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Sometimes in life the perfect pitcher messes up and hits you hard, but you can't hold onto the pain, you have to run to first, then you get on with the game. People make mistakes, and I understand that.... How can you listen to something that's not being said? I don't care what happened yesterday, its all a part of the past. There are some parts of my past I so wish I could get back, and there are some parts of my past I just want to stuff under my bed and never see again. But whether I want the past or not, it isn't coming back. Move on from yesterday. Today's a new day. Everytime the sun comes up over the horizon is the time of new beginning... I'm offering words of forgiveness; Who actually knows what that whole deal was? Definately not me.... I think there's been enough pain already, and the truth hurts so don't say it... sometimes you have to lie to make things right, and that's okay with me..... I want to believe that yesterday was an amazing day, and that I went to bed having recieved an oppurtunity of a lifetime in talking to some very special people, and that the oppurtunity is over.... I will believe that and I will move on. So let's please just leave it at that. It wasn't you. It was the real deal. But that was yesterday, so today let's just pretend like that's truth and rant about how awesome it was to be in the midst of that oppurtunity. :) Can we just close our eyes and pretend, lets just hug and be best friends again like we did in kindergarten.?

Carrina Madelyn Burleigh.