Writing my senior profile is not supposed to make me cry, is it?

I love all of you. So much.

I think that there is far too much  drama in the water supply.

Being the first last day of school ever and all, it'd be natural for me to start to get all sentimental and teary-eyed. "Oh it was only three years ago when I was a scared little freshman...." "Oh, I remember when everything looked so big!" "Oh, that was when I met you!" Stuff like that.

But threats of all these "lasts" seem not unnatural, but ( Read more... )

Sometimes I just wish everything could stay exactly as it is until I tell the world it can change. Like I'd have some remote control with power over everything and then I could make everything happen the way I want it to. Obviously, this isn't happening anytime soon because that would be creepy as hell, or I would be really really rich for ( Read more... )

When you’re five years old, you don’t think much about the future. All that you really want are hugs, the best swing on the playground, the occasional nap, the toy that your brother or sister is playing with, and a cookie now and then. Life is so simple. Or so we think.

At the age of five, I myself was a typical child. Being the first-born and the ( Read more... )

What are you supposed to do when a seven year old just randomly starts kissing you endlessly and won't stop? I mean, seriously. Love is lovely and everything, but eventually I had to shove her off of me because she wouldn't quit kissing my cheek...and my other cheek... and my chin...and my arm...and my other arm...It's kind of creepy, coming from a ( Read more... )

To everyone who's ever stuck by me when I've needed you ( Read more... )

Boys are very confusing. That is all.

There's some old saying that says something like "grant me the serenity to accept the things I can't change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference ( Read more... )

I wish I could fly sometimes. :)