Ever have that feeling like someone's watching you?
That feeling you get when you feel eyes on you all the time?
It makes you feel scared, like they want something.
And when you look, they don't look away, they just stare.
That sense of someone wanting something, but not speaking.
It makes you feel like you want to disappear, not be seen.
Until finally, they walk away, leaving you alone again.
And though, you feel better, it still leaves you wary.
Wary of why that person wouldn't stop staring.
Wary of thinking they might do the same thing again.
Thinking they may come back to stare at you again.
It just makes you feel so wary, like they want your attention.
Being watched is something you don't ever want to be.
Because it's a horrible feeling, that leads to being paranoid.

Have you ever seen someone get so happy and touched over the little things?
Something so small, that it seems like it shouldn't really mean so much.
Have you ever offered to help someone by picking up whatever it is they needed or dropped?
And have them react with a million thank yous & a look of wonderment?
Why do people tend to get so moved by the little things, no matter how small they are?
Why does doing something so tiny make someone feel so good inside?
The truth is, there's no right answer to this question, people just feel this way.
Because there are some who feel alone every single day in this world.
People who feel like no one likes them or wants to be their friend for some reason.
Or, there are people who need help with something because they are disabled.
Whatever the reason may be, anything you do can make a difference.
This is why, beyond may other reasons, the little things matter to people.

When writing, nothing is off limits.
Every thought and feeling can be said.
When speaking, everything is limited.
Whatever is said can have consequences.
When writing, time to think is given.
Making it easier to process every word.
When speaking, things can be said wrong.
Leaving others to have to justify their words.
When writing, justifying is a lot easier to do.
Because there's more room for being thorough.
When speaking, misunderstandings are inevitable.
Arguments and fights can always come from it.
When writing, there's time to state every opinion.
Each word can be taken in a more productive way.
When speaking, saying anything can be a mistake.
A simple word or phrase may seem highly offensive.
When writing, words can be said with more clarity.
They can be far easier to understand and relate to.
All in all, writing is easier than speaking.
Because, while your voice says one thing, your writing,
says another.

This was a night that ended far too soon.
One minute we're dancing, the next we're leaving.
This was one of the best nights I've had.
I don't even care that I had dizzy spells and anxiety.
Because I had a very special man who helped me.
This was a night to dance with my man.
Who would dance in his own funny way and smile.
I just laughed every time he started dancing.
And I found myself dancing almost the whole time.
This night was filled with fun and laughter.
And when it was over, I really wanted to stay there.
I just didn't want the night to be over at all.
Dancing, drinking sobes, and being with this man.
This was what I wanted to do the whole night.
It was an amazing night that I will never forget.
And it was the highlight of my Senior Year.
I can't wait to see what the rest of the year brings.
Until then, I will just savor last night always.
Never forgetting the joy of dancing with my boyfriend.

My boyfriend asked me if I wanted to go to our Senior Prom last year.
Then, he said he would come up with a better way to ask me this year.
So, he spent the last few months thinking and thinking about how to.
Yesterday, he decided on asking me while on one knee , by the cafe.
Only, he realized that it would seem a little strange if he did it that way.
So instead, when we were sitting on our bench today, he just asked me.
He said, "Wanna go to prom?" with a goofy smile on his face, I giggled.
Then, I said, "Sure!" Then we just started talking about prom and stuff.
I can't wait to go to my Senior Prom with someone that I really love.
And, we're also going to the Homecoming dance that's here tomorrow.
He showed me his shirt and tie, which made me smile, I do that a lot.
Just getting to go to the Homecoming Dance and Senior Prom with him.
I can't even begin to explain how happy this makes me feel right now.
I mean, I never imagined that I would have a boyfriend , at all, really.
And then, I asked him out during Sophomore year, and he said yes.
I don't have any idea why, we barely knew each other, but he did.
Then, we got to know each other, and I began to fall in love with him.
Then he got scared of getting hurt and decided to break up with me.
That was last September, and about six months later, he smiled at me.
Then, I found out that he really had never stopped liking me that way.
I asked if he wanted to get back together, this was on April 1st, 2015.
Now, it's been five months, and we are actually stronger than we were.
I love him so much and want to be with him for a very, very long time.
My mom doesn't trust him because of how he hurt me the first time.
And I understand, she says, "You can't marry him, date, but not marry."
And no, I'm not thinking about marriage, I'm only 17, too young.
But, that being said, I really wanna be with him for a long time.
Even if that means just being boyfriend and girlfriend, well, forever.
These four words, "Wanna go to prom?" may seem simple or cliche.
But, not to me, if you ask me what these four words means to me.
To me, these four words mean that he really does love & want me.
That he wants to take me to the most important event of High school.
And mostly, that we are in it for the long haul, we will make it last.
And I really love that he wants to go to these dances & things with me.
Because, I usually don't go, because I feel so out of place, strange.
But when I went two years ago with him, it was completely different.
I started dancing right away, not caring about how weird I looked.
I can't dance, but when I saw him dancing, I just smiled and moved.
He made me feel so comfortable, and he was there for me all night.
When I had an anxiety attack, he sat with me, and bought me Gatorade.
Because he said he wanted to do, "Whatever makes you feel better."
That was the sweetest thing I'd ever heard anyone say to me before.
And now, I look forward to dancing with him, because he's amazing.
I can be myself when I'm with him, and he can be himself with me.
We don't hide things from each other, well, not this time around.
Now, we tell each other about however we're feeling, we care.
These, and many other reasons, are why "Wanna go to prom?"
Means enough for me to write a long paragraph about them :)

Been in school again after two months, how is it?
Well, you think you know where everything is.
The truth is, you don't have the slightest clue.
You end up quickly walking through the halls.
Trying so hard to find each of your classes.
Some you remember right away, some you don't.
Some schools have a ten minute break, like mine.
Which makes it a bit easier for everyone.
Without it, this would have been even worse.
No matter how long you've been at school.
You will still get lost when looking for classes.
This is just a common thing that's gonna happen.
Why? Because it's just inevitable during week 1.
Don't get discouraged, it will get easier, in time.
Until then, make sure to bring your schedule.
Because if you don't, you rely on your memory.
And that's not always reliable all the time.
I learned that the hard way recently, it's tiring.

There are times when I wished that I never opened my mouth.
I'm so tired of people getting aggravated with me for talking.
When I'm told that I should be able to say whatever I like.
Sometimes I feel like I can't win, like I can never ever win.
And I hate feeling like this every time I open my mouth and speak.
I wish I would stop feeling this way, but the thing is, I can't.
Hopefully one day I'll get over it, I really hope I do.
Because I hate always feeling that way when I say something.