Day 139: FAIL

My hair is naturally auburn but I dyed it a dark maroon.

I have blue eyes that are green on occasion.

My skin is pale but is elegantly decorated with freckles.

My smile can light up a room.

The curls in my hair are of my mothers.

I've got a button nose.

My hands are small.

My voice is not one of a child but can sing a melody of innocence.

My heart is big & sensitive to things you wouldn't think would bother me but is not one to hate.

I love myself.

I haven't said that ever in my life, so the above description is anything but a degree of narcissism or arrogance. Those are things people have said about me; I could beg to differ & could argue each point they made but I'm learning to believe them.

One day I will find that guy that is everything I wanted. I'm okay with waiting. Any guy that I have liked before...well I figure it just wasn't meant to be & i'm okay with it now. The way those guys made me feel is nothing compared to how I will feel when I finally meet the guy I want to be with. I can't help but wonder if I have already met him or if I still have yet to be in the same room as him. I always wonder that stuff. I wonder what I will love about him, what his flaws are, his attitude towards things...etc.

Last night I was in a mood where I sat on my old trunk leaning on my windowsill & watched the snow fall. There is something about about snow falling that makes the world seem so peaceful & innocent. I love that feeling. The feeling of everything being okay.

I woke up today to school being canceled because of all the snow. About three feet fell as I slept. My only logical thought was to gear up & trot my happy ass through it. I tried to hurdle a snowbank but failed miserably.

If I were to die today, I would be okay with it. I'm proud of the things I have accomplished & I regret nothing; absolutely nothing.

Also, my Hulk Hands came in the mail today. Yay!

<--New England FAIL.

EDIT: Ass=tush. I need to stop swearing.