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HA! I AM LEGAL TO DRIVE ANYONE AND EVERYONE STARTING TODAY! MY 6 MONTHS ARE UP! WOOTWOOT!

The Countdown goes on...

4 SCHOOL DAYS TIL WINTER BREAK!
4 DAYS TIL WINTER BREAK! WOOHOO!

And just for all of you holiday lovers out there....
12 DAYS AND SOME HOURS TIL CHRISTMAS!

Countdown

5 SCHOOL DAYS TIL WINTER BREAK!
6 DAYS TIL WINTER BREAK! WOOHOO

Santa is Thumbin' **Relient K**

Twas the night before Christmas/And up at the North Pole/Everybody is going crazy/Everything is out of control/The toy shop is on fire/The toys melting on the shelves/And you can hear Mrs. Claus screaming/'I warned you never to trust those elves'/Unless something drastic happens fast/Well say hello to Christmas past

So close, so close, so close....it is so close to Winter Break I can almost taste it. I am very excited to sleep, lots and lots and lots of sleep. Just thought I'd let you all know the countdown...it really is quite sad when you are counting down the end of school instead of til Christmas...

5 SCHOOL DAYS TIL WINTER BREAK!
7 DAYS TIL WINTER BREAK!
WOOHOO!

Winter Dreams

All I wanted for Christmas was you,
No gift you could give me would be greater.
No ribbons,
No bows,
Could make that any sweeter.
But all I'll find,
Under the tree this year,
Is my broken heart.
Shattered to pieces,
No warm hug,
No loving words can mend it.
I long for the look in your eyes,
Love, instead of friendship,
That's what I want for Christmas.
All the rest are gifts forgotten,
Crumpled wrapping on the floor,
Nothing to remember this Christmas by.
A frozen "Bah Humbug" escapes me,
I cannot be swayed by the glow of the twinkle lights,
The wishes of good cheer,
And smiling snowmen.
You've left me with a broken heart, That's all I got for Christmas this year.

Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain,
Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain, is all I feel right now. Tears and hurt...cries of "he's a jerk" fill my ears but they cannot begin to draw me away from sorrow. The idiot who came up with "Misery loves Company" was wrong, leave me to my broken heart.

Stick Foot in Mouth...and Keep It There

Questions:...
1) Why could I not just leave well enough alone?
2) Was I really ready to hear the truth?

In fact I couldn't leave "well enough alone". I could not take the not knowing, and all that junk. And yes I probably was ready to hear the truth, but did I want the truth. Knowing something and suspecting something are two completely different things. I should be grateful for what I have left, but I can't help but feel embarrassed because I was such an idiot...Life sucks when you lose a love.