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I wonder when the next time I will get to see him will be. I wonder if it will feel as awesome as it did the last time. I wonder why he likes me so much. I wonder how long this is going to last, and how far it will go.

Posted By Andrea On 06.17.2011 @ 12:09 pm

girl, happiness, freedom, people, like you mean it, teeth, laugh, penny, relationship, no fear, pretty, ugly, happy, no tears, for me.

Posted By Andrea On 06.17.2011 @ 11:02 am

Today is a rough day, my father has become very ill and had to be taken to the hospital. But still I smile knowing that God is in control of everything. I do not worry, because He has this all taken care of, and no matter what happens, I will have faith in my Lord.

Posted By Andrea On 06.16.2011 @ 12:48 pm

I got on the train. Today, I leave everything behind. It’s the beginning of a new life in a new world. If not a new world, I was at least restarting in a new city. Although I was ecstatic to be out of hell, I cried for the unfamiliarity of it all.

Posted By Andrea On 06.15.2011 @ 12:28 pm

I am in training right now for a 5K, and I love to train! Pushing myself, my mind, my body, my limits….it’s very exciting and exhilarating. I’m glad I got to do this while I am young and strong enough, and I know the skills I am gaining will serve me well for the rest of my life.

Posted By Andrea On 06.15.2011 @ 12:04 pm

Reaching a certain station in life is a goal I hope to achieve soon. I’ve been at several stations before, none of which I particularly cared for. Being at those other stations has taught me more about the station I am looking to reach, and although the next station might not be my last, I know it will be closer to the station at the end of my line.

Posted By Andrea On 06.14.2011 @ 2:05 pm

I embraced him like I had never seen him before in my life, yet somehow knew I had been waiting for that moment since the day I was born. He smiled and tears came to my eyes. He wiped them away and said, “No, my child, there are no tears here.”

Posted By Andrea On 06.13.2011 @ 8:02 pm

The first thing i think of is hugging someone like you embrace them as if you haven’t seen them in a long time. I also think of English papers because this is a good word to use in thematic analysis. It is an awesome word to use in your papers.

Posted By Andrea On 06.13.2011 @ 6:42 pm

He embraced her warmly in the night. They had not been together long, but already he knew he was in love. She was lovely and kind and right. He had never come across anyone so perfect in his life, and now he had found her. Gently, as not to wake her, he kissed her neck.

Posted By Andrea On 06.13.2011 @ 4:02 pm

My beloved monster and me, we go everywhere together and If you lay her down for a sleep. Beloved monster. again,. That’s All i can really think about. Bu-urns.

The dearly beloved are gathered here today because those aren’t necessarily always the people who are closest to you. But merely an appreciation of the dead person for thanking you for acknowleding the life that they had in their time and proving they \eally lived perhaps?

To BE LOVED. Is how it’s spelt. That’s what it means I guess.

Posted By Andrea On 06.13.2011 @ 12:43 am

to move above things. to go further than expected. rise. do it. be more than expected. be better than you thought you could be.

Posted By andrea On 06.11.2011 @ 7:25 am

I believe you have to rise to the expectations others have of you- rise and exceed. Rise when the time is right, not when the timing is easy. Rise so high and confidently, that the obstacles in your way are hundreds of feet beneath you. Merely specks of sand in a world you can fully conquer and change. Rise and never look down.

Posted By andrea On 06.10.2011 @ 12:00 pm

inspirational

Posted By Andrea On 06.09.2011 @ 5:19 pm

Forgetting ain’t easy. Sometimes we want to forget and we can’t and sometimes we want to remember forever, but we can’t.

Posted By andrea On 06.07.2011 @ 6:16 pm

I didn’t know the deffinition of plaid so when I read it I needed to look it up in Goggle, and that took me a lot of time and I just understood that it’s a cloth but I still do not understandvery clearly. So here I am writting what I’m thinking.

Posted By andrea On 06.06.2011 @ 10:29 am

likechalkboards we can write with chalk, teachers teach using chalkboards. i stole some coloured chalk before. they were really retty. a asshole teacher threw a halkboard eraser on me once. id sue, but i didnt know to, i was too young. sigh. should have sued his pants off.

Posted By andrea On 06.05.2011 @ 8:54 am

The first time I rode in a limo, I was on my way to a dance with a boy I thought I loved. As the fates would have it, I didn’t love him…or the following lovers I took. Which kind of sucks, but it’s ok. I’m young yet.

Posted By Andrea On 06.03.2011 @ 9:00 am

I want a backpack I could just fill with emotions. Bad memories, the works. One that I could carry to the top of a mountain or go to the middle of the sea with and then just dump it. Lost, forever….

Posted By Andrea On 06.01.2011 @ 2:02 pm

Grab your backpack fill it with food and clothes and love, leave behind things you do not need. You don’t need that baggage, just this backpack.

Grab your backpack, let us away. Let’s see what is new, and let us see what is wonderful.

Posted By Andrea On 06.01.2011 @ 1:39 pm

Figures. Today’s word is montage. Nick and I broke up today. Everything, every-freaking-thing, reminds me of us. It’s like an endless montage to depressing music. Slip is repeating. How depressing is that?

Posted By Andrea On 05.31.2011 @ 8:36 pm

I remember back when I was in 7th grade. The first day in Mr. Reynold’s class and I thought to myself “Wow, I really hope people like me”. Prior to that, in my previous class a student commented on my “mustache”. I was not aware of the fact that I even had one. So later on that day I went home, told my grandmother, and had her remove of my horrific upper lip hair. Showed me a lot.

Posted By Andrea On 05.30.2011 @ 12:10 pm

Sideburns. It’s a funny word-I get the side part, but the burns part? It makes no sense. Did someone once burn off their sideburns, gaining them that awful name many years ago? I guess it could be looked up, but where’s the fun in that?

Posted By Andrea On 05.29.2011 @ 6:31 pm

guys with sideburns can be hot. I dislike sideburns on me or any other chick. It makes us look hairier than we ought to. I rather be feminine and hair free. Sideburns look better on dudes who know how to trim it

Posted By Andrea On 05.29.2011 @ 12:10 pm

I feel despair and pain just like anyone else. I despair over work, money, school, and life. I’ve never despaired over romance before which is good. It makes me feel good to know that is some place I’ve never hurt before…. my heart.

Posted By Andrea On 05.28.2011 @ 7:21 pm

Yesterday, I despaired to get my teeth out, but what I realized is I really despair the thought that not everything is permanent. Tomorrow, my mom will be able to hold my hand, but not always, and that is, indeed, something to despair.

Posted By Andrea On 05.28.2011 @ 1:00 pm

He looked on in despair. How was he going to reach his family? They were ripped from him like paper through a shredder. He began to plot his course and headed North. He believed they might be in a compound there.

Posted By Andrea On 05.28.2011 @ 12:35 pm

The Canteen was where we always got our food. It’s funny, now, because it burnt down. A canteen, it’s something that holds water, or any beverage, really. So a canteen, a water bottle, burnt down. I remember Scott and I going there one night. It was after a fight, and we were dying of hunger and thirst. God, I’ll miss that place.

Posted By Andrea On 05.26.2011 @ 8:41 pm

there she was, sitting alone in that ugly and dirty canteen. But what was she doing there? she saw herself lonely, sad, desconsolated. He walked in silently like as if he already know he was there, but he didn´t, he just felt it for some reason. The smell was pretty much recognizable.

Posted By Andrea On 05.26.2011 @ 4:14 pm

he drank from the canteen and spit out the contents. “what am I drinking?”, he said to himself. It tasted like horse…well…you get the idea. he looked around and saw that he had awoken in the middle of a desert. There was not a clear path, so he began walking in the direction of the sun.

Posted By Andrea On 05.26.2011 @ 12:50 pm

Torch. Torch the memories, watch them burn, watch them ash. Maybe, just now, it’ll stop the pain. Torch. Get rid of the hurt and the memories and the love and all the things we said would stay. I guess not, so let’s torch this baby to the ground.

Posted By Andrea On 05.25.2011 @ 6:17 pm