Everyone seems to think I'll never be happy. I'll never fall in love. I'll never be successful ( Read more... )

So you've said some dumb things and you've had your turn at the wheel of animosity. Now you just want your friends back.
They were good for you. Maybe you can be good for them, or maybe you can just be good.
That sounds like a plan.

So it's sometimes sad to think of your friends and how much you miss them ( Read more... )

Reconciliation is a funny sacrament. In preparation for your first one they tell you what to do ( Read more... )

Really I'm not a people person. I can pretend to be when I'm in the mood for it, but when I'm not and people force me to be around them, everything turns into an effort. I'll be nice and smile and laugh, but it's obvious that I don't fit in there and so people try to ignore me and talk about things that they know I won't get so that I feel more ( Read more... )

If I play my cards right I can take 21 hours next semester. Then I can spend maybe two weeks with Sue and then four in England. The plan is that I can sweet talk my parents into finally taking our family vacation to Europe and when the planning is underway, convince them to let me stay in England for a while. Their main focus was going to be France ( Read more... )

When you realize your social situation has changed for the better. You're on top, but you've always been on top. There were those whom you thought were on top, but were really on the bottom, treating you like you were low ( Read more... )

I weep out of anger. I weep out of pride. I weep out of loss. Loss of friends, motivation, faith, and individuality. I weep because I misread part of the book and thought Merry and Pippin died. They didn't. It's ok.

I feel like I've been hit by a giant emo truck. Suddenly the stupid words "she's never by herself, but she's always alone" come to mind and I am instantly angry with Adele for ever saying them in her stupid interpretive dance. Why does everyone want me to kill myself. It's not even funny. Why does everyone want me to be schizophrenic? Why do people ( Read more... )

Watching A Knight's Tale, I think of when my friends and I, being the clever individualists we are, applied the movie to our lives and assigned each of us a corresponding character. They named me the knight and I was so surprised, but I love them so much for that because I have always felt as though I was lower on our social scale then them. Them ( Read more... )