Monday, February 28, 2011
Just In Case
You were in need of a good cry today....I didn't think I was, but once I started reading this blog I couldn't stop. You should stop here....and maybe donate a little too.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Right
I miss being right all the time. Or at least the confidence I used to have that I was always right. Right so often that when I finally was wrong...I had to sign a sheet of paper to show it was genuine. Maybe you could call that stubbornness....
I just feel like I used to be the no nonsense girl that was cutthroat when she needed to be and didn't take any prisoners.
Like when I told my principal off....Or when I wrote a very frank email.....
I think I know the day it changed. I think it stemmed from words from a very angry man who never apologized to me...just my mother, and crying the in Mr. Weishar's office to get the administration off my back. I think it came from dealing with people and being left out.
I think those were the times I had to grow up.
As Shakespeare might put it....the shrew has been tamed.
Maybe this realization that I don't really know anything comes from growing up. From understanding that my parents just improvised and were just are just as scared as I am about growing up and getting older.
Because just when I thought I had things figured out something comes along and opens my eyes a little wider. I realized all I could have and that life just wouldn't work without it.
I am so confused.
Times like this make me miss the days when I was always right.
I just feel like I used to be the no nonsense girl that was cutthroat when she needed to be and didn't take any prisoners.
Like when I told my principal off....Or when I wrote a very frank email.....
I think I know the day it changed. I think it stemmed from words from a very angry man who never apologized to me...just my mother, and crying the in Mr. Weishar's office to get the administration off my back. I think it came from dealing with people and being left out.
I think those were the times I had to grow up.
As Shakespeare might put it....the shrew has been tamed.
Maybe this realization that I don't really know anything comes from growing up. From understanding that my parents just improvised and were just are just as scared as I am about growing up and getting older.
Because just when I thought I had things figured out something comes along and opens my eyes a little wider. I realized all I could have and that life just wouldn't work without it.
I am so confused.
Times like this make me miss the days when I was always right.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
3 Years Ago....
Three years ago yesterday I was on my very first date with a boy named Mark. He took me rock climbing and then out to dinner at Rumbi. He spilled his Teriyaki sauce ALL over the table. I still remember the outfit that I wore to school that day and that I had curled my hair. I met him at the Quarry and I was enormously afraid of heights.
Three years....a few boyfriends and a lot of growing up later I sat in Rumbi with that very same boy. He didn't spill his Teriyaki....but I left my fork in my mouth on accident (I know...I'm still trying to figure this one out too). I hope your Valentines day was as amazing as mine!
Three years....a few boyfriends and a lot of growing up later I sat in Rumbi with that very same boy. He didn't spill his Teriyaki....but I left my fork in my mouth on accident (I know...I'm still trying to figure this one out too). I hope your Valentines day was as amazing as mine!
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