| So Thanksgiving was....
Family
Biting into things without my braces
Clue
Pie
More Pie
Lots of Pie
Ice Skating and not falling once(Event though we never really left the wall)
Harvest Moon
MP3 player troubles
MP3 player surprises
Malling I believe is the word?
Hairy Chinese food
SLEEP
Ulkalilis
Pocky
Lap Dances
Britany Spears
Dance Parties
'Girl' talk
Stupid boys
World Domonation
Puppies
One note CDs
Watching TRL
Fruits Basket
Fluff Sandwiches
Missing friends I haven't seen if forever
Missing Maggie
PARA KISS
Pictures
Something Coporate
Making NEW friends
'The Box'
Walking at Dusk
Lipstick
Screaming for Joy
AIM
Fishies
The Wiggles
Chocolate
All in all, a pretty good thanksgiving break Edit:
maybe I'm tired of having my heart broken |
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| So I felt a little blue today I've been feeling blue all week. Possibly the taking off of my braces. I hate change, even if it is good. Possibly I'm finally realizing that I'm an upperclassman and that In like a year and a half I'll know what college I'm going to. I don't mind this growing up. It natural. Everybody does it. It's that I don't feel as grown up as I should be right now. So I look at myself and I freak out because I feel like a child. Like a small child forced out of her house without anything whatsoever. It's just a little bit unnerving to feel so lost in the world. At least I know that I have one or two good friends holding my hands the whole way. |
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| Rocky Horror PArty This Saturday My house. from five thirty unill midnight. (If you need to come eairler than that, that is perfectly fine, just tell me mkay) bring food or drinks. call or stop me for directions. Dress up if you can. WE Will be throwing things at the screen. |
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| So enough of the sadness. I'm done with being sad for now. Short post tonight, because I just wanted to tell everyone whom I don't see on a regular basis, and who read this and took it way out of proportion.....I'm better now. Much Better. In fact, I guess you could say I've never felt better....I wonder how high I'm going to fly before I come crashing down. I hope really high, but gravity is inevitable. I will come down again. But for right now. I'm up in the clouds and fishing through my closet for something I think he'll like on me. And thinking about straightening my hair, but then saying how dumb that is because he's told me he likes my hair curly. And even though I know I'm blowing this little event way out of proportion, he said yes, and that's all that matters. So I guess you could say I'm happily in love. But that's not exactly true. I'm esthetic in love. |
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