Elizabeth Eulberg

I look at the hundreds of algebra problems facing me in the next three days.And here I thought I__ figured out the equation to my happiness.

If you don't have any feelings for Will Darcy, why are you blushing and fixing your hair?

It was pretty cool to have someone around here who didn't like the same things as everybody else.

So _ Jack clears his throat. __e __s Jack Coombs at a loss for words? I guess we don__ have to worry about the performance since the world is clearly going to end.

Because sometimes silence speaks much louder than words possibly could.

I__ an idiot for thinking that one performance would change anything.Maybe I should stop writing songs and start writing fiction.

I remembered reading somewhere that if you smile at something, it automatically makes you happier.

I wouldn__ change a thingBecause all those things led me tothis placeAnd to you

And Nate? You kiss like a slobbering dog, you have bad breath, and you wouldn't know how to punch the right buttons on a girl if we came with manuals. Happy Thanksgiving, Jackass.

Talking to them was like being placed into conversational purgatory, with no hope of being released without significant damage to one's self-esteem.

2) Members will attend events together as a group, including, but not limited to, Homecoming, Prom, parties, and other couply events, despite possibly being labeled as freaks and getting jealous looks from guys who wish we were their hot dates, but instead have to settle for some lame wannabe.

3) Saturday night is the official meeting night of Penny Lane's Lonely Hearts Club. Attendance is mandatory. Exceptions are for family emergencies and bad hair days only.

But that's the thing with the what-if game-- you really can never know the answer to the question. And maybe it's better that way.

It__ the uncertainty of being accepted that creates the drama in our lives.

I, Lexi Anderson, am proud to say that I do, indeed, have a great personality.And it's only a matter of time before the Beautiful People will be wishing they had great personalities, too.Good luck with that, oh Beautiful Ones.Because we Great Girls are the rarest breed.

I didn't like having secrets. Secrets only ended up hurting people.

Nobody wants to give up a weekend-long excuse to dress up and attempt to outshine one another.

This entire time I've been thinking about where my home was. At first it was California, then Wisconsin. But in truth, home isn't necessarily where you sleep at night. It's where you feel like yourself. Where you're most comfortable. Where you don't have to pretend, where you can just be you.