Archive for the 'x-tbwsrn' Category

Because I remember it being just this way.

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

“After our time together, when he’d have to fly back, there was a hole in my heart, a gap so big that I was afraid it would divide us… We’d talk at least three times or four times a day, our ears pressed hard into the receiver - as if we could possibly get any [...]

Questions? I’m Sending You Out Into the Universe Tonight.

Wednesday, September 9th, 2009

Though I used to don a pair of heels to work, I was forced to jump ship after the 2nd day. I’ve been wearing flats ever since, but my toes are still slightly swollen. What gives?
Remember that “Oooh, feels good to be challenged” post? I’m over it. It sucks to lose that comfortable feeling and [...]

Curvatures

Sunday, July 26th, 2009

In the span of the last several months, I had lost some weight. The extra that had been affixed to my thighs, bottom, and tummy were gone as a result of the break-up diet. Best diet ever - btw.
In the span of the last several days, it is likely that the extra curviness has returned. [...]

I hate this word, but it’s really the only one that fits.

Friday, July 24th, 2009

So, the last six months have been monumental in this girl’s life. Monumental as in, CHANGE. Lots of change. Some cope by crying, some by stressing. Today, I was thinkin’…
I may have coped by letting a little of my hometown white trash rear its ugly head.
My White-Trash Confessions:

My driver’s side window has lost its powerful [...]

You know you aren’t quite there yet when…

Friday, July 17th, 2009

you ugly-cry your way through Avril Lavigne’s “Happy Ending.”
Avril Lavigne? Come on!

I wanted to e-mail this, and I DID.

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Background: Since x-tbwsrn pretended to work for Obama, he - at one point - asked me to read a couple of Franken books and showed me the specifics of taking notes in a particular way. You know, so it’s all formatted correctly. For opposition prep. And stuff. It was important …
and fake. Very, very fake.
Well, [...]

I wanted to e-mail this, but I didn’t.

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Since we last saw each other consistently,
I look different. I dress differently. I do different things with my time. I am into different TV shows. I like different music.
Many of the things we used to love about us … have changed.
You used to know me better than I knew myself.
I am in mourning of the [...]

The Letter: Part II

Wednesday, June 17th, 2009

First of all, apologies for being the absentee internet friend. I’m really frustrated with my inconsistent internet connection. Since it is stolen internet, however, I have no real grounds for complaining. So, here I sit - earbuds in, sipping my iced coffee - at the local Dunn Bros. I am going to type and save [...]

You’ve Heard My Version of the Break-Up…

Friday, June 12th, 2009

Now it’s time to turn your ear toward the version the 8th grade gossipgirls (and boys) tell.
(Disclaimer: My students are fascinated by the lives of their teachers but - because we are prone to modesty and good old fashioned “I’m your teacher, not your friend” sensibilities - are left to pure speculation. Though they don’t [...]

The Letter: Part I

Tuesday, May 19th, 2009

So, after it all went down with Mr. Crazyface, I was THIS CLOSE to talking to his parents (whom I was - at one time - very close with) out of concern for his mental health.
Seriously.
The kid:
-created a fictional job
-was renting two apartments in two different cities at the same time
-created fictional documentation to back [...]