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If love is the answer, could you please rephrase the question?
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Name: Claire Gender: Female
Interests: theatre, reading, writing, music, friends, church, clay aiken, ewan mcgregor, moulin rouge, the beatles, shakespeare, boys, school(yeah yeah, but it's the truth!) Expertise: theatre, sleeping, eating, talking, daydreaming, writing, reading, being moral support, moulin rouge, the beatles, shakespeare
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Member Since:
9/28/2004
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| For anyone who still manages to be following me here, I have moved! My blog for my Italian semester ((and beyond??)) is www.mnbmprncss.blogspot.com | | |
| God damn it, I am getting old. I got a great 1-2 punch combination of growing up today that I was totally unprepared for. 1) One of my exes in engaged. At least I think so. It wouldn't surprise me. Now, I'm not new to the phenomenon of people I know my age getting engaged, married, pregnant or some combination of the three, but this is someone that I dated. Like, someone who could have concievably at one point wanted to marry me. Which is a whole other world of awkward, because I'm not entirely sure I'm going to get married. 2) I got laid off for the first time today. And my first thought was, "I can't be getting laid off. People's dads get laid off. Established professionals get laid off. Not me. I'm still a teenager." But alas, my denial didn't change the fact that I am now, once again, unemployed. Well shit. Welcome to being an adult. | | |
| hey beautiful it gets kinda lonely down here sometimes in the cold or lackthereof in the tests and the essays and the brain numbing classes sometimes i wonder if you're not better off i have a secret, you may already know it i didn't cry not for days not until after the funeral, curled up in betsy's arms eating chinese takeout the food of pain then i finally cried not because you were gone but because i had let you go so much earlier i'm sorry about that you changed and i resented the woman you were for taking away the girl i knew and i ruined those last almost memories i would go over memories dancing images of you in my head but your essence is not in the "moments" the events but in the daily not in the "wow that dress looks great on you" but in the "because i'm babboon butt, that's why" if i ever live in something other than a cardboard box i am still going to build you a beauty and the beast library | | |
| I am about to embark on an adventure into frightening and unknown territory. My enemy is my own power. Here's to the racing heart and nervous hands that I will learn to steady. Here's to an experiment, to a test, to a dangerous idea. Here's to the woman I've become, the woman who will take huge risks. | | |
| I'm really going to do it this time. No, seriously. Setting a goal. Making it happen. What would be a good name for a theatre company? | | |
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