Sunday, April 29, 2007

I hope I never send this...

Dear ............

I want to start by saying thank you. I've only known you for about a year, and you know better than anyone that it hasn't exactly been a great year for me, but some of my best memories and happiest moments from this year have been with you. You taught me so much about the important things in life, and I can honestly say that without you I never would have made it this far. I hope you never feel like you failed just because things didn't work out perfectly for me. That's just how life is; some people get "happy ever after", some just get "ever after", and some of us end up with nothing. I hope that you will be one of the ones who gets "happy ever after", because you deserve it more than anyone else I know. You have done so much for me and I only have one last thing to ask of you: please look after my friends. I know that it's not fair of me to do this to them and it's going to be hard for them, so please look after them like you looked after me. And even more importantly please look after yourself. Please don't be sad, or at least not for long, because I love it too much when you smile. Take care of yourself, thanks again, and I'm sorry I couldn't be strong enough. I love you.

Love always,
Trisha

I wonder how he'd feel if he knew that I've already written my suicide note to him...

Monday, April 16, 2007

An Average Story

This is an average story about a girl. This girl was average. In some ways she was below average, and in other ways she was above average, but in most ways she was right on average, so it averaged out to just average. The average girl did average things. She worked an average job, went to an average school, and had the same interests as every average girl out there. Most of the time the girl didn’t mind her average life. She was content doing average things every day. Besides, since she was average it meant that most people were just like her, and they were all content (weren’t they?) so she should be too (shouldn’t she?). But then, every once in a while, something in that average girl didn’t quite feel like the average things she normally felt. Something inside that average girl, deep down, was telling her that she didn’t want to be average. She didn’t want to be an average girl. She just wanted to be a girl. A girl with dreams. A girl who loved and who laughed. A girl who lived for today, not for yesterday and not for tomorrow. A girl who followed her heart, not the path laid down in front of her. A girl with nothing average about her life. But she was just an average girl living an average life in an average world full of average people living average lives. And she wondered… could they all be feeling the same?

Friday, April 13, 2007

Today

I had a great day today. I got my acceptance from Queen's, everyone loved the cookies I baked, we did a really fun lab in chem, and I got perfect on a quiz. There was really nothing about this day that was bad!
So how come I spent the whole day feeling like I was going to burst into tears any second?