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::life::: January 2015
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Wading through the muddled trenches of life, one small victory at a time. Monday, January 26, 2015. Walking to my class from my car felt weird. There had been two full weeks of classes, but I still wasn’t used to living off campus. And I hated the way people looked at me. After what happened right before break, word spread quickly. Especially once people had moved back in. Most people looked at me with sympathy. Some people avoided me. And a few blamed me. I’d heard all the rumors. Since I didn’t k...
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High Heels & Happy Hour: Guilt Goes Both Ways
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High Heels and Happy Hour. Monday, August 4, 2014. Guilt Goes Both Ways. Enough is enough; after over a week of hearing absolutely nothing from Bryan, I decide that I have to see him. I’m almost positive that he’s out of the hospital, and while I don’t know where he lives, it can’t be that hard to figure out. In all honesty, it’s not like I yearn for him or want to get back together. Unlike with Cam, I don’t even want answers about the breakup (. We even broken up? Oh God, I’m such a freak. 8220;Ryan....
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::life::: August 2015
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Wading through the muddled trenches of life, one small victory at a time. Monday, August 31, 2015. I recognized Tito from when I spilled that girl's drink accidentally. I knew that this was my time to shine. I had to for Aaron. Although, really, for my own sake and safety, too. I shot Tito an embarrassed look, which was more or less the truth, and turned to give Aaron one last hasty look, hoping it appeared full of lust. Aaron responded, but I couldn't hear what he said. That piece of ass that good, huh?
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::life::: Swiping Right
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Wading through the muddled trenches of life, one small victory at a time. Monday, July 27, 2015. What were you thinking? I knew that she was saying it with love, but it still made me bristle, actually hearing the words come out of her mouth. I sighed loudly. On purpose. But my shoulders drooped, defeated. "I don't know. I just wanted to do what I would do if Luke had never entered my life. I just wanted to feel. normal.". You and me both," Sarah agreed. Okay, okay. WHEN you start training again, I ca...
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::life::: May 2015
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Wading through the muddled trenches of life, one small victory at a time. Saturday, May 23, 2015. I narrowed my eyes as I saw Victoria approaching me. My whole body instantaneously filled with dread, and my eyes subtly darted the room looking for an escape route. Luckily, the coffee shop was full of people. I had stopped in at the coffee shop just to relax and read. Looked like that plan was out the window, now. Victoria stood awkwardly at the chair across the table from the one I was sitting in. She pla...
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High Heels & Happy Hour: Not a Dinner Date
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High Heels and Happy Hour. Wednesday, July 30, 2014. Not a Dinner Date. For many reasons, it feels wrong to be seeing Cam again. I think of Bryan and how I still haven't heard from him, despite calling him again after my meeting with Kent. Bryan and I weren't official, but it's still weird to be seeing my ex while Bryan could still be in the hospital. That doesn't mean I'm giving him another chance, though. He sees me as soon as he walks in and smiles a tiny bit. I wave him over. Was she happy to see you?
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::life::: February 2015
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Wading through the muddled trenches of life, one small victory at a time. Friday, February 27, 2015. I laid back in bed, and closed my eyes. The past couple of weeks had flown by thanks to tennis matches every weekend, classes, practices, my two therapy sessions per week, and my boy drama. I arched my back, stretching, and sighed happily, feeling content, for the first time in a long time. I rolled over onto my side, snuggling my face into the crook of the neck of the man lying next to me. I’m sure...
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The Other Side: The Night We Met
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Meet Penelope Hart, a 26 year high school teacher by day and karaoke junkie by night. Follow Penelope as she navigates her divorce, promotion at work, and her deep love affair with rice krispie treats. Saturday, October 24, 2015. The Night We Met. So how did you two meet? Ben and I would share a secluded smile. He'd wrap his arm around my waist and pull me into his side, "I always love the way you tell it best.". Except Alan," Ben would laugh, "He's still bitter I got your number and he didn't! And the r...
