The past few days have been those of so-called reflection. You know, when you delve into your past in search of some words of wisdom on what you've gained in the last turn of events, to measure how much you've grown and understand what you've learned. Me? I've learned some stuff.
I've learned not to eat the paste in kindergarten, even if it does have a wooden spoon that resembles the mini ice cream cups in the cafeteria.
I've learned that friends are more important than boyfriends.
I've learned not to leave half-eaten candy bars strewn about my bedroom floor, unless I want ant infestation.
I've learned that love does not discriminate.
I've learned that older men still have a maturity level of their shoe size.
I've learned that all men still have a maturity level of their shoe size.
I've learned to have faith in me.
I've learned that it's not up to me to change the world, it's up to me to change how I feel about the world.
I've learned that bein' a hag ain't all that bad!
I've learned that a grade is not what the teacher gives you, but what you give yourself.
I've learned I am stronger everyday.
I've learned that I don't need you.
I've learned how to run on a treadmill, despite my previous beliefs of having no coordination, whatsoever.
I've learned how to pull into a parking spot without hitting a car.
I've learned that even though he's my ex, doesn't mean we can't still be friends.
I've learned I'm just as good as anyone.
I've learned that I LOVE MY JOURNAL!
I've learned not to measure my past through dead-end relationships.
I've learned to never be content, to always keep bettering myself.
I've learned that maybe my mom isn't as uncool as I thought.
I've learned how to pick up the pieces and move on.
I've learned to say I'm sorry.
I've learned how to say I'm not sorry.
I've learned how to not give your number to strange men. (Although today I was sitting in class and got a text message saying "I see you" from some number I didn't recognize. Could that be any more creepy?)
I've learned that if you stay in one place for too long, your butt will fall asleep. On so many different levels.
I've learned to use a different knife in the jelly after using it in the peanut butter.
I've learned a girl can never have too many pairs of shoes!
I've learned that I am a sex goddess.
And I am fabulous.
I've learned somethings are better left unsaid and secrets are meant to be kept.
I've learned to back off.
I've learned that in order to dream big, I have to believe in myself. And I do. At times.
I've learned that, "The flowers all have bloomed, they're just waiting for you to notice." And I've learned that I love you.
I've learned that I am no longer dating men unless they are in therapy of some sort. (Half kidding.)
I've learned to take "no" for an answer.
I've learned that tartar sauce on french fries is delightful.
I've learned that it's okay to let go.
And that friends don't last forever.
I've learned to be somewhat practical.
I've learned that nothing good comes out of sticking foil in the microwave.
I've learned that I'd rather give, more than recieve.
I've learned to be appreciative to all given to me, whether it be in present or monetary form, or, through words and gestures.
I've learned it's is imperative to wear a bra, even if I feel I don't need one.
I've learned that I could go on forever.
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