Whirly Gig

First of all I have some happy birthday's in order.


March 25th -Brittni--Happy Belated 16th Birthday.
March 30th- Katie-- Happy 16th Birthday TODAY.

I appologize to Brittni for the lateness of my publicly proclaimed happy birthday, but I know she loves me so she'll be okay with it.

I love both these girls so much. They are amazing people who are trying to pursue and live for God in every aspect of their lives. I really respect them and think they are two of the most beautiful girls I know. "Knock 'em dead" . I'm so glad you're my friends. Enjoy those books now.:P<3


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So life is a whirly gig on high speed.
Hmmm.

My dad in hospital for surgery all week, my mom's down there with him.
I have to run house, do my own chores/jobs, work, babysit, prepare for things. Oh and did I forget SCHOOL?

I don't think I'm complaining.
I'm just kind of in overload.

There's also that other situation....
*Sigh*
Takes a lot out of me.
Too much.
My time, my energy, my mind, my emotions.

Friends, Pets, Moms, Brothers, Loves and Drugs are a good thing.
How much more can you be, eh?:P

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I am looking forward to tomorrow.
Going to Niagara Falls with my aunt.
Yay springgg!!
Yay springgg clothes!!
Yay shoppinggg!!

Keep pressing on.

Coming Back

Our lives march on, at rapid paces. I glimpse you as you run past my window, running off somewhere. I'm surrounded by books and papers and all I would really like is for you to come by and talk to me and take my mind off everything else. But you're running off. Running away.
I sit back and slowly lean back in my chair. I know you miss me, it's all in the way you look at me as you pass me by. We don't talk much anymore. Too much to do, other people to see. I really do think though that you still want to see me. You wish life wasn't so busy so you could take the time to talk. Shaking myself, I press on with my life. Wishing and waiting for you to stop by. Even though I seem consumed with my duties, I'm silently crying out to you to say come see me. Then one day, a little while later, my doorbell rings and I answer the door and there you are standing on my dootstep, your eyes plead with me to let you in, or should I say let you back in to my life and my home. Your applogize and we stand there, for one awkward moment and then you're hugging me and whirling me around and then we sit down and begin to catch up with each other. And you sitting there is all that I need to tell me that I wasn't so wrong. You really did miss me, and you really do love me. It's just that it's hard for you to find the exact words to tell me it's true.

Picturessss [from last night]

Love.

K3.

Oh yes.

We're just that awesome.

Because we are.

[The Phantom of the Opera]

I will replay last night a thousand times in my head.

I will stare at beautiful pictures for hours.

I will remember it as incredible.

I have never seen anything like it.

I felt beautiful.

My two best friends in the whole wide world were with me.

And we were going to see The Phantom of the Opera.

I will remember for a long time.

Breathtaking Sets and Scenery.

Exquisite Costumes.

Gorgeous Theatre.

There is nothing I could really say to describe last night in the way it actually was.

Impossible.

I love you two so much.

Good times last night, treasured forever.

....if we sat in...BOX SEATS!

Memories.

Together.

Now

New look.
Excitement for things happening.
Seeing beautiful.
Struggling, but perservering.
Trying to love.
Figuring it out.