I want to go on a hot air balloon ride.
I want to go on a picnic.

I'm pretty sure that would complete my life.
Just saying.

“Take a chance! All life is a chance. The man who goes farthest is generally the one who is willing to do and dare.”

I'm pretty sure, if that's true.


I'd be around the world by now.
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“Consider how hard it is to change yourself and you'll understand what little chance you have in trying to change others.”

"Stop wasting your time on this asshole. He means nothing, and should mean nothing to you. He's just a jerk with no friends. No one likes him. And if he can't accept one person trying to be his friend, forget about him."

Basically, I feel like my life is poured out for the world to see. Then I realized, it only is, if they care enough to look hard enough. And I guess it's a good thing I'm not number one on everyone's list. You know? So I don't have to worry about being trashed talked, or going to the one formspring and see a billion people asking this and that. Anyways, I've heard enough about how I'm wasting time, or I need to move on, I mean yeah, it's true. But you can say anything and everything, but my heart won't listen. It can break a billion times, but it never gives up. Does that make sense?

It's so much easier said than done.

“I must learn to love the fool in me the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often"

First impressions mean nothing.
Don't give your heart to someone who doesn't know what to do with it.
If they act like they don't care, they don't.
If they act like they do care, they don't.
Words mean nothing, actions mean everything.
If they won't give you a chance, they don't deserve one from you.

Through it all, life still is just so so amazing.

If only you could look past yourself, and see how you are affecting other people. Oh well, maybe someday.. someday.

I never wanted anything more than to be friends with you.

I hate how everything reminds me of all the chance I thought I had.

I hate having to wake up and walk down the halls just to feel my ears burn.

I never wanted to cry myself to sleep over someone like you.

I never wanted my heart to break, now it's about the 90th time.

I hate how no one gets it.
I hate when they try to understand.
But they honestly have no idea how it feels,
to fall just when you start to stand.

Sure, I'm over thinking it.
yes, I should move on.
But I'll tell you one thing,
I'll never get over ... him.

It's funny the way the world works.
I wish these tears would just dry.
But what can you really truly expect,
when you just go home and cry.

It's really sad that I'm even writing about this.
When I know it's just so stupid.
But I'm not the one that missed the arrow,
that would be because of my worst enemy, cupid.

I know one day, I'll look back and laugh.
But not because I've moved on.
But because I'll finally realized,
I never really knew you, ...

Love,
Michele.

Be kind; everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.

I think it's horrible to have to walk down the halls at school, sit in a classroom for 50 minutes and hear the same people day after day, being completely rude, annoying, and all around selfish towards some. Being mean to someone has no purpose what so ever. People find it funny? People try hard to make other people laugh by laughing at someone else. I wish people would think about how they know not a clue about what other people have to go home to. What happens outside that school. You have no idea who, what, anything that has hurt them. Honestly, I really want to know why people are mean to people. Why people pick out the flaws in other people. Please, please, someone tell me. It's anonymous. So answer away.

nice to meet you.

So, after talking to a few people. And after getting over what has happened over the past couple of months, I'm going to start writing in this again. I think that sounds fair?

I've been writing all the time lately. If you see me at school, I'm probably writing. I've wrote a couple of things I really like, and I might type them up later. Maybe not, we'll see. But the topic that's been running through my mind was the future. Not the future of the world really, but my future. Where I want to be, and who I want to be. And not only who I want to be, but who I want to be with.

I've never really knew for sure what I want to do, you have many years right? It's getting close to making the choice.

So here is my plan so far, I want to be a type of motivational speaker. I don't want to be in some company, I just want to me Michele Palmer. Just go out there and speak to people. And if it comes down, I'll speak for people. So many people have so much to say but never have the courage to say it. Or maybe there hasn't been the right place and time. It just seems like everyone is afraid. That fear controls everyone's life. And I've realized, I like being different from people. I like showing people I care, even if they think it's weird or creepy. I know someday someone will realize there's something different about me, and I know most people can just tell that, but I also know people don't necessarily respect it? I'm not sure, all I really know is, I'm happy the way I am. I just want to make someone's world that much brighter.

a quick break.

I've really enjoyed writing this blog, and seeing my followers increase, and all the comments. But ever since, I've realized more about what to be thankful for and not get caught up in things that don't matter, I've lost some motivation to write n here. It's very different from writing on here for the world to see, and writing just for myself. And I find it that I'm thinking about everything to impress the world when I really need this just for to to get everything out of my head. So for now, I think I'm going to take a break.

But if you have any comments about what I should write about, or which ones you have liked, I would love to hear what you have to say. Thank you for reading. It seriously means more than you know.