February 2012
Got my prom dress today!
I’m glad I didn’t just sit around and mope all day. I love my mom. I don’t say it nearly as much as I should. But I love her. She always knows what to say to make me feel better. I didn’t think I’d get off the couch…much less find a prom dress. But I’m happy I did. Senior year. Live it up. Life’s too short to be sad :)
Anonymous asked: You did the very best you could. That is all you can ask for. Don't let something like this bring you down. Especially don't think you let anyone down, you tried as hard as you could, you can't ask for more than that. Just know this supposed "loss" doesn't represent who you are, all you can do is move forward and learn from it. And like you said, God has a plan for...
Anonymous asked: Have you ever thought that maybe the reason why people don't know the real you, or the reason you feel like you can't be the real you is because you don't know who you are? I know plenty of girls and guys who would love to feel really close to you, but it just seems like you aren't really that CLOSE to anyone except maybe your brother. You don't let people close and when...
“you are not alone in this.”
Anonymous asked: Nervous?
I'm disappointed in myself.
No, I’m not mad/sad I didn’t make it to Sectionals in Oratory.
I’m disappointed that I didn’t get up there and communicate. I let my anxiety get the best of me, and it stinks that what was “the best oratory ever” is now gone. I know I could have done better, but I’m proud of myself for going back into that room and fighting through my tears and sniffles....
Anonymous asked: someone looks frustrated.
Anonymous asked: When you reblog these images to your blog are they images about how you feeling, or did you just reblog them because you liked them.
