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Sunday, August 19, 2007

What's your story in one sentence?

 He knows to keep an eye on my hands, as the length of my finger nails is in direct proportion to how content I am with my life.

My mom would have been a wonderful grandmother.

By the look on her face, I knew that I had just told my Arabic teacher that she was tasty.

This morning, on my bedroom floor, lay a dying firefly, its light blinking on and off, still signaling for a mate.

It's nice when someone hands you a present and you realize that though you forgot your own birthday, someone else remembered.

The typo on the Chinese food take-out menu claimed that their Garlic Shrimp contained "flesh mushrooms," and now I can't eat there without giggling like a twelve year old.

I was molested for 8 years by my older brother, now he is leaving for Iraq and I'm supposed to feel bad.

One of the most humiliating moments of my life happened in front of my favorite musician, and the song he wrote about that moment is on his new album.

After I hadn't heard from you in a while, I looked you up, and found out you had died in a motorcycle accident eight months ago.

It's been nine years, but the cemetery keeper still remembers my name.

I recently found out that the pawn shop I frequented is actually run by the Mafia and I was rather good friends with the owner.

The disease stole her health, her friends, her family, her money, but the sunrise was still beautiful.

I held my father's hand as he died in that hospital room and realized I'd never held his hand before that moment.

I once truly fell in love with an unseen friend-- who refused to meet me in real life, who became the object of my every desire, my muse, the reason I walked this planet-- with every cell of my heart.

I couldn't bear to tell the girl I loved that I was only dreaming and that she was merely a figment of my imagination, so I kissed her, and as the world lost its color, I slowly woke up.

The worst thing about secret girlfriends is that when they get hit by cars you're not supposed to cry.

I married my husband on our first date, but it has taken me more than 5 years to decide what colour to paint our dining room.

One night on ecstasy, I stopped a fight between two drag queens in the ladies restroom and then I made them give each other a hug.

When asked to name the one person absent from her life that she missed the most, she responded, "The person I hoped I'd be by this point in my life."

My mother called me to do a chore and i responded, "What you need, Woman," to which my father chided, "Your mother is NOT a woman!"


My friend Bob loved his vinyl records so much that he used to obsess about which ones to save if his house caught fire but when it actually happened he chose his girlfriend instead.

He thought he was invincible.

"I was waiting for you," she said, and for an instant I wasn't alone.


President Bush killed my father, a soldier whose burned remains are now a part of the Iraqi desert landscape, and I, longing to fit in by supporting something I did not understand, was stupid enough to vote for him the previous year.

As the porter wheeling my gurney down to the operating room took a corner too tightly, crashing my arm into the wall, I reflected that my last utterance on this earth might well be a profanity.

I know 18 digits of pi and can recite the quadratic equation, but I still need to make an L with my hand to find out where left is.

I took a neuropsychiatric test and realized that I don't have a mental illness after all: I have five.


I can run about as fast as my dog when I'm barefoot and his leash is attached to a fifteen-pound plastic chair.

When I read that the moon is moving away from the Earth at a rate of an inch a year, I knew one day too it would abandon me.

It wasn't the sex that proved she loved me, it was the first time she slept with me without having sex that I knew she would be the one.

She breezed into my technology class, late and toting a beige shoulder bag, and I knew that some time later she was going to be the most wonderful thing in my life.

He told me that he hates himself, so I told him that I love him.

When she cried the first time, I was surprised that I was ready to handle it like a father should.
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Visit Nahol's Xanga Site!
Those are great. Is there a site with a bunch of those? Reading those made me happy.
Posted 8/20/2007 11:22 AM by Nahol - reply


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