sooo...yesterday, i don't think i did anything. yeah, school, and then came home and was lazy. went to bed at like 10:30 or 11 and then alex called me at like 11:30ish. talked to him for a bit, which is always nice. went back to sleep ( Read more... )

i got in a fight in P.E. ok, so i didnt, but...i didnt get hit...with a volleyball, haha, it was hillarious, but it hurt soooo bad, thought i was gonna pass out. i couldnt stop laughin, people kept askin me if i was ok, funny stuff. ive been branded. we watched school house rock in government. now im sittin here, try to muster up the courage, and ( Read more... )

church was a blast. haha. a blast. yeah. anyways. lots of visitors, i'd say like almost 10 new kids. yeah, great stuff. i didn't forget my brother this time. and oh my gosh he was so talkative the whole ride home. it was amazing. my brother is one amazing kid. hes..11, yeah, almost 12, and he has got the greatest mind ever. tonights topic was ( Read more... )

the mail man, walks my neighborhood. i think its intersting. do you think when hes just driving around the streets, he could point out each house and who lives inside? i think thats kinda strange. yeah.

so go stick your finger in your ear why dont you.

today, in psychology we had to pair up, and take turns being blindfolded. it was interesting. ( Read more... )

polka-dots are nice!

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baseball is icky!

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yesterday-school. me and my mommy went to the mall last night. and then talked to alex, which was very nice ( Read more... )

if you pray. pray for me.

like oh my goodness really, i love alex!

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okie doke, i have vented to a piece of paper with an xacto knife long enough. martha stuart just wanted to make her little appearance. but anways, chris got on and was like..eat dirt? haha..i thought it sounded nice, eat dirt, whoa, ok, lol. anyways, im good now, yeah. one day, im gonna learn how to not let things get to me. mhmm. i have hope. well ( Read more... )

maybe one day, i'll understand why things are the way they are. or why i react the way i do. why do things have to bother me? yeah, i freakin hate it!

:) tryin to smile anyways, who cares if its fake as long as people are happy.

always.erin