Posted by: teentoinks | July 31, 2008

My so Called Life ( Lesson Learned)

Sometimes beautiful people aren’t so nice.
School is a battlefield for your heart.
People tell you to be yourself, like yourself is some defined thing.
The one you want isn’t always the one you need.
Before using a pair of handcuffs, make sure you have the key.
People won’t wait for you forever.
If we all did what was in our hearts, the world would grind to a halt.
Seeing a teacher’s actual lunch is, like, so depressing. Not to mention, her bra strap.
The cafeteria is the embarrassment capital of the world.
Everybody’s an act. Including you.
People throwing themselves at people is, like, the basis of civilization.
It’s amazing the things you notice.
It’s weird how something has to happen sometimes to see how you actually feel about someone.
I bet people can actually die of embarrassment. I bet it’s been medically proven.
There are some times in my life where being me, right now, where I am, is just like, enough.
Sometimes it feels like we’re all living in some kind of prison, and the crime is how much we hate ourselves.
When someone compliments your parents, there’s, like, nothing to say.
How did locking kids in their room get such a bad rap?
I cannot bring myself to eat a well-balanced meal in front of my mother. It just means too much to her.
To raise a girl is to walk on eggshells half the time.
Maybe teachers have a hidden life, where they’re actually, like, human.
If only there was some button that I could just push to force me to stop talking.
They say that colleges really like it if you play more than one instrument.
There are so many different ways to be connected to people
Halloween is your one chance all year to be someone else.
Walking into someone’s house for the first time is like entering another country.
The only really great foods are appetizers and desserts.
When you’re yearbook photographer, you’re, like, never in the picture.
Boys are less afraid of being wrong.
A person can have feelings for someone even if they’re not like, THE person.
It’s always tempting to lose yourself with someone, who’s maybe lost themselves.

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