As much as I am a romantic idealist, the rational and practical side of me says that realistically, I will not be getting married or starting the next exciting chapter of my life until I'm twenty-five. I'm not bawling over it, it's just... there it is.

To: John Wilson
Theres this girl in ME who thinks the world of you <3
Aug. 25, 11:04 am

Fr: John Wilson
And i think the world of you
Aug. 25, 1:30 pm

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Fr: John Wilson
Sending love notes to my favorite girl is fun. <3
Aug. 26 12:45 pm

Cody and Becky's wedding was probably the first one that I've actually had a great time at. That's probably because I had a lot of friends there, like someone said. But I was expecting some nervousness--especially since I was playing bridesmaid--but everything went off fairly smoothly (for a wedding). I was impressed, considering several things had ( Read more... )

You can have more practice, but with things like this, it doesn't get any easier.

Oufi222: Just as soon as we get ourselves sorted out hun we're gonna have a great life =D

I learned about an interesting custom today. Apparently in France on May 1st, boys give girls rosemary as a symbol of love. How cute.

A note left on the stove in the recent past:

Sorry, Dad. I couldn't stay awake, but you looked dashing!
-- Mom

Sometimes I wish I could teach a girlfriend class--how to have a girlfriend, how to be a girlfriend--with what I see all the time. Professor Huckins brought up an interesting point yesterday in my Native American Lit class while we were talking about how the tribal peoples we'd invented for a project educated their children. "You all mentioned some ( Read more... )

I think everyone should slurp down a nice warm bowl of Compassion Soup. Allow me to speak in generalizations: You're mad at this one for not coming to you to apologize, but this one is mad at you for not being straight with them about you having a problem with them. Best part, you both want the other to "be the bigger person". Or better yet, maybe ( Read more... )

I was wiping and lining trays contentedly, humming, off in my own little world thinking about how nice it'll be when John comes to visit this weekend. Dillon walks over from mopping the floor, saying, "Well, you look so happy to be wiping trays over there."

I grin back at him. "This is my 'I'm in love' face."