December 2010
A couple of days ago one of my mom’s co-workers asked if I would go out to lunch with her and a “troubled” middle school aged girl. She droned on about wanting a responsible teenager to be-friend her and be a sort of mentor to her. I automatically went to into selfish mode. Why should I give up a day of my break to help some troubled girl, wouldn’t this be awkward, the...
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songs I’m addicted to (currently)
Marry You
Zen Garden
Office Musik
King of Anything
Winter Song
River
seven-seven-seven-seven
fears&phobias
Not being able to have children.
SNAKES
Having to reach into, or go into dark places where you cannot see what is in the depths. Like ocean floors and caves.
Not finding that “perfect college” fit
Being out of control
The “milk ends” I really hate those stupid things they’re bubbly and just should not be included in my milk cartons anymore
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(Eight things I hate… I love rhymes!) Stress
Being too warm
Sunburns
Messy rooms
Not feeling christmas-y at Christmas time
Getting gas
Running out of gas
The feeling you get when you wake up and realize you’ve overslept
nine-nine-nine-nine-nine
Wakeup
Sleep
Laugh
Get dressed
Do my makeup
Wish my hair was straight
Wonder if I’ve forgotten anything vital
Breathe
Walk
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I’m obsessed with a Country I’ve never been to.
I think I was put on this earth to work with kids, to give them a voice, to heal them, to allow children to be just that; kids.
I tell most people I am looking at schools on the East Coast because they have good nursing programs; really I just need to get away (and I feel guilty admitting it)
Wearing pretty makeup makes me feel more...
