I Hate To Cry

Seriously, I really hate when I cry. When I cry, I get shaky and my face gets puffy and red. It makes me feel weak, like I am not going to be strong again. I wish someone would wipe my tears for me....
Woah, to 'Emo.' Let me just say, if you think it is wrong to cry, do not. You need to let it out I was always told I was trying for sympathy, when I was not. Let it out, even if you hate it.

TGU

My Motto in Life

I try to:
a) Be Happy
b) Learn Every Day
c) Try something new
d) keep most of my blood inside my body at all times.

Now, like the English language, there are exceptions to the rules. Like, I have been known to give up my happiness so that others can be happy. And those summer days, where I do a total of zero educational things.
But, rule 'D' is the one I do my best to follow closest. Sure, I will give blood. But that is it. My blood.

The Girl Uninspired.

I am a Tree Hugging Conservitive.

I guess some people will [eventually] wonder what side of the debate I would fall under. I mean, I am big on life, and not letting people think they have the right to end it. So, naturally, I am pro-life, anti-death penalty, and vegetarian; if it can feel pain, I will not eat it.
But, I would really like to stop sending troops over seas.
And my views on gay people: Let them be gay, as long as no girls touch my bum, and no one is rutting in the streets (because no one, homosexual or heterosexual should be rutting in the streets [to kill a mockingbird reference FTW]) then let them have their marriage. Let them be happy. Then, the gay couples can adopt the babies put up for adoption when they chose to adopt out instead of abort. (It is a win-win in my head.)
So, yeah. In case you wondered. I like Life, and Love.

Friends Mean A Lot

I am not talking about the twelve people at a lunch table, or the kids in the half of the classroom you sit in. I am talking about the friends you can tell everything too, and who tell you everyone. Those who understand why some friends annoy you, and those who know why they annoy you; but do it anyway, because they know you will  always love them. I have one of those.
Well, the more that I think about it, I may have two. But, the number does not matter. But, the one I am sure of, she is my rock. We talk about everything, make each other laugh. We have hugged the other when they were crying and laughed with them on the good days. If it was not for her, I would not be in the state of mind I am in.
My state of mind is defiantly not the best, but it could be worse.
I guess I am just saying, Hug your best friend.

TGU

November 1st, 2009

NaNoWriMo started, and I have 1,500 words written, and none of them were written for my NaNo. They were written for a story I am collabing with a friend of mine. I feel kind of bad that I am not going to tell you my account. I just want to keep this anonymous. Sorry.
I feel bad this is a short entry.

The Girl Uninspired