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Cake. Thoughts. Matter. Junior high girls. Novels. Crowds.
» Posted By Miss T On 09.29.2011 @ 9:00 am
I have no proof that evidence exists.
» Posted By Miss T On 09.27.2011 @ 8:56 am
We rallied the student troops, we rallied their singing hearts under the banner of justice, flaunted their wide eyes and believing stares before the state. We rallied their parents and friends, gathering them together like collectors knick-knacks. We rallied our egos, our restlessness, our foolhardiness but we didn’t rally our consciences. We let them stay hidden under the covers at home, sleeping dreamlessly.
» Posted By Miss T On 09.13.2011 @ 11:24 am
An avenue is a choice. Simply. We choose our avenues at every moment, every day, and avenue that will lead way onto way, like Robert Frost noticed in “The Road Less Traveled.” I took the avenue less-traveled by… and that has made some sort of difference.
» Posted By Miss T On 09.01.2011 @ 9:01 am
I walked outside in the rain and unfurled my umbrella to guard my body against the beating of the water. As I walked, I considered my day, my routine, my schedule, the things I had to do, the people I had to see, the places I had to go. My hours were filled to the brim but dry. I turned my umbrella upside down to catch pools while I walked, drenched, to an unknown destination.
» Posted By Miss T On 08.25.2011 @ 8:54 am
I had a sinking feeling today was going to be the mother of all Mondays. I woke up later than I like to, that rising panic in my heart as I realized I was already behind for the day. The day didn’t get any better as I drug myself out of bed and tried to drown my angst in coffee. But the cherry on top of my Monday morning was when I stepped down hard on my hot, live curling iron. I spent the rest of the day limping across my classroom and wondering what people would think when they saw that. Happy Monday.
» Posted By Miss T On 08.23.2011 @ 9:00 am
I will suceed in life by following the examples of heroes in the world, mainly Anna Esch, Makenzie Miller, and Kelsie Leslie. They, as sophomores who are interested in writing, are an inspiration to me. THey are my muses, my divas, my heroes. I aspire to be them.
» Posted By Miss T On 08.18.2011 @ 9:13 am
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The violent bear mauled the child across the face. It was very sad. I cried. Mom cried. Dad cried. Bobby laughed but Bobby is a jerk.
» Posted By Miss T On 07.21.2011 @ 9:55 am