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Sneaky. The only thing I can really think about when someone says sneaky is "You sneaky MOM!" from the Jimmy Kimmle Show. That kid was cute. I wish I wrote inspiring pieces like some people who do this, but it is what it is I spose.
Platinum. I always wonder about those girls that have obviously dyed their hair platinum blonde. What was wrong with their normal hair? Why can girls just realize that they really are beautiful the way they are. They don't need to look like blond bimbos to look good. In fact I've met so many guys that say pony tails, jeans, and a t-shirt is the best look for girls, because they look natural.
Here I am. I've returned to that depressed state of panic. I feel like I'm doing horribly in my classes. I have B's and B+'s. People tell me it's a good grade, but I feel like I'm failing myself and disappointing others. I hate this feeling.
Centerpiece. I never really understood spending a lot of money on a centerpiece for weddings. Especially flower centerpieces they're just going to die in a few hours or days anyway. Why spend a hundred dollars on something that is dead? I also don't really understand people who put all their energy into events and freak out over centerpieces.
Destruction. Tear apart. ruin. All words that can describe a life, a relationship, a course.
Tomorrow I'm going to transport all of my things and myself back to college. I miss school and the people, but I don't miss all the hard work that goes into it. I also don't miss being broke all the time. Tomorrow I transport myself to school and I'm excited and sad. It's always bitter sweet that leaving thing.
Missed. I miss college. I can't go back until Sunday. I feel like I missed out on a lot of the college experience as well, because I don't drink, I found the guy I want to be with my freshman year and we're already talking about marriage. I don't do anything crazy. I go to class, work, then do my homework. I won't have any crazy stories to look back. I don't know if it's a good or a bad thing that I've missed out on "typical college".
Deer are scary and very beautiful. When they aren't running out infront of my car in the middle of the night they're elegant creatures.
I want to succeed in life. I think success is when I'm finally financially independent from my parents. I hate having to ask them for help. I've always hated asking for help. I want to be a successful therapist with a beautiful family married to the man of my dreams. Success comes in different forms for everyone. To succeed means happiness.
Repeat. I put my favorite songs on repeat until I know all the words. I'll listen to it for hours and hours until I hate it. It's part of the silly girl I am. I also repeat moments that I want to keep forever in my mind before I go to sleep so I never forget them. Moments mean everything.
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