Is it really, really wrong to want to be something you're not ( Read more... )

It was two in the morning, and I was still up. Crying, nonetheless, over the end of a good book. Telling myself to get to sleep wasn't working. I've figured out why I do this. Devouring books like especially good chocolate, I mean. It fills the holes in my life, the words. The books are all the same, more or less. Something sad, something happy. ( Read more... )

My orthodontist still won't answer my question about when the damn fence comes off my teeth. "Oh we still have to fix the blah blah right side blah space blah blah not closed blah blah never." April, you said. Then the end of summer, you said. I wanted to punch him until HE had to get braces. I wanted to cry I was so mad, but there was no reason to ( Read more... )

Pretty true, I guess. But since when is discrimination a talent?

My Best Friend is queenginaOur 52 common interests are: aphrodite, apocalypse, art, being alone, boys, chocolate, clouds, conflict, dancing, eternity, eyeliner, fairy tales, fire, fishnets, flowers, flying, freedom, fuzzy slippers, glitter, ice cream, jamba juice, karma, light, lightning, love, magic, matchbox 20, mirrors, nail polish, nirvana, ( Read more... )

If there's one thing I can's stand about myself, it's my tendency to quit before I'm done. Today, I did not quit. I worked though my pan, and none of the conditioning was nearly as bad as it was the first time around ( Read more... )

Ten at night and it sounds like the world's on fire. My dog runs in circles with his tail between his legs, gun shots are going off. Happy Fourth of July everyone ( Read more... )

I love making huge lists. Most particularly when the list seems miles long, and then at the end of the day, I didn't do a single thing on it ( Read more... )

I forgot I had to go to California. I say to my parents, You can't make me miss all my ensemble practices. You always cared when I missed gymnastics practices, why is this any different? I don't think they heard me. They are too determined to have some family bonding trip rather than have me excel at something I love ( Read more... )

Here I go. Ensemble beach trip. Pack up the stuff, stare out the window. Ten minutes into the trip and I can make quite a list of the things I've forgotten. I try to match the ensemble coaches to their alter-ego gymnastics coaches, from the little I've learned so far. Angie would be a mix of Kelly (Strict, but if you listen you'll learn alot) and ( Read more... )