hmmm...well this is a bit early for me to be making a new entry already, but i have stuff to share. well, last night i was on AIM and my mother said "lizzy, can i see you for a second?" i went into her room and she handed my report card to me and said, "you failed." yeah, there's a way to break the ice. sigh. well, this morning my mother said that we may go to chiles later and argue with them about the whole situation. although i don't believe it deserves any debate.

the last 9 weeks of school i was honestly trying very heard. although the first three 9 weeks weren't as successful. hence my failing the 9th grade. on the bright side i am perhaps now not going to feel as short. i spent a while looking for a positive last night. i don't want to spend too much time on this subject because i've already thought it all over very distinctly numerous times. in that, we move on.

this morning was odd. i talked to someone who i hadn't talked to in quite a while, in hopes of getting my poetry book back. he said that he'd give it back to me on his birthday whenever he drove over to my house. i was shocked that he would still actually be planning on driving over to my house on his 16th birthday as he had promised me 2 years ago. i still have slight doubts. but doubts often unfold into predictions, so i strain to release public faith. in all, it was weird hearing his voice. i however do find myself stronger now then i did before. i have the power to hang up on him when i'm through with the conversation and i don't helplessly beg him to stay when he declines carrying on the conversation. i surprised myself with that ability. i never knew what could happen in such little time. i like the strength though. it's one more thing i can overcome. and all success is appreciated in my common sense.

i wrote a few poems last night. more like i finished a few. i had a lot of unfinished poems and i'm always relieved whenever i add closings to their bodies. and more pages in my book are filled. that's always promising. in other slight news that could collect within the past 2 days, i am a bit more occupied. as in, i don't wait around for certain friends and loved ones any more. i take whatever's handed to me. and i find strength to let go of things. i never knew how to let go of things until i found myself in the situation where i had to help another let go of things. in other perspective, i've come across understanding.

miracles drop from the heavens lately. it's interesting when i catch them because they often they slip through my fingers and i forget to recognize their brilliance. they're small things usually. like my mother forgiving me for sins i've directed at her, and myself being able to still breathe in honest depression. miracles are often disguised in luck and coincidence, but i've learned to notice their presence. they come rushing to my side in my times of mere worry or fear, and knowing that they're there is comforting to my journey.

not much can really happen within 2 days. well, so much can happen. but not enough to explain in words. too much to explain in words. either or the other. i haven't much more that i care to say so i'll leave you with my tip on miracles:

don't deny when you know you're blessed,

holy recievings must be confessed.

be grateful for the miracles you see

coincidence and luck are masks eventually.

goo 'day my loves.