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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Mr. Jim O'Connor


Picture from: The Glass Menagerie
He was my mother's savior for me, and the destruction of my heart. What respectable man would kiss another girl, another woman while being engaged to wed another? No senseable or notiable one I can say! It disgusts me that he treated me in such a maner. I loved Jim O'Connor, I am not one bit afraid to say it, not one bit. Yet, it hurts for me to think of the whole night. I was sure me and him would've worked out, I had finally opened up. I had finally let my guard down and wasn't so terrified, and he ruint it all. Just completely smashed my heart and dreams. I guess my mothers savior was the destruction of me.

Rubicam's Business College: The worst day of my life


Picture From: University of Edineburgh
I finally started out at the business school today. It will never last though. I can't be around this many people, it makes me to nervous. I got so scared in class today, I got sick. Mother will never understand. She has such high hopes for me, but I feel like I'm letting her done. I don't feel like I'm good enough for any of this, any of it at all. It's always "Laura do this, Laura you need to be perfect, Laura have you found a gentlemen caller yet, Laura why are you so selfish." My mother needs to stop being so irratating. All she does is annoy me and constantly bagger me about finding a gentlemen caller. I really think she is trying to live my life for me, which I don't appreciate.

My Glass Menagerie



Picture from: www.cas.sc.edu

I don't fully understand my mother and her constantly degrading me. She acts if something is mentally wrong with me. Yes, granted I may be slower than others but that doesn't make me worthless. I collect the glass pieces because I love them. Mother doesn't understand and neither does Tom. It's almost as if it bothers them for me to be happy with something other then work, or school, or finding one of the "Gentlemen Callers" as mother puts it. I wish she would put an end to it all and just drop it. She needs to quite pestering me about it. I barely made it through high school. Oh it made me so nervous being around people. I would much rather just be alone and to myself with my menagerie. My favorite one is the unicorn. She is so different and beautiful. Just like me, I am not like the other girls, I am slightly different. We all have our own imperfections, every single one of us. I am worried about starting the whole college adventure, it makes me nervous and I tremble at the very thought. I will learn how to cope, hopefully. Maybe it won't be so bad after all.