I should've done 30 instead of 15.  That probably would've made a difference.
Maybe I should've pushed harder.
Her back could've been more aligned with the board.
I should've started the second I saw her.

I understand it but I don't.
I never was ok with failure.  ...especially not now.

germany623: hey it's dave melnick. i don't know if you remember me, but once upon a time, we were the best stand partners that ever lived. anyway, i just was writing because, i'm studing abroad in ireland right now. which isn't the important part of the story. i just had to message you because, obviously, ireland is part of the 'celtic' world, and ( Read more... )

Am I the only person in the world that likes candycorn??  I do hate the large pumpkin candy things, though ( Read more... )

Kayle peed all over my leg tonight... through her diaper.
Then procedes to yell,  "I peed on your lap!".

I found the disk with my AP Bio final paper on it... from 12th grade.   And the following concluded the paper:

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

First, I would like to thank the "dahling" Ms. Savidge for providing me with numerous packets of information on my topic, and for just generally making this school year a fun one (*tear*). I would like to thank the ( Read more... )

Some 12-15 year old kid called me "babycakes" this morning.  I laughed.

I can't fucking fall asleep, but I am incredibly tired. I hate that feeling of being tired yet nonproductive because the one thing you should be doing is sleeping... but that's clearly not happening.  I have to get up in less than four hours to go cater to the slobbering beast also known as Socks ( Read more... )

I've been having dreams lately about REL being alive, and then dying again.  And everytime I wake up it hurts.
I know he's just a dog, but I can also assume a lot of people would feel the same way if their own pets died.

I dunno, things suck lately   ...like my own sister not talking to me because of a super-long story, and threatening to never let ( Read more... )

1. Nothing entertains me anymore. Nothing.
2. I don't think I've been excited since 1997.  (Slight exagerration, but it has been really long.)
3. I need to find a hospital/dr's office/nursing home/whatever that's hiring, because I need a FT job...now.

There's a good possibility I might not see Patrick again until, at earliest, February 2008.

That is so disheartening it makes me nauseous.