Today was delightful. I've been sitting around my house this week. Unless I was at de Sales working on the yearbook.
I got to hang out with two excellent people, one of which I have never really hung out with and one of which I can't seem to get sick of. =]
That's all I have to say.
I am happy. So I thought I'd let anybody know who wanted to check.
--Scottie: person of the week in every Greek opinion poll.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Woah. Found this in my creative writing book. Mrs. Lowe thought it was interesting.
"You can't be scared. It isn't fair that you should be afraid. Not when I need you to make me feel better." How selfish can a thought process be? Maybe the regret of thoughts thought will make her better. A better her. Better her than you. You don't need to be better. You need to get better, but you're already great. "You shouldn't be scared. It isn't good for you to be afraid. Not when you are always so capable of making me think that it's better."
"You can't be scared. It isn't fair that you should be afraid. Not when I need you to make me feel better." How selfish can a thought process be? Maybe the regret of thoughts thought will make her better. A better her. Better her than you. You don't need to be better. You need to get better, but you're already great. "You shouldn't be scared. It isn't good for you to be afraid. Not when you are always so capable of making me think that it's better."
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