It's the weirdest feeling when you either leave or walk into a room and have a feeling that the people in the room are talking about you.  You want to know what they're saying, what they think, and yet, at the same time, you are worried that knowing the truth could crush you.  The funny thing is that maybe the people you think are talking about you ( Read more... )

I've tried so very hard to be patient with this year.  I've tried not to read into things too much (and, although I may not have been very successful in everything) I've tried not to be too upset with things ( Read more... )

Oh-my-gosh!  I didn't know that she was that  much of a compulsive liar.  And now I don't know what else she might have been lying about- not that it even matters that much at this point.  She didn't even really get into trouble, though, which probably isn't a good thing because who knows what else has been going on? 
Then the comment about me never ( Read more... )

I'm in the weirdest mood right now- I'm not particularly upset about anything, but I'm really not happy about anything, either, and things are confusing me so very much ( Read more... )

Well, I got a Facebook, and I have an impressive number of three friends!  Oh, yes, I am quite popular.
So, I can't decide what I think of the weekend, but I can say that this afternoon has totally and completelty sucked.  I'm in such a bad mood right now!

I've gotten so good at pretending that sometimes I don't even realize that I'm doing it ( Read more... )

How hard is it to pick up the phone and dial a number?  Seriously, it shouldn't be that hard.  Maybe it is. . . I don't know, but if you promise to call someone the next day or promise that you will begin calling more often, then you should follow through with that promise.  Seriously!  I mean, do guys just sit around and wonder what they can do to ( Read more... )

I think that I'm actually figuring it out!

It’s an amazing feeling to walk into a room and to be looked up to by everyone in that room. That’s how I feel every day that I walk into Mrs. Chapman’s first grade classroom at Wixom Elementary School. The moment I enter the classroom, I have at least half a dozen six and seven year olds rush up to me.
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". . . .You, on the other hand, you have all this other stuff that makes you fantastic.  You know what I think about when I'm kissing you?  I think about your skin.  I think about your eyelashes, how long they are when they're, like, touching my face.  I think about the dimples you get when you're laughing.  I think about how cool it is that, like ( Read more... )

Seriously horrible night tonight- being brave  REALLY sucks.
And, I have no back-up plan, not that I need one immediately, but even though I knew that the possibility of it not working out was there, I still had hope. . . 
Good luck on midterms, everyone!