Mirror..Mirror...
Everyone should be forced to look in the mirror once a day and pick out one thing about themselves that they like, cause only then when you like yourself, can you truly like someone else. Everything is how you see it, I cannot say in words how much I believe that. People will tease me because I say a dandelion is a flower, who says it isn't? Why not? What makes it a weed and a lily a flower? Personally I like them both...Ahh yes I am rambling on again, but those who look for true beauty see it, and when they see it, they see it everywhere. My dad's wedding is soon, kinda nerve racking, I don't know why but lately I've been getting kinda....hmm...not mad but not wanting to talk to Diana (my dad's fiancee) I was wondering if it was something about the wedding that was bothering me besides the fake flowers, but I don't think there is really. I don't even really think it was the few comments she made about my mom before I completely flipped out on her and my dad one night for talking about my mom over dinner. Heh. the other day my grandparents were over and I walked out and heard my grandma say "Nancy" (my mothers name) before my grandpa hushed her. I think I'm a bit to harsh to my dad's side of the family...but oh well, they deserve it most of the time. Well I'm trying to get to bed earlier, wake up earlier, go running, and maybe do stick work for field hockey each day, so I'm off. <3MW