April 12 (;

I'd say today was pretty damn productive. No homework. No tests tomorrow. Katie Sandler's hair was sophisticated. Game was cancelled. Ran 1.5 miles. Ran faster than anyone on my team. Donwfall; have blisters on my feet now... Did Jessica's hair for prom...kinda an epic fail though. And I burnt my finger. I drank a monster and am now going to have trouble sleeping. Broke up with a secret boyfriend. Reminisced with an ex boyfriend (today was the day THREE years ago that he fell in love with me). Decided Me and Megan Prather are going to run cross country next year. And cleaned my locker. One complaint: my virtual fishes died...): rip purple tang ):

I am completely average. There is nothing special about me. In fact, I'm pretty sure I'm less than average. I'm not smart, I can't stay with one thing for very long, I get upset easily, there's nothing unique about me, I talk too much, I say the wrong things, I don't care enough, or I care too much. All I know how to do is sit there and look pretty. And I'm not even pretty enough to do that. I'm not independent. I rely on others way too much. I don't see my full potential nor would I be able to reach it. I have best friends but sometimes I'm the only one who can give myself advice. But of course I don't even take the advice I'm given. I'm scared to speak my mind or ask questions. I hate the spotlight; it just sets you up for failure. I've accepted failure however, since that's the only thing I'm good at. The only thing worse than everything I just mentioned is not ever having the chance to change it all..

Heart,*

I was wrong. I don't know what love is. And I don't know what love isn't. I don't know how to find love, or how to runaway from it. Maybe we should just embrace it. Because love is always there. It's never lost, only waiting to be found. It should be simple, but it's not. Love is complicated. Only the lover knows what she loves. Only the loved know how it feels.

Meet new friends, but keep the old.

You never realize how much you miss someone until they're gone. Cliche, I know. Truth? Indeed. Seeing old friends again can be one of the best days ever. I missed you guys.

Thanksgiving on February 20th?

No matter what day it is, my aunt makes the beat turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, and green beans. I'm pretty sure today was better than my real thanksgiving. My cousin also makes the best koolaid known to man. I love my family. Brother, you missed out.

I love...

My boyfriends parents. Seriously, unground him already!?

Runaway.

Everyone wants a chance to runaway from life. Everyone needs an escape. A way out. A happy ending. Or a new beginning. Will that day come? Of course it will, but not soon enough. And when the opportunity arises, will you grab it? Your mind could change in the blink of an eye. Life can chance in the blink of an eye. So stay home. Runaway another day.