wow!!!it has been a really long long long time since i have written in u the last time I wrote on this was in like febuary!!!!!!!! Well of course my life is so awesome!!!!!!!! I don't like aaron anymore... I have the best boyfriend anyone could ask for!!!He is so sweet and I love him. His name is Brandon and yes we are still dating!!!!!! I know really long time he asked me out on I think January 25 or 26,2007 one of them and today is October 16,2007 9 months and something days but anyways he loves me so much!!! I was goin to kiss him today but I just well u know I kinda chickened out Thank God He Didnt Know About The Kiss!!!!!!! It was going to be a surprize!!!I would have been so embarresed if he knew and then I chickened out. Well a lot has gone by. I'm in the 7th grade my best friends from Dingeman are at the Marshall and by the way they just built a new one. Yipee... so me and the rest of the 7th, 6th, and 8th grade are all new!!! Me, Maria, and Hadeel were not really friends anymore because of this huge fight on myspace and all that shit but anyways... were just aquantinces I love my new and old friends. I have a really heathey life its perfect well thats all I can say soya dev
I get a feeling of grief inside my stomach, everytime aneagle flies above me. Something aboutit's grace, makes me want to soar right along side him, but I know that I can't, for I have no wings. Theeagle saw my pained expression, for one day, he flew right down to me, and asked. "Why are you so sad?" I replied."Because I want to fly with you, but I have no wings." He laughed. "Is that so?" Then he leaned in secretly. "Well, I have always wanted walk, but I have short legs, and I wobble." He sighed. "Flapping my wing's gets oh so tiring." I stared at him in disbelief. "But flying would be amazing! You could soar over roofs of houses, and no chain can hold you. You're free." "Roofs become boring and I've always wanted to go inside a building. I'm sure it would beso ornate, Id never get bored." He flapped his wings irritably. I shuffled my feet. "You really think so?" I had asked him. "Of course." Then he said. "I would give anything to see the sky from a window, the light reflecting through the glass. It would be so beautiful." As we said goodbye, and I went back inside, and I saw for the breifest second, the light reflect off the window and form a rainbow around the room. The eagle had been right. It was very beautiful.
It's been almost a year since I've written on here. So many things have changed, and yet so many have stayed the same. I want to ask Justin so badly several things but I know the answer I'll get "I don't know" or "I don't think about it". What if he never saw me again? Would he be okay with that? I think about him daily, do I ever cross his mind other than when my nickname comes on Guitar Hero? Could he live without ever kissing me again? Does he keep seeing me only out of routine and habit because he doesn't want to try and find someone else? Does he keep coming back to me because I know him and know how he is and he doesn't feel like getting to know another girl? I don't know if he'll ever be able to take a chance and for real "date" again. He says the next three years scare him. I don't understand why, he knows where he's going to college, what he's going to study and even what job he'll have when he gets out. Will he one day just wake up and realize I've been standing in front of him the past year and a half? I doubt it. I think some other girl will come along and knock him off his feet. Maybe she can break the wall he's built up thanks to his last girlfriend. I don't think it'll be me though. I have realized that it's easier for me to deal with him than anyone else though. I guess we're alike in that we don't want to figure out another person, when we know each other well enough already. I know that no one else kisses me like he does and that I don't get nearly as excited about any other guy as I do about him. Going through a few guys at the start of the school year helped me realize that I'd rather have Juice break my heart than anyone else, because I know what to expect when he does. I know him and know his way of doing things. I trust him to break my heart the same way every time by just walking away. Every time he leaves, he takes a little bit of me with him.
Travel Journal; Restaurant Blog: Destin, Florida Tuesday: Home Wednesday: Fudpucker's Thursday: Joe's Crabshack Friday: Hooter's Saturday: Ordered in Dominoe's Wednesday: At Fudpucker's we saw the alligators but didn't feed them. We didn't buy any t-shirts. I signed the wall and the table so people will know that I was there. Thursday: At Joe's Crabshack Alyssa, Kelsey, Kaitlyn, and I went out on the playground and played tag. It was fun beacuse there were so many places to hide in. I bought a cute t-shirt. Friday: At Hooter's the boys couldn't keep their tounges in their heads. They were VERY happy with our waittress. Brandon bought a Hooter's t-shirt and Christain bought a Hooter's calnedar. Afterwards we went to the Go-kart track. The boys rode the wooden track and then they rode the family track with me. Christain got in front of me and wouldn't let me pass. Finally I got in front of him and wouldn't let him pass.
What is Success?
What is it? We can say it is a feeling that surpasses all. But that does not really sum it up. So what is it? Is it some kind of drug that people often strive so hard to get and by any means which is their means.
Some wait their whole lives to find success which can just be a momentary state, feeling or whatever you might find it to be. But what drives us to get it? Athletes train for months on end to be the best, or at least contend to be. All of this with the chance that they might not even win anything at all or even gets success.
So in essence then, success could be a number of things; a feeling, a state of mind or just a place that exist only in the minds of those who so fervently try to get it. It can be also interpreted for other people than just athletes. Doctors, lawyers, scientist, teacher, and priest any and everyone have their own success that they try to achieve. Because of it, people do many things just to say that "yea I have reached the Plato called success. Some used growth hormones; some sabotage another or do unthinkable things to reach the top.
Personally I think that success is not a place that a person could arrive to; I think that it is an on going journey that has its own rewards along the way.
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