
One of my most favorite writing assignments was in my 12th grade AP lit class with Mrs. Ferrell.
First of all, I want to thank her for pushing me, and our class, to be our best and stretch our minds. I have never been in a class quite like hers where I was pushed like that.
The assignment was "Stream of Consciousness Writing". We were told to get our notebooks out and just start writing whatever was on our minds. Often it was one word sentences, sometimes it was a paragraph, but I found mine the other day and wanted to try it again. Here goes!
rain
snuggling
I love the summer, and miss it quite terribly
My hair needs to be washed. i hope that the rest of the semester goes by as fast as the first
Finals are creeping up on us, sorry to be morose
Fingernail painting is probably one of the most relaxing things to do ever
B came today and made my morning with biscuits and gravy, we love spending time together, and even if we have hard talks, we work it out and get to grow a little bit together.
Man I really should be doing my homework
Can't wait to read POE in English
Wish I could find the motivation to push myself academically more
Probably should go figure out what time my appointment with Dr. Bostic for registration is
Dear 3LW song, GET OUT OF MY HEAD

I miss having the time to make collages and scrapbook, maybe I'll make one for Christmas
Wish it was Christmas
Still trying to figure out what I am getting everybody
Recently, all my blogs have been wedding focused and there are so many wonderful ideas!! I should share them with Andrea :)
Silly bandz?.........where have they gone?
Music is very calming. I miss high school a little bit and the lack of responsibility that it brought with it. sometimes I wish I didn't have as much as I do, then I realize I could have a lot more. I want to grow up, but don't want to let go of my childhood like attitude. I will always wear hair bows. I will always watch Disney movies. I will always love m
ac and cheese and PB+J.
I want to get to know everything about you B, and I want to be your best friend and get gray and wrinkly with you. I love you.
What am I going to be when I grow up?
Well there ya go!

love,
the j in jab
