Two for one

This one is going to get real monotonous, real fast, but please enjoy it beside that fact.

1/13/12
-Here's to that movie that I hate the most, yet can never escape.
-here's to romantic lantern launching at my three year old niece's birthday party. Then, as everyone retires inside for cocoa to warm their frigid bones, remaining in the cold to reminisce memories of the far away past and gaze upon the rich and darkened night sky, complete with seven specks of golden light.
-here's to exhaustion at its finest.
-here's to watching Serendipity for the first time and wondering if something similar could happen to me.
-here's to being a hopeless romantic.
-here's to hearing that an individual was speaking of me and the winter waltz in the same sentence to his friends and becoming extremely curious. Hoping he asks me, then realizing I shouldn't hope for such a thing.
-here's to fearing the previously mentioned individual because of many reasons that are most obvious and intertwining.
- to twitching while falling asleep and subconsciously making loud noises, only to have people in the room laugh, resulting in my awakening...

1/14/12
-Here's to waking with puffy, swollen eyes and tonsils the size of kiwis.
-here's to feeling like someone thought it would be funny to replace the insides of your head with homemade, tofu-like marshmallows.
-here's to idling in warm showers and soft, clean towels.
-Here's to changing into clean and comfy clothes when you have a sick leaf in your pooch.
-here's to the daily Swiss Miss packet stirred into Royale skim milk, after being heatest for a minute and thirty seconds.
-here's to the grapefruit and agave that was supposed to help me feel better.
- to feeling like a flake when it comes to going to dance. I really am sick, I swear on my flexibility.
- here's to misunderstanding, being misunderstood, and wanting to find someone I can share absolutely everything with.
-realizing there is someone I can tell everything to: my Heavenly Father. And feeling sorry I didn't think of it before.
-feeling guilty when you receive a text message from your best friends after saying there's no one on this earth that you trust entirely.
- here's to a bizarre friendship:  closet best buds, philosophizing about life and the Gospel, multiple page lengthened text conversations that never lose interest, checking each other out at school while trying to be nonchalant, but failing miserably, only managing to say hi to each other without getting nervous and walking away.
- here's to a boy that I kind of adore, but I know I can't and shouldn't.
- to staring at said boy in English over the top of my book when I'm supposed to be following along. Then disregarding an entire scene in the book because of my preoccupation.
-always embarrassingly (it's not even a word, don't look it up.) making eye contact with him at least once every class period.
-here's to not understanding my own feelings and thinking that I might miss someone. Trying to convince my mind that I only miss our ideal, genuine friendship and nothing else. Realizing how pathetic I sound and wishing I could erase all feelings.

- and finally, here's to being vulnerable, frustrated, exhausted, sleep deprived, wishful, and human.