It seems like ever since September, I've been stressed about nothing at all. Just being around people makes me feel...strained. Used to, it wouldn't be like this. But I remember the day after Daniel broke up with me (Sunday), I was at AWANA taking care of the four-year-olds...and everything seemed to drag. I wasn't having as much fun as I'd had in ( Read more... )

I find it stupid how sometimes I'll think that everything's perfectly fine only to find out that I've been lying to myself for six months straight. I find it pathetic how I love to play mind games like Professor Layton or MillionHeir for the Nintendo DS...but I hate it when I have to actually think my entire life through and point out the little ( Read more... )

I thought that I would do perfectly fine the day of Solo Fest. It was so horrible in my opinion that I have forgotten what that day was! But to some who look over the results, they'd say that I had done better than what other people would have done had they been given sheet music and a place in front of the judge. Though I've kept this in mind, it ( Read more... )

The song "Danza, danza, fanciulla" (also known as "Dance, Maiden, Dance") is a song written and composed none other than Francesco Durante. It's very nice and flowing, able to create the feeling of actually dancing in a waltz...and it's the hardest song to learn in the world ( Read more... )

The more time progresses, the more I'm afraid of what's to come. I shouldn't be like this, yet I can't help it. That time of the year is rolling around for me again, and I'm scared out of my mind.

I'll be seeing people I thought I'd left behind. I have no idea if they'll ignore me, but I'll try my best to ignore them. Because for some reason, I find ( Read more... )

"This is a new year, a new day, and dwelling on the past will not do anything but hold me down, so instead, I attack the present."

Wise words from an old friend of Kalli's. His name is Cody. I remember back in third grade, I had a crush on the guy. My mom told me recently that everyone knew...even him. Which that's kind of embarrassing.

I just got ( Read more... )

I try so hard only for it to fail. I do what I'm supposed to do...only for it to slam itself like a door in my face. I try so hard to forget what needs to be forgotten and let everything slide...only for it to be useless. Everything finds me again.

What's the point in living if everything I do, every choice I make, is wrong? What's the point in ( Read more... )

Remember how back in the day, when I read my sister's LJ entries and figured that she's been lying to her little friends and saying that no one listens to her, I got so mad that I cussed four times in a row? Yep, that's what happens when I get riled up: the Inner Sable comes out and so does a whole barrage of cuss words ( Read more... )

Ever since I started going to church down here, I kept having this pressing idea for a story. I don't know if it was the way the pastor kept describing certain events in the Bible or something else...but the idea came to be anyway. But I've been ignoring it for a long while because it's basically "rewriting" the Bible.

Okay, so maybe I'm taking ( Read more... )

Okay, I know I complained about Mrs. V about a year ago, but she really wasn't all that bad. If anything, she acted like a teenager most of the time even though she's forty. I was actually kind of cool...if you wanted to relate to an old person.

I had to say good-bye to about four of my friends back in May: two I see at church, two I might never see ( Read more... )