Where'd you go?

"Never ignore a person who loves you, cares for you, and misses you. Because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars."


Why? I don't understand. 

Hello, post one hundred.
Talk about a moment of panic.
Never again.
K, thanks.
Ah.
Not okay.

Oh, honey.

Thank you for noticing the moment you saw me that something was wrong.
Then offering to go to my locker for me.
And then fighting me when I said I'd go.
And then letting me go.
Whether you know it or not,
It means so much to me, your attentive eye.
<3

I raise my glass to you,

Kid who facebook stalked me.

Who I get along quite well with.

Who I 'm glad I've gotten to know.

I raise my glass to you,

As we walked back to the school,

And as we laugh about being string along

And how I see something that could blossom.

I raise my glass to you,

For that "sneaky" look,

And my spaz answer back

"Look, it glows in the dark"

I raise my glass to you. 

Jeopardy

One word:

Jeopardy.

Three more words:

SO MUCH FUN

Can I get a "Hey-Ya" ?

When I said, "I'd hit that", I meant with my car.
--Unknown.

"There comes a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything, but it's not giving up. It's realizing you don't need certain people and the drama they bring."
--Unknown

Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.
--Unknown.

My life. I'm so happy that summer is almost here.
Can I get a "Hey-Ya" ?

Also: Momma's Boy -- Elizabeth and the Catapult.

Amen to you.

And Justin Beiber getting the music to cue him to shush up. Amen.

Neyo: You're hat is sexy.

I love watching my father interact with Theo.
I love watching Theo's foot fetish.
I love that, because of this fetish, I have a couple scratches on my feet.
I love Belgi Galette cookies.
I love my family talking about Wicked's light cues during dinner.
I love that I'm watching an award show and I can't hear it.
I love that I didn't take many texts today.
I love that you're talking to me.
I love that I'm happy tonight.
I love that I got a 6 on my practice SAT writing.
(This is only one out of two scorers, well, scores. I might have gotten a twelve.)
I love Harry Potter.
I love my Sound of Music earrings.
I love that there's a dance on Saturday.
I love that you hold my hand when we talk.
I love how different you were then.
I love that we are friends again.
I love Taio Cruz's accent. Where is that man from?
I love magic.
Neyo, you're hat is darn sexy. mmm, baby.


.... On another note.

Tonight seems like a bible night.
Because, God, I'm searching this time.
Hear my call?
I'm

Senior Pictures Part 1

I am a senior model...
As of tomorrow.
And I'm pretty excited.
I'm hoping that in the course of everything,
The pictures blatantly say who I am.
Crossing my el finger-os

Ghost?

You fell asleep in class today and I think it might have been one of the most adorable things I've ever seen. And seeing you so peaceful, with zero cynical spikes, god, thats who I had fallen for. But, you aren't him anymore. You woke up, and I woke up, and now we're simply shadows waltzing around each other.

And frankly, I don't miss you.

I'm okay.

I mean, yes, I do miss you at times. The stupid bantering that we had down to a 'T'.

But, really, it's a good example of pulling through. Because, hell, I was crushed.

I won't lie about that. It hurt a lot, but I'm fine now.

We aren't talking, and probably won't ever.

Oh well.

Amen for high school.

I believe that this is possible

I believe that standing in the rain is a beautiful thing.
I believe that wavy hair is pretty.
I believe that nurture has a lot to do with it.
I believe that trying new things is exciting.
I believe you're actions are innocent.
I believe we can start again and be friends.
I believe that ... so what if we question you. I love you dearly.
I believe that you'll find you're way.
I believe that things will be alright.
I believe that I'll have the best senior year ever.
I believe that without you, the last couple weeks wouldn't have been fun.
I believe that you are easily one of my few best friends.
I believe that he hates my music, but I don't care.
I believe that I'm an army of a thousand.
I believe that you give some of the best hugs.
I believe that dark chocolate easily can make anyone happy.
I believe that tonight will be a good night.
I believe that the way you care is going to help me make these transitions.
I believe that whatever you're feeling must stop before anything happens.
I believe that if it wasn't for guys like you, there wouldn't be songs like this.
I believe car playlists are made for happiness.
I believe my soaked socks and chilled arms will eventually warm.
I believe in the summer sun around the corner.
The tap lessons that my besties might get to see. (THANK GOD)
I believe there is reason that joy makes everyone look so much better.
I believe in today.

I've Got A Friend In You

Goodness,
I don't understand it in the least, but I'm liking it.
For once, I'm really going to miss Narnia when it's over.
At least tech is called just until Friday.
Though, I'll stop by after wards to help out I think.
Yeah.
I need to talk to Mike anyways about audies.

So, thank you to those, who on a continual basis:
Make me smile,
Make me laugh,
Give me hugs,
Tell me that I look pretty,
Hold my hand,
Dance with me,
Put up with my stupidness,
Help despite being an actor,
Are just too cute for words,
Ask how I am,
Give me pre-show, good luck wishes, even though I don't do much,
Compliment my drawings,
Rock out with me on the way to cast parties,
Deal with my many pictures,
Love me.

Thank you.
It means the world to me that in this period of stress, and being easily frustrated.
I have people who love me, and are willing to sit me down and remind me of it.
I don't know what I would do without you.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
When you say things three times, it should stick.
MUCH LOVE.

Bunny.

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. You crazy.

It's a good thing you just keep on going, sweetheart.
Energizer bunny.
To. The. Max.

Magic

Oh Pike's Place. I really miss the magic that you brought.
Summer, come spirit me away.

I know that God loves me because he gave me Nutella.
Seriously.
He also gave me hot chocolate after prom.
And eleven hours of sleep.

Now I just need patience from those around me and with myself.
Welcome hell week.

Woooo

Euro session over and a handful of notes had zippo to do with WW2.

But who am I kidding?

I'm less than two weeks to finding out.

Thank youu

Thank you for stepping up.
You might have saved anothers life.
Thank you for being aware of the steam coming out of my ears.
You are wonderful.
Thank you for the awkward hug.
It's nice to know you care.
Thank you for the pretty compliment.
It means a lot to me.
Thank you for noticing my work.
IT feel's nice to be appriciated.
Thank you texting me during lunch.
I know, right?
Thank you for thinking about making me a senior model.
AH! That makes me feel so cool.
Thank you for being my tennis partner.
We rule.
Thank you for noticing.
Heck yeah, I'm pretty [stunning].

Thank you for making me feel loved.

Because the burst of stress and irritation with life I felt today....
Yeah, if there are some actors heads rolling...
Don't look at me first?

Anywho, It means a lot that you care.

TESTOSTERONE!

What a day.
Can you say testosterone in the theatre?
In the lunch room?
On facebook?
Via cell phone?

What was so appealing about me today?
Grief.

Whoo

As my facebook fills with "Osama is dead"
I can't help but have a bad feeling in my stomach.
Not because of him.
Goodness knows, I'm awful with this political stuff.
But...
I'm just not whole currently.

I really need to find something that makes me happy again.