Wednesday, August 25, 2010

I'm a New Soul

Junior Year.

Wow, Can I just say being an upper class men is a GREAT feeling. I now understand what Stuart was talking about when he told me that you just feel better being older. I honestly didn't until today.

The first day went well. I love all my classes. Great people. Decent teachers. Good life.

Yeah, today is my first race. The IDEA of that makes me nervous. Why do I run Cross Country? I am SO bad. (But improving incredibly much)

I really should finish my dumb paper now. I just keep getting distracted.

Tomorrow I have an Operation Smile meeting, YAY!!

Monday, August 23, 2010

keep breathing.

Ingrid has grown on me. I love her.

I recently bought the Everybody album. It is my favorite.

It was such a great purchase.

I love ALL her songs. :)

I have always loved this song, but especially her version. (perfect wedding song, AHH)

Oh how do I pick my favorites of hers?

I simply cannot.

"now that you're gone, I can roll on to something good" "I want to change the world, instead I sleep" "happy is the heart that still feels pain" "but if I was stronger then I would up and go, but here I am, and here we go again" "so glide away on soapy heels, and promise not to promise anymore" "just because there once was love don't mean a thing"

I love her.

The End.

(SCHOOL :( pooey)

The Sun is Gone. . . .

So I recently discovered this song. (the video is strange, but the music is pretty). I have always LOVED that song, but now I love it even more.

The Blower's Daughter
And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new



Basically yeah, that is my song. (It is originally sung by Damien Rice, SO great either way)

And yeah, the end.

PS: School? Lame

Saturday, August 21, 2010

I want to cry

Honestly, I do. Summer homework shouldn't be this bad. The AP english isn't too hard. It is the freaking yearbook assignment. All I have to do is take pictures and make a mini yearbook. It shouldn't be this hard. The whole idea of the assignment isn't that bad, if you had a freaking program on your computer you can make it on. But I don't. So I sit down to do my stupid simple assignment, day after day, and honestly want to cry. It is ridiculous. If I was the type of girl who could cry, I think I would by now. I hate it already. Die school. Die life. Die yearbook assignment. Can I please kill it?

If you know how to help me, feel free to. If you can't, be my fake shoulder to cry on for my fake tears.

The End.

Monday, August 16, 2010

I'll Never Forget...

I'll never forget the moment I read that first text, that told me I was amazing.

I'll never forget about the time when you told me your favorite color was rust, and I believed you.

I'll never forget our conversations that lasted hours and hours on how great life is.

I'll never forget the times I was down, and you were there to pick me up again.

I'll never forget the night we talked, under the stars, about what is to come.

I'll never forget November.

I'll never forget attempting to watch movies, and failing time after time.

I'll never forget looking at you, and not helping but smile.

I'll never forget that one day you didn't say a word to me and I thought I was going to die.

I'll never forget how happy I was to be around you.

I'll never forget how nervous I was to meet your family.

I'll never forget how I freaked out before your birthday because I felt like a horrible friend.

I'll never forget the day you told me I was beautiful.

I'll never forget the feeling I got when I read "One new message" and it was from you.

I'll never forget the hours on the phone and how you can't help but mumble.

I'll never forget how horrible I felt when you said we couldn't be friends.

I'll never forget the day I forgave you.

I'll never forget the night I went to your play.

I'll never forget how happy I was to finally have you.

I'll never forget the present you gave me.

I'll never forget that look on your face.

I'll never forget how you always made me feel better.

I'll never forget the day I let you go.

I'll never forget the day you drowned.

I'll never forget how mean I was to you.

I'll never forget the hours I've cried about you.

I'll never forget the hours I've laughed about you.

I'll never forget the hours I've spent with you.

I'll never forget you.


Sunday, August 15, 2010

wise words...

As I read McKann's blog I found this statement:

"There are so many little things that go on in our lives at this age that seem like such a huge deal in the moment. But, in 10 years, or maybe even a few months, they are going to seem silly and we will wonder why we wasted our time worrying about it. I suppose we just have to worry about some of the little things because they, in turn, give us experience to deal with the bigger things that are only sure to come in the future."

If I ever am lost in this crazy world I live in, I feel like McKann knows what to say. Sometimes I go to her, and ask her for advice on what to do, and what not to do. She always helps me find my way. Sometimes I just quietly read her blog, or reflect upon things she has said to me. Sometimes I just ask myself "What would McKann do?"

But the point isn't how great McKann is, or how wonderful she is at giving advice and being a friend. The point is she is right. Sometimes I waste so much time worrying, constantly worrying, trying to fix the most broken parts of my life. But as I read this, I felt at peace. It is okay to worry. It is okay to feel stress about the small facts of our lives. As I worry I feel that I am becoming more and more prepared for what is to come next.

Although I feel like I am quoting a wise old man, or the prophet or something, I am quoting one of my truest and best friends I have, "I suppose we just have to worry about some of the little things because they, in turn, give us experience to deal with the bigger things that are only sure to come in the future"

(PS. I love you McKann)

Hello I am BACK!

Sorry I have been missing. I have internet again so expect some greatness. :) and probably not some greatness. I had a great week. I honestly did. I spent hours on the phone, danced a little, traveled the great state of Utah, watched some movies with my besties, sleepover with the rest of my besties, got brownies and water all over me, saw amazing stars, a shooting star as well, and got involved with a most amazing program called Operation Smile :) So excited. Expect more soon please!