interlaced, but ( Read more... )

Make your move, take a chance, just get on that floor and dance! Don't be cool, don't be slick, you just keep on swingin' keep on swingin' keep on swingin' swing!

Two weeks ago, if you had told me I'd be loving ballroom this much, I would never have believed you. Funny how these things work out.

Hm. They weren't kidding when they said not thinking was the best thing you could do for dancing. Last week, I knew the waltz forwards and backwards (literally), and I could do it on my own 'til the cows came home. This week, I'd forgotten it all. Last week, I completely flubbed it every time I attempted it with a partner. This week, I couldn't for ( Read more... )

I'm pretty. Just thought I'd let you know, since nobody's around to appreciate it.

Who is this girl, living in my room, wearing my clothes, going to my classes, hanging out with my friends?

( The mere fact that these are unusual testifies to what a social outcast I usually am, but hey I'm getting there now... )

Rest in peace, dear child. May you live in heaven the life you never saw on Earth.

Prayers for the mother, a dear friend of mine from childhood, are much appreciated.

Somehow turning in my proposals for my senior exercises didn't feel like milestones, but putting up my posters did. I realized today that this is the first time everything on the wall has been mine. All the sticky notes, the posters, the pictures, even the scuff marks (oops) are mine. That of course means that the room is pretty unexciting, but at ( Read more... )

Ahh, what a refreshing night ( Read more... )

Hi, my name is RenaissanceLife, and I'm in middle school...a decade later.

I seriously need a good slap across the face.

So who's the cool one with not a single thing to do on the first Friday night back? That's right. Nothing. Not a single friend has called or mentioned anything, even when I ran into them and wasn't doing anything. I'm that cool ( Read more... )