Finally

I blend in the backgroud. when I arive for lunch my friends are surprised i'm not already there.

if they make me watch that movie one more time, I will fall down on my knees and beg for mercy

I had been in the ditch for 2 and a half min. I wondered if my friends missed me.

I wish I had a book with me, since clearly I have a lot of time on my hands. I always carry around one or two, but we had to leave our backpacks on the bus.

In my daydreams I’m always much prettier (and smarter, funnier, and more popular). I also never fall into drainpipes.

What do you think you’re doing?” she asks, hands on her hips. Her lips quiver a bit as she speaks, though, and I get the distinct impression she’s trying not to laugh. I sigh, used to being falsely accused of wrongdoing by my naturally suspicious parents. “I fell.” I attempt to shrug my shoulders, but they don’t move. “And now I’m stuck,” I add.

Sometimes the universe, it wants us to pause for a moment. To reflect on what’s happening in our lives.

You won’t get what you want, Rory Swenson, until you see what you need.

The words Wow, you’re strong for your age almost come out of my mouth, but that doesn’t sound very polite.

I’ll be a great babysitter. I already know Rule #1: Don’t give coins to toddlers unless you enjoy sifting through what used to be pizza when it went in, but no longer looks (or smells!) anything remotely like pizza when it comes back out.

Truly being able to see the needs of others around you, that is a rare gift. Only when you embrace it will you start to learn who you are, and begin going after what you really want.

She shakes her head. “No. Other people look. You see. Looking isn’t the same as seeing.” And with that completely bizarre statement, she gets up and leaves. My mouth falls open a little at the abruptness of it all.