February 2010
You know when you hear a song and it reminds you...
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and not just that it reminds you of that person, but it reminds you of the person at their best. Before things got messy, before things went awry. The very beginning when things were perfect and all that existed was possibility. Sometimes you just have to hit “next” in this situation, but other times you can just enjoy it and remember the person for who they never really...
January 2010
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I got a letter in the mail from my university telling me that I’m qualified to get a senior award based on the amount of credits I have & my GPA. I just need to write a short essay & get two recommendations. I can’t get over how much better I do in school now that I’m doing something I love. Wish me luck!
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“I love you a bushel & a peck & a hug around the neck. A barrel & a...”
– My mom & I sang this to each other every night as she tucked me in*, which is adorable & amazing. I found this song online today & I noticed that our version was slightly different & (in my opinion) better. I hope I’m as great of a mother as she was to me.
*If I’m ever...
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When someone creepy comes into work I try to check their books out as quickly as possible to avoid talking to them. This rarely works because they always linger & try to talk to me anyway. That happened to me today.
I swear I checked out his books with lightning speed because last time he was here he mumbled in some weird accent how gay marriage was wrong. I don’t know how this was...
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I've been so worthless this week.
Tuesday I skipped class & called into work. Wednesday I skipped a class, too. Sometimes I just get too stressed out to function like a normal person. I would always rather be in bed then anywhere else. In time I’m sure I’ll deal with this, because it can’t really be a good stance to have.
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Ed & I decided that we really want to go somewhere...
Last year we just stayed at my dad’s in Chicago & went to museums, which was great, but this year we want to do something different. We got camping supplies for Christmas so we were thinking of breaking those out because that would reduce the price of our trip dramatically. Where should we go?
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I'm FINALLY putting everything away that I took...
It’s all been sitting in my dining room for the last week & I’ve finally had enough. I can’t even believe how many notebooks, pieces of jewelry & other crap I own. I’ve already donated so many things & these are what’s left. I think I’m more of a pack rat than I let on.
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from my 6th grade journal
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As of today I cannot go anywhere, including Youth Group, Choir, and Gymnastics. My mom is pissing me off! I almost said crap in front of her (I was talking about the school lunch). Now I have to stay in my room today and tomorrow (bitch). Tomorrow’s SATURDAY! UH!
At Youth Group on Wednesday, Rebecca invited this guy from her homeroom to come with us. He came 2 her house (while I wuz...
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With Colts bullshit popping up all over my...
I’ve started to really think about why I hate professional sports as much as I do. I think I’ve finally figured it out. Here it is:
When I was younger I only saw my dad once a month tops. This was the only time I would see my dad yet he would be plastered to the TV watching his favorite sports teams. When we would go out & do something fun it would always be a game. I didn’t...
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You know how confusing it is to wake up to snow covering everything in the morning. Imagine waking up from a nap to the same thing. That was me today.
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I'm going to a dinner party at my friend Joe's.
I’m so excited!
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“I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness,...”
– Charles Bukowski (via brokenmachine) (via notarobotbutaghost) Too often.
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letitride:
Ryan Adams, “Note To Self: Don’t...
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I cleaned out my bedroom at my mom's today.
It felt so weird. I don’t even know that person anymore. Most of the things I got rid of were from middle school, if you can imagine that. I had so many drawings & stories that I wrote back then. They’re so embarrassing, but I’m really jealous of my previous self. I used to be far less critical of the things I created. It would be nice to feel like that again.
I left with so...
I am always filled with embarrassment, but it's...
Margarita Monday!
99 cent margaritas & half price appetizers make the start of my week bearable.
whydoihaveablog:
I wonder if I become more hypercritical and bitchy when I’m high, or if I’m always this hypercritical and bitchy and only become self-aware when I’m high.
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