Beauty

Today was alright, I suppose. The thing that makes it better is the fact that Miss Meacham got married today in the Provo LDS temple.

We didn't get any homework in Geometry either, but I have a terrible grade in that class.

Teen living was okay, too. We got to talk about fears and phobias, but I don't get to wear the orange jump suit.

Seminary is where it goes down hill.

I know what you are thinking.

"Talia loves Seminary. What could possibly have gone wrong?" 

This: I can deal with once in a while sarcasm. Even if it is painful sarcasm. But, every class period is where I lose it. Especially when I am having a hard time in that class anyway. I tried to interpret a scripture in the Bible to what I could understand. I accepted the fact that I probably won't get it right, but when he said, "That's really good. But it's not right."

Only it felt more hurtful and painful to me. I kind of get stuff like that a lot now in Seminary, it feels like.

So, I tell people stuff. Sometimes it's because I want help. Others it is because I just want to vent and get it out of my system. I don't really want to be told what to do when it still hurts.

I am memorizing a beastly monologue for English.

I am going to a Single Awarness Party tonight. I don't know how I feel about this because I know many people who will not be attending. I have to show up at the party by myself. I do not like doing that because I feel alone the rest of the party.

That is how it usually is anyway.

My brother turns twelve on Sunday. He officially wore his new Mr. Mac suit today. The man at the store told me men prefer the word 'handsome' over 'beautiful.' Beautiful sounds more of a compliment.