This is hilarious to me! but why?? it shouldn't be! XD T__T

It's like I'm looking in on their lives through a one-way glass. It's like I'm coming to know them behind a screen door. It's like I'm coming to love them through a a daily injection of antics and drugs.


Do they ever feel weird about putting so much of themselves out on a plate where the world can see them, flaws and all? And are they doing all of this stuff because they want to, or because somebody else thinks it would be a silly thing to put out for public display?


I think I'm over-analyzing the marketing scheme...

my dog is the floppiest dog evar. quite cute, even though he gets in the way on my keyboard all the time XD

yay for home ♥ can't wait to visit with peepsicles who refuse to show their face otherwise :P

chillin' tonight cos it's a blizzard, cookie decorating tomorrow, HAWKS ON WEDNESDAY, Christkindlmarket in teh city on Thursday, Christmas Eve Friday, day of awesomeness Saturday :D

much love for the holidays, my dearests!

“A true friend knows your weaknesses but shows you your strengths; feels your fears but fortifies your faith; sees your anxieties but frees your spirit; recognizes your disabilities but emphasizes your possibilities.”

William Arthur Ward

you guys are far greater to me than I deserve. thanks. ♥

um.

staying up for 20 hours at a time ill advised.

I...

I am not smart.
I do not get solid grades.
I do not know how to study.
I am not pretty.
I do not exercise as much as I should.
I have little to no self-motivation.
I cannot fall in love.
I cannot reciprocate said love.
I cannot write a novel, though pretend I can.
I do not have enough faith.
I do not have enough trust.
I do not know how to stop belittling myself.
I am incapable of success.
I am terrified of failure, yet scrape by (and hate it).

I have no idea what to do.


what. the hell. am I doing here.


it'd be so easy to disappear...

But I will keep all these things, and ponder them in my heart.


And so help me if I spill my guts because that's always been the way to get it to blow up in my face. XD


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random items of "who-cares":

• finals! *headdesk*
• my story is complete! now to edit the freaking daylight out of it :3
• speaking of editing, EDITING MINOR YAY!
• 9 days! ♥
• DEEP DISH PIZZA SOON YAY!
• general rejoicing YAY!

^_____^

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other random "no-one-cares":

early to rise and early to bed

makes a man healthy, wealthy, and socially dead.

Conducting pre-final tomorrow morning. 305 listening exam Thursday. reading days Friday/Saturday. musical christmas sacrament Sunday (I'm in charge, boo). and then written 305 exam, mythology final (3 hours, blaaah!), and biology all next week.

all while suffering some unknown thing that has me choking on my own spit in the morning. (exaggeration skillz: I has them.)

at least my swimming and volleyball classes are out of teh way.

bring on death week.


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dear Michael:
is that pizza offer still out on the table?
love,
-R.

Well, self, you keep asking yourself why you're attracted to him. It's not likely, you say. Too many differences. You can't get to the friend stage in the first place.

Contrary to popular belief, have an friggin' answer: It's cos he's just like you.

And you wonder if you deserve more. Hah. Maybe you just don't.