That is all.

For Christmas I received a book (in honor of my grandfather) entitled
'We Were There: Normandy' by, Hal Buell

In it a man named Will Rogers was quoted saying,
"…To talk of old times with old friends
Is the greatest thing in the world"

I'm pretty sure he's right.

The other day I ran into a bug
Walking along my bathroom counter

Normally I'd rush to find something to kill it
Yes, I'm a bug killer
Sorry
But the other day was different
I couldn't bring myself to smash it

See, it was walking perfectly in line
With the beat of
'Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough' by Michael Jackson
That was playing in the background

So a word of advice to any bugs,
Who decide to invade my bathroom in the future,
Dance and your life shall be spared

I’ve come to the conclusion
That Valentine’s Day is terribly misunderstood

This ought to be a holiday to include everyone
Not a holiday that is celebrated by couples
And mourned by single women gorging on desserts

Surely our love isn’t meant for just one person

The 14th of February should be a celebration
Of all the people in our life that we care for
Not just our significant other

I admit, at times, I’ve been pulled into the whirlwind of
“Oh I just have to have a date for Valentine’s”
The whirlwind that leaves those in it
Completely narrow minded and selfish

I wasn’t worried about being single this 14th though
I just recently ended a stressful relationship with someone,
If relationship is even the right word,
And I was feeling good about a relaxing holiday
With no built up expectations
…I must say this was the best Valentine’s to date

On the 13th Melanie and I drove to College Park to visit
Nothing very eventful went on
Jennie was visiting as well and

Some of Cary's friends were having people over
Most of the night was spent by me
Driving around drunk college students on a beer run
- Mostly screaming about how
We must find a restroom as soon as possible
Or how "Freshman Steve" was going to throw up at any minute

But it’s not as simple as that
The thing is
I got to spend my time with friends
With close friends
- Who love me
And don’t expect anything in return except my love
Maybe not even that

I got to spend the 14th at home too
With my parents and grandmother
It was just like any other night at home
Except for the fact that I could see how special these people are

It’s in those moments, when I get to step back
It’s the closest I can come
To an out of body experience, I suppose
I’m sure you’ve had one of these moments yourself
It’s one of those times
When you realize how wonderful something is
When you realize
This is one of those moments you’ll
Look back on some time, maybe years from now, and smile at
One of those moments
When everything seems to be flowing so slowly
Yet so fast
Because you wish it’d just stop for a second
And let you catch up
Or maybe stop so you can stay in it a little longer
It’s one of these moments on Valentine’s Day
That I realize this is exactly
What this holiday is and should be about

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(Happy Valentine's Day)

As many times as I pass the Canton Daily Grind in a week

I still do a double take

It seems to me,
That I always realize the mistakes I’ve made
After they’ve finished hurting me and those I love

I need some sort of scheduled check list
To keep myself and morals in order

It’s like a wise man once told me,
“Check yourself before you wreck yourself”

...Thanks Cube.

P.S. The googling of bang cutting paid off,
There was a secret-ninja-scissor-move that worked

...Thank God.

It's a bad day...

I broke rule #1 of girl'dom

I cut my bangs

I know! I know!

What was I thinking?

I was bored, waiting for a call, drying my hair

And it hit me

Hey, I miss my bangs

Fun! I'll cut them!

My senior year,

When I was only taking three classes at Essex

Was filled with these same horrible thoughts

But they didn't stick to just bangs

So, every other day when I was bored

With no classes and no homework to keep myself busy

Out came the scissors

Those scissors turned me into something evil

They had a power over me

I couldn't control the urge to cut my hair

I have to say it wasn't so bad

I did a great job layering and often got compliments

But when you're trying to grow your hair out

Scissors are the enemy

My bangs aren't incredibly disasterous,

I'm rocking them quite well,

But I'm googling "how to cut your own bangs" anyways

Hopefully this will turn out well

I can describe yesterday morning

With only one word

-Perfection

(Most likely due to the weather)

When you're just getting used to the 20 degree torture,

If it's actually possible to get used to,

And you wake up to 60 degrees

It's a kind of torture in and of itself

-Knowing it won't last very long, I guess

I had opened the window in my room the night before

So that morning the birds were kind enough to wake me

-Before the obnoxious sound of my alarm

On a normal winter day I'd try to sleep a few minutes more

But it was obvious, by the smell drifting through my window,

That this was not winter

You know that smell of spring; I'm not sure what it is

And I'm still not sure if it's even a good smell

But it's that smell that makes you feel something,

Something you can't really describe

It's somethig that's familiar and comforting

And exciting and optimistic all at once

Well anyways,

I've been frequenting the Panera in Canton lately

It's one of those revamped warehouses

With brick walls and a view of the harbor

And that's perfect enough for me

But adding in perfect weather

Was almost too much to handle

That I couldn't help but smile when I walked out the door

So, Bob Marley and I made our way down Boston Street

I bought a bagel and he sang to me

While I enjoyed the company of strangers

Who didn't really feel like strangers at all

It's a horrible realization

When you look back and see how foolish you've been

When you take someone's word and lose your voice in the process

When you selfishly blindfold yourself from seeing what you're destroying

Blindfold yourself from seeing the hurt you will cause

When you disregard the wisdom you've been taught to follow

When the best you can do is apologize-

Because sometimes, as hard as you try or wish or pray,

There's some things you just can't take back