December 2011
I can never be packed with enough time to sleep. It’s just fate.
Driving to the airport in 5 hours, not a thing in my suitcase yet.
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I have things I don’t like about my appearance. I know they are there, but I try and console myself by saying “Well it bothers me, but no one else cares/notices them.”
Having my mom help me pick out clothes for new years, and she mentions something I was sure I was really the only one who noticed it. Yea, I almost cried.
But I guess that’s how moms are. They tell you...
My friend got lottery for Mormon.
Waves of jealousy.
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TFFL
Trying not to be Debbie Downer about what I was...
but it really sucks.
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Randolph the Red Nosed Turret →
After all there's only one more sleep till...
I’m alone in my struggles and trials, and alone in my excitement and my victories.
I got the Harry Potter cook book. And a cupcake book. And zombie poems. And all the Magic supplies I could want.
And a really great night of conversation with my friends. =)
I was able to find pretty much EVERY big box VHS Disney movie we ever owned EXCEPT Muppet Christmas Carol. All I wanted to do was watch it and wrap gifts.
I suppose Harry Potter is a worthy replacement for Christmas movies
