Focusing on what's real:

I don't need this anymore. Everything's changing up, for the good and not so good. I feel even myself might be changing. Opposite of how I used to be? (Or so I hope). Starting to realize the lack of a point of being shy. Or why I should stop complaining, and accept mostly everything that comes my way. Of course things will even out, and make sense in the end. I can't wait when it does. I really can't wait. Do I want this, though?
Asking myself: What's the point? What is the point? Wanting this point to be coming soon. I can feel it. And, it's coming soon.




I got a pet bird named Geraldine. Fake.

I listen to the wind,

the wind of my soul.

I've sat upon the setting sun. But never, never never never. I never wanted water once. No, never, never, never.




I've swam upon the salty lake. But never, never never never. I'll never make the same mistake. No, never, never, never.

I can't help but,

to take you seriously.

All the same things.

IF you know what I mean.






I'm just too excited to listen to Sufjan Steven presents: songs for Christmas (singalong).
I'm even more excited to put it on my ipod.

I sure wish I celebrated Christmas! I miss when I used to.
Who knows? Being different is nice, except the Hannukkah questions I'm getting asked, and expected to give an answer to. Just because my family is Jewish, doesn't mean I'm a walking Torah, you know.
Hanukkah, Chanukah, Hanukah, Chanuka, Chanukkah, Hanuka, Channukah, Chanukka, Hanukka, Hannuka, Hannakkah, Xanuka, Hannukka, Channukkah, Channukka, Chanuga.
The only thing I know, though, is the many different ways to spell it!

The start of break.

As high as my expectations could have possibly reached, and it's been even better.
I'm glad, I'm glad. I hope you are too.

I'm starting to feel,

not so afraid anymore.




and I don't even regret that, you know, not one bit.

On the spot.

I never got a chance to write about how much fun Saturday was. I'm glad you had fun, and you. I'm glad you told me how you regret leaving so early that night, and wish you didn't.
But, most of all. I love this routine we started. I love how you don't even have to ask, now. Last night proved it. I hope maybe you'll want what I've been wanting for a while now. Remember when I was finished blogging about you? That lasted a while...


We haven't had a disagreement in such a long time. Usually one of us gets mad, and it blows over after a while. This time, it was talked over. What a relief. I want you to know how I've been feeling. I'm happy to know you have an idea.



I feel like I'm finally branching out. I've wanted to for so long, and now that I don't want to, I am. It's not that I don't want to. I'm just overly content with my friend situation right now. It will be good though, just a few sleepovers with new friends. I can hardly wait!




How refreshing the Friday morning sky is. How wonderful it worked out that I had my camera that day. Everyday since then has been the most bland, and normal. Why did it stop raining for just one day-Saturday? Didn't that end up going great?I never know what to wear to school when it's almost snowing weather. Sooner or later, I'm going to end up wearing my footie pajamas to school. But, then I'd have nothing to wear that night.







This break for winter should be just what I need.