Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

In which I quote myself

I was talking to Stacy last night. I had been really depressed because . . . I can't tell you why. But my RA had told me that I needed to be happy and I said, "Why does everyone have to be happy all the time?" She said, "They don't -- but you do, because that's your personality." I told Stacy about it and I said, "I swear I'm not bipolar. I just like to give sadness equal opportunity!"

I have to write a story by Friday. Maybe I'll do it on here. That way you can read it too. Hm . . . Let me know what you think of that idea.
~MK

1 Comments:

  • At Wednesday, February 09, 2005 7:42:00 PM, Blogger Nikki :) said…

    Hey MJ~ You didn't post the "frisky" story!!! Don't you wanna tell the world?? At least how I thought you were traumatized by the word 'frisbee' (instead of 'frisky')?? Just kidding...but, man, that gave me a stomach ache from laughing so hard :P! Hope all is well...and you should be happy--but not to the extent where it gets scary :P!! Anyway, talk to you soon!
    Much luv!

     

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