*DISCLAIMER: This blog is 100% truth except for the parts I made up

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

They don't have the Bible in my school library.

Merry Happy

"Sitting in restaurants
Thought we were so grown up
But I know now that we are not the people
That we turned out to be

Chatting on the phone
Can't take back those hours
But I won't regret it
'Cause you can grow flowers
From where dirt used to be

Dancing at discos
Eating cheese on toast
Yeah, you make me merry, make me very, very happy
But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around

So I learnt from you

I can be alone, yeah,
I can watch a sunset on my own."

This is my new favorite song.  Actually it's my old favorite song, but now it's my new favorite song...

Saturday, March 26, 2011

When I say sorry I pretend to be Canadian.

I  haven't posted in two weeks!  I feel terrible!

The only problem is that I still have writers block, despite the fact that the term and the second most stressful week of my life are over.

"Even on my weakest days I get a little bit stronger."   
- Sara Evans

My grades are better this term than they were last term.  Hopefully next term they'll be better.  I remembered someone's birthday.  I learned something new.  I made a goal.  I stayed awake through the General Young Women's Broadcast even though I'm very tired.  I was nice to someone.  Lots of people actually.

I'm trying to be a better person.

You're stronger than you think you are.

Love and kisses,

(post script:  Do you want to come to New York and be a street musician with me?)

Saturday, March 12, 2011

It's raining out my window, and today it looks like night.

It's quite lovely actually, the way it feels and smells and breathes when it rains.
It's kind of funny how much people change, and how much they don't. Some people become complete strangers as time goes on, and others never seem to change.
I wonder, how much have I changed? I'm older and a bit wiser, but how much have I really changed? Is it that I've changed completely but underneath I'm still the same person, or that my entire self has changed but I still act the same?
I hope I've changed for the better. I hope that I've grown stronger and more kind and more empathetic. I hope I've grown more beautiful on the inside and more capable of love. I hope I'm the type of person who is more than the sum of her parts. I hope I've helped someone.
"Just because everything's changing
doesn't mean it's never
been this way before"
Don't be afraid of living.
Love and kisses,
p.s ( does someone want to explain why I can't put spaces between my paragraphs?)

Wednesday, March 2, 2011


I was going to write some of my wishes but I can't remember any of them.

Isn't that strange? That I spend most of my day wishing for things that probably won't happen, but now I can't even remember what they are. I think there's a moral here:

This too shall pass and all will be well.

And not only will all be well, but you probably won't even remember why you were so upset in the first place.
I'm not very good at painting my nails.
Stay Strong.
Love and kisses,
(p.s. Ariel, do you know if Tami is having class in the summer?)