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butterflydreaming1. Grab the nearest book with a blue cover.
2. Open the book to page 86.
3. Find the first full paragraph.
4. Post the text in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find, just the closest blue book.
Friendships cannot go one-way. I deserve to be treated according to how I treat others. Dignity and pride are things that I should have in any relationship. He wasn't good for me. I put him on a pedestal and it made me feel low.
The closest book with a blue cover was written in ink by my own hand.
Reading something I wrote months (or years) ago gives me a feeling like a static shock.
If I have a motto, it is "Always Remember". Maybe that's not good. {shrug} It doesn't mean that I can't change, change my mind, forgive, or apologize. What it does mean is that I don't get to lie to myself about the way things really were for me. So I journal for myself in the one place where I never tell a lie or present myself to an audience. Sometimes I go back and read them -- not often. Of late, I haven't been as steady about writing in a handwritten journal; I'm too often interrupted. I also haven't needed it as much. That is good... except that I'm afraid that I'm losing my ability to express myself in words.
The interior of my head is like a yard gone to weeds. Things are growing, but you can't tell the ragweed from the poppies, and good luck to the rosebushes. Walking around, I can feel that there are stepping stones, obscured by the dead vegetation of past seasons. What is path and what is flowerbed is a mystery. It's such a daunting task. Where do you start?
2. Open the book to page 86.
3. Find the first full paragraph.
4. Post the text in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find, just the closest blue book.
Friendships cannot go one-way. I deserve to be treated according to how I treat others. Dignity and pride are things that I should have in any relationship. He wasn't good for me. I put him on a pedestal and it made me feel low.
The closest book with a blue cover was written in ink by my own hand.
Reading something I wrote months (or years) ago gives me a feeling like a static shock.
If I have a motto, it is "Always Remember". Maybe that's not good. {shrug} It doesn't mean that I can't change, change my mind, forgive, or apologize. What it does mean is that I don't get to lie to myself about the way things really were for me. So I journal for myself in the one place where I never tell a lie or present myself to an audience. Sometimes I go back and read them -- not often. Of late, I haven't been as steady about writing in a handwritten journal; I'm too often interrupted. I also haven't needed it as much. That is good... except that I'm afraid that I'm losing my ability to express myself in words.
The interior of my head is like a yard gone to weeds. Things are growing, but you can't tell the ragweed from the poppies, and good luck to the rosebushes. Walking around, I can feel that there are stepping stones, obscured by the dead vegetation of past seasons. What is path and what is flowerbed is a mystery. It's such a daunting task. Where do you start?
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Date: 2006-06-04 10:25 pm (UTC)i was at a movie today, and someone stopped by to invite the guys next to me to go out with him next week. after he left, there was a conversation along the lines of how do we know that guy and why is he asking us out? it was so sad.
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Date: 2006-06-05 05:26 am (UTC)"checquer, checker. The first spelling is very much commoner in Britain for both the noun and the verb. The U.S. game checkers is the British draughts."
I did not know that! I don't know what I imagined draughts was, but certainly not checkers.