- Kept the class interested
- Slides went smoothly
- Everyone loved the calamari I passed out
- The video got the class involved
- Teacher said that the two groups that went today(mine included) were the best so far
We got our yearbooks today, and it’s honestly way better than last year’s
Although they did spell my name wrong on one page that my whole freaking face took up >____>
Ah well..
Anyway, they’re showing the “End of the Year” video at the assembly tomorrow, and I’m in that one too. Dancing with the Anatomy class’ skeleton to the song “Call Me Maybe”…LOL
Totally ready to embarrass myself tomorrow like yeah xD
Because you don’t know how it hurts. You don’t know how it hurts because you’re not in their position. I know you might say, “Oh, well, I’ve been in their position before. I know how it hurts because I’ve gone through that.” Well, I’m here to tell you that you’re a liar. You don’t know exactly how much hurt they’re under. You don’t know exactly how they’re emotionally reacting to it on the inside. You don’t know exactly just how much they’re getting torn apart. So don’t sit there and tell them that you know how it feels and that it’ll be okay. Because saying that is basically saying that you don’t know what’s going to happen next and you’re just sugar coating it for the sake of that person. You aren’t them.
So, you’re probably asking, “Well, what do I say then? If it’s so wrong to say those things, what do I say?” You see, that’s all up to you. My only advice is to not sugar coat the situation any further than is needed. Excessive coating will just lead them to drowning in their emotions with irritation and false hope. Every time someone I know is down, I say to them these words exactly:
“I know this is the part where I’m supposed to tell you that it’s okay and I know it hurts, but if I said that, I’d be a liar. I don’t know exactly how you feel because I’m not you, and I don’t know what it’s like to feel that. But what I do know, is that I’m here for you. And whatever choice you make, whatever happens next, I’ll always be here for you no matter what. Okay?”
Her: Hey, I have a question. And you have to answer it directly.
Me: Okay(:
Her: If I were to ask you to give me my stuff back, would you?
Me: Stuff like what?
Her: My clothes and stuff
Me: ÑEH! EHÑEH! BUT BUT. THOSE ARE MINE.
Her: Good job.
It’s becoming more frequent. They don’t usually do this. /:
I’ve known you for 1 year and 2 months. And 11 out of those 14 months, we’ve worked together to build and continue our relationship. It’s become stronger and stronger through all the ups and downs. In the end, you’re there for me, and I’m here for you. I’ve only seen you 5 times with my own eyes. And yet, even now, my obsession with you still grows. We pull off this long distance relationship like no one else, babe. You and me. We got this.
I love you.
There’s 6 pages of questions, and each question has like 5+ questions in it. It’s the very definition of Question-ception. I’ve already used 7 pieces of paper front and back and I still have a whole page left. I really wanna stop so my brain doesn’t fry, but I want to get this over with.
Les’go.
