I really needed to hear that today. That' life's okay.

That it's okay to be me. Just as I am.

That it's okay to enjoy the friends that I have and just really enjoy being with them.

I shouldn't have to make excuses to admit that they are who they are, and I am who I am. They're my friends.

It's ok to mess up on a test. There will be a next time ( Read more... )

 
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I'm about ready to strangle the BYU Independent Studies office. I've been trying all week to request/express a final exam from them, but no success. I've spent 5 mornings now on the phone to the office, trying to get somebody to do something for me. It's getting to the point where I can tell the differences between the holding music. Bad, no?

I ( Read more... )

I'm baaaaaaack! I'll give you some space to get over that.

Ok, space's up. NY was great, except for the weather in the city on our last ten days there. And I'm talking 95 with a heat index of 111, humidity 90%. Those are the days where you sit inside your apartment with the lights turned off, AC full blast and don't feel like doing anything ( Read more... )

It's amazing how you can love one silly piece of music or art or anything so much that it hurts. When you think about it or hear it or watch it, all this feeling wells up inside of you...like you just want to be there forever. You're stuck in time, inside of a song, watching the world from the outside. Or maybe you're flying on great white wings, ( Read more... )

Is it childish to wish to be included?

Why do I pretend missing inside jokes doesn't matter anymore?

That maybe they don't, and I really should ignore them?

Is it okay to feel sad at being left on a street corner, attempting to feel something that isn't there?

At age sixteen, perhaps the promise of "we'll do something" ends up in the trash bin more ( Read more... )

I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEE ( Read more... )

Saturday mornings. Lovely ( Read more... )

Life's off kilter. WASL testing, projects and assignments due right and left, extra rehersals stashed where I'll forget them along with dental appointments and forgotten memos. I don't know how much more my head can handle ( Read more... )

I officially decided that my next door neighbor was insane when he started using his LeafBlower to actually blow the leaves off the trees ( Read more... )