Deep, and Not So Deep Thoughts
I myself can never seem to find the balance between  being careful and being wimpy. 
Unintentionally finding out that you have something in common with the guy you like is a lot more fun than forcing yourself to have things in common with him. 
I desperately need to work out.  I am so very bloated. Unfortunately, I don't think this is really bloat.
The media will not only entertain you, they will add more red to the tint of the rose colored glasses that you are already wearing.  Don't forget to take those glasses off once in a while. 
A lot can happen in four years
Coming home from college is weird. Your whole town looks as familiar as your house, but all of a sudden, your house is no longer your home. 
Clutter is something that I am prone to, but cannot stand.  It's sort of like my tendency to procrastinate. 
I like me okay.
I am profoundly susceptable to the tragic; not the stupid, not the helpable, but the easily caught stuff:  some forms of sickness, sadness, falling for the wrong guy. . .
I think we are sort of like lakes.  We are not considered beautiful until we reflect what is above us.
It's wonderful, being able to achieve a certain degree of independence, yet coming home and being in love with your family more than ever.
If he wants me, he's going to have to prove it. 
I watched "The Usual Suspects" the other night. I keep forgetting how malevolent the world is.  Evil gives goodness a sort of childish apperance.  No wonder Jesus said children were blessed. 
The saddest part about the whole "us" issue is that it isn't even about us anymore.
I will not let myself defeat me. I am stronger than that. I will read, I will write. I will sing. I will cry.  I will scream. Mostly, I will write.  God, thanks for an addictive outlette that is safer than heroine. 
I focus so much on not doing what is wrong, that I often forget what is right. 
I think my life is too annoyingly sane.  Sanity is the ability to cover up what you really feel. It's no wonder people faint at the site of blood.  Blood is basic, deep, and insane. Yet,  it still gives us life.  
Do you ever have those days when even breathing seems like an inconvenience? 
My time with him is is the most surreal memory that I have - He has become something that never happened that I'll never forget. 
Can you try too hard?
Almost all I do is driven by a yearning to convince.
I hate being obvious
I don't think I've ever completely given up on anyone. If I have a daughter I want to name her Faith or Hope. 
Too much time is wasted in trying to save time.  Why not enjoy the puddles, experience the awful as well as the good?  Learn to love being dirty?  Let's be messy you and I. 
Repeat after me:  Stress does not equate success. 
The antithesis of me is serenity. 
Perhaps the goal should not be to be satisfied, but instead should be to never be satisfied. 
My english professor couldn't remember my name, but then got mad at me for using the word "like." 
Attractiveness and beauty are two entirely different things.
Praying can be so excruciating. Sometimes I'd almost rather run laps.
I crave guidance more than I crave appreciation. 
When I think about him, I sometimes forget who it really is I am thinking about. 
Legalism is crappy.