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Tuesday, 12 October 2010
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I don't know what the point of this is, but...
I wish I could record my thoughts. I could file them all into categories and maybe make some sense of what goes on up there every day. Maybe then I could produce a decent blog or write a book or simply remember all the things I have to do in a day.
This idea first came to me while walking along the smooth, wet sand of North Myrtle Beach. Headphones in, my mind was racing. Metaphors rolled in with the tide; I kept coming up with these ideas and realizations and I knew there was no way I could remember it all before I had a chance to write it down. And it's likely none of it really matters now, but in that moment all I wanted to do was to hold on to those thoughts. But I guess they, too, rolled out with the tide, gone just as quickly as they came.
Sunday, 19 September 2010
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Sorry Xanga, I know I've been ignoring you lately. Forgive me?
I think I stopped writing because:
1) I don't think I'm good at it.
2) I don't need it as an escape anymore.It has recently come to my attention that I haven't liked anyone in a very long time. The last time I recall having feelings for someone was well over a year ago. I don't know if this is normal or if I've built up an emotional wall to keep myself from getting hurt. Or maybe it's something else entirely? I have no idea. I just find it odd that there are two (completely different) gorgeous guy friends I've made recently and I'm not head-over-feels for either of them. Not that I fall easily, but I mean, these guys are pretty great. I like spending time with them and I definitely like looking at them. *drools*
Sometimes, I even think that Jacob, the one that goes to my church, is the perfect kind of guy for me. Mainly because he goes to church. *gasp* I know I need someone who really wants to live for God to keep me on the right track. He's just adorable.
And the other guy, Dustin, he's pretty much the opposite. He's worldly. He's into cars and Asians and still talks to his ex (who happens to be Asian) and doesn't know what he wants. He ignores me for weeks at a time. That said, he is also one of the best conversationalists I have ever met. This is a good thing for me, because I am in no way a good conversationalist. But for some reason, I feel nothing. And I know that it might just be that I haven't met the right guy yet, but I just haven't felt anything in so long.
Has this ever happened to you?
Friday, 04 June 2010
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10 Things I've Learned from High School
- Just because someone flirts with you on a regular basis doesn't mean he or she likes you. They could just be a big flirt.
- Sometimes, inviting someone you like to a party is a bad idea.
- If someone has a reputation for lying, don't trust them. And if they have a reputation of being honest, definitely don't trust them. Basically, you can't trust anyone.
- Don't expect anyone to care about you more than they care about himself or herself. It is high school, after all.
- Never tell someone something you wouldn't want anyone else to know. Word gets around and pretty soon everyone knows.
- Never hold back something you really need to get off your chest. You might regret it one day.
- Always stand up for your friends, family, and your morals.
- People change. Big time.
- Sometimes, you have to do what makes you happy and not worry how it may affect others.
- Never believe something you heard in class. It's not always the real story.
Thursday, 06 May 2010
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Currently: Southern Weather Anything But
I'd say I'm not one to complain, but
It's a long walk home and I wouldn't want
This tainted love's got me in a rut.
It's burning a hole right through my chest,
And although you think you know what's best,
I think it's time for me to head West.
You to get lost while on the hunt
For your next victim, a victim of what?
Anything but that rifle butt.
'Cause this tainted love's got you in a rut.
I know that feeling you've got in your gut.
Not just a matter of trivial things,
Also depends on what can give you wings.
It's a long walk home and I wouldn't want
You to get lost while on the hunt
For your next victim, a victim of what?
Anything but that rifle butt.
Sunday, 25 April 2010
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What's My Age Again?
I haven't posted much lately...well, nothing public, anyway. Sorry about that, but things have been a bit hectic these days. I need to catch up on picture posts!February
Lily performed her own Hannah Montana concert in our kitchen.
It was adorable, even though I hate that song she was singing.
March - None :(
April
Joslyn's tape-spider.
Owl mug I made in Clay and Ceramics.
Clay tile I made, inspired by the original twitter bird.
Wee!
I believe in success.
When boredom meets old classic vintage collectible antique Barbie.
It belonged to my mom, that's how old it is. Haha
My mom asked me to take pictures of this chair she wants to put on Craig's List.
I really like this one for some reason.
Sunshine <3
A bird eating dog food? Yes, indeed.
Amateur <3
I like the colors in this one. :)
Fire!
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- Name: Chelsea'
- Location: North Carolina, United States
- Birthday: 9/14/1992
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 11/11/2005
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