After over two years and seven hundred entries, I've gotten a new LJ. I think it's only right, seeing as how I'm about to enter college. If you'd like to continue reading, I'm at saylovelovelove.livejournal.com/ now.

I honestly don't know how much longer I can do this.

Lesson for the day:
Don't judge a person by their facebook. That means those Lipscomb friends too, Linz.
P.S. Glee was so incredible that I just cried all the way through it. Oh, Artie.

So much has happened since the last time I posted, so I guess I'll give an update for when I want to go back in a few months and read everything from way back when. I graduated high school. I know that this is such a cliche'd statement, but I cannot believe how fast the time went by. I can still remember when I went and visited Lipscomb at the ( Read more... )

I grauated high school today. Took tons of pictures, drove two boys crazy, threw up my hat, laughed ridiculously hard during the alma mater, lost my Honors rope, grabbed my cover (not my diploma) said my goodbyes, had some touchdown cake, and got enough toiletries at college for sixty years. I didn't cry, though. Not once. I feel on the verge of ( Read more... )

Photograph ( Read more... )

No one ever posts anymore. So I'm guessing it's going to be a rare occurence that this is actually read, but I don't really mind. I think I'm going to get a new Livejournal.I have 752 posts and that's crazy, because most of them are about nothing. As is this one. Haha. All of my interests in my profile are fake or don't exist anymore, and the music ( Read more... )

I actually feel old. Chili's. Cheesecake Factory. Letters to Juliet. Soft serve. Chinese. "Happy Birtday." "There is a tornado warning EVERY time we go out to Green Hills!" Logans. "Yeah, my fiancee wants me to tell people to be careful. Lots of strawberry lemonade. No Outback. Raining at the Factory. Besties. Streamer Licking. Water balloon ( Read more... )

"A hangover? Shut. Up ( Read more... )

Get on the dance floor, pretend you know how
To make 'em all scream, you're what they're talking about
Just feel the music, f--- what they're saying
This is the moment, that we've been waiting on