The universe is seeming really huge right now. I need something to hold on to.

Dances are generally more fun to think about and get ready for than they actually are when you get there.

Face it. There's not going to be a happy ending... at least not with this hero. So don't go mooning around thinking that your breakup is only the crisis before the big romantic scene, because I'm here to tell you that it's not. When you are dumped, you are dumped, and the guy isn't going to change his mind and realize that suddenly he loves you instead of that girl he's flirting with in lunchroom, now that he's free.

Sex Ed - when I finally got to take it - was all about biology and birth control and nothing about anything that actually goes on between people.

I sit around too much, waiting for other people to do stuff and angsting about stuff they've done, without doing anything myself.

There was nothing I could say in retaliation except something that would confuse her.

Because on some level, even though it never turns out to be true, and even though I should know better, I still expect life to be like the movies.