Mine!!!!!

40 days...

thought healing questions hope achievement challenges

Vacation...

Watched 4 random movies

Guitar Hero

Hung out with Lincoln

Adopted Cafe Asia

Shopped w/o money (I always do)

Walked in the cold (too cute to be warm, I suppose)

Hotel hopped

Picniced in trucks

Introduced Ms. Cold Butt to Mr. Seat Warmer

Little Boy: "Mom, if Michael Phelps can smoke weed, why can't I?"

Mom: "You can, right after you've won 12 gold medals for your country."

Why do I feel so lost?

You can only be so happy until you have to stop, think, and ask yourself "is this real?"

You think about it.

Look at it from all angles.

Then sigh and say to yourself that "it probably isn't."

1. Is it wrong to expect consistency from people?

2. Why can't people be the same on Thursday as they were on Monday?

3. If something is said to be true, is it not expected to be true all the time?

4. Or is truth an illusion that cannot withstand the test of time?


Please support your answers with evidence from the text.

Listening to love songs makes me wish for "Happily Ever After."
I haven't believed in "Happily Ever After" since Mufasa died in The Lion King.

Cornflower Blue...

New Year's Resolutions Promises Hopes
(roughdraft)

1. Become a better writer teacher
Teach writing.

2. Lose weight.
Eat healthy.
Eat fewer slices of pizza.

3. Have patience in the classroom on the road
Increase patience.

4. Be on time. Wake up earlier.
Go to work.

5. Wash my car more often.

Alexandria

i am from trampled brown paper bags left over from drunken stupors
i am from the smell of freshly cut grass wafting in the air on daddy's day off
i am from lost watches that can't tell time
i am from the comfort of favorite pj's and a blanket
i am from homemade ice cream, okra, cornbread, banana pudding, and pepsi
i am from church hats and easter speeches

Jonique

i am from long days and airplanes
i am from daddy's "little girl" and momma's "ladybug"
i am from fresh lemonade at a family barbeque
i am from "Askew" family reunion shirts one size too big
i am from "puddy ruddy" and "fat momma she is so fat" and nicknames
i am from fish who drown and the calming sound of a tank that needs more water


Johnson

"I'm starting with the Man in the River."

"Can you not use up my blinker."

"I'm going to buy a regulation luffa."

Just because you say something "awesome!" doesn't mean people will actually get excited and care.

A word doesn't make something great. "It" has to be great to begin with.

i am tired of the word "awesome."i don't get excited.

thank you.
thank you for being there like only you can.
thank you for being that shoulder to cry on.
thank you for not expecting anything from me.
thank you.

Christmas

right. wrong. whatever.

difference of an opinion.

I can't sleep because my sheets smell like farts.



Me.... shaking my head because I can't believed I just typed that out loud.

the novel.

the one where the bad guy is doing terrible deeds. the super sexy intelligent main character is determined to find the evil antagonist. the protagonist is all alone in their endeavor, left to discover disappointing clues that lead to dead ends. it would all be a wash if it wasn't for the overly helpful friend who mistakenly leaves helpful hints/clues that point right to the mysterious and secretive not so friendly very awkward character. the protagonist trusts the helpful friend to help solve the mystery. they are in it together. best buds. but then it turns out that the helpful friend is the bad guy and the awkward and shy character has a secret crush on the protagonist and wants only to protect the protagonist (but not scare them, while they try to search for the evil bad guy).

so the helpful friend was the bad guy and the somewhat dorky awkward person turned out to be very sweet, intelligent, adventurous, and cute (behind the glasses) good guy. So then the apologetic sexy main character and the endearingly shy and awkward newly discovered good guy feel some sparks and end up together. happily ever after. with a great story to tell their kids. and a gratefulness on what they could have missed out on (or how close they came to their death).

My life. I somehow find myself in the role of the awkward character. no one has yet discovered my many talents and endearingly good qualities. I am waiting for a protagonist to unearth my true nature.

But somehow they are always taken in by the helpful friend that really isn't so helpful.