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Glassy. Just Glassy.
I went home this weekend. Therefore, I was not at my apartment for two days.Within this time, some idiot dropped a bottle of Martinelli's Sparkling Cider directly in front of my door. It shattered,...
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:)
Interesting how just a glimpse of a dripping water faucet or a pair of feet clad in bright green converse can turn my horrible day into something a little above tolerable.
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Best February Ever
February is always the time when it won't snow, and the snow won't melt. It feels like winter will never end, and the cold wind will never stop blowing. It's the month to crave watermelon, lemonade,...
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The Impossible is Possible Tonight
I broke down today.That never happens.And of course, it's when it's snowing in April, I'm uncontactable, and I won't see my sister again for 18 months.18 months. A year and a half. You might think it's...
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In Retrospect
We do dances differently here. We don't go on dates until we're 16, and even then, we usually go in groups. Two or more couples. I guess it's a good way to learn how to date, it keeps kids out of...
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Introspectus
Ever had one of those nights where you're so tired that you flop onto your bed and instantly fall asleep without even a blanket on top of you? And then in the middle of the night you half wake up and...
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Closure
8 months, 5 days.January 2nd to September 7th.We'd endured 5 months of long distance, 3500 miles of driving, 1400 miles in flight, hours on the phone, parent-imposed curfews, a summer of work - not...
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Shadows on the Wall
Last night I couldn't sleep, as usual. I was haunted by yet another phantom of my past. Instead of the usual once-boyfriend phantom or the stinging-reply-in-hindsight phantom, or even the...
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Thanks to Give Late
Thanksgiving on Black FridayThanksgiving this year wasn't used for thanksgiving. It took me until the day after to see just what I am most grateful for.The day after is Black Friday, the day when crazy...
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Despondent
I watched your eyes fill with tears and you cave in on yourself, leaning forward, hunching yourself to your knees in a paroxysm of grief. I didn't know why, but I could see your pain streaming down...
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He'll if I Know
It wasn't bitter cold, it wasn't snowing. It wasn't a dirty slush day either, the one you have to dance the slosh to come home without frostbite but you're still soaked and freezing.It was stay-at-home...
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Billy Jim and the Absence of Hermeneutics of Given Names
My senior year of high school I was walking down the halls of the rival across town and came across a poster with a little quote on it. I laughed, pointed it out to a friend, they laughed, and we...
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conjugating
studying on the floor in front of my open door in the newfound sun.sending a surprise package to my sister.sunning myself on the roof of the roommates car while she borrows my shoes and library card to...
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That Which...
That which I could expound upon for pages and pages but won't because this week is another gray hair week and by the time I actually have time to pay attention and write, all my ideas will be buried...
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Life is Good
I've had a lot of time to think about what I'm going to be doing until school resumes in January. My first thoughts were to convenience - stay in Logan, work with people with disabilities, don't move,...
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Broken
I sat there twirling the perfect sunflower found on my seat. I swallowed hard against a hot, thick ball forming in my throat. I willed the tears not to burst through the dams of my eyelids. I wasn't...
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The Girl Who Grinned at the Sky
I'd just finished a particularly frustrating session of one class, and was trudging along to my least favorite and most dreaded class. No end was in sight, and the wind whipped cruel cold inside my...
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the why not
"A writer never forgets the first time he accepted a few coins or a word of praise in exchange for a story. He will never forget the sweet poison of vanity in his blood and the belief that, if he...
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