I feel like I have just been hit by car. What else cant i have. I have gathered and accepeted the fact that I cant be a normal child and that was okay. But her too. If it aint one thing its another. And while I understand the situation it still hurts. When it first happened I felt like my whole world had been ripped right from underneath me. AHHHHHH idk If I can get over this. If its possible it may take a while. I miss her so much and shes right here in my face!!!!!!!!!!

The opposite sex!

Okay...I get it but then I dont. Why do guys have to be so difficult? Is it just because they are guys and its how their minds are programed! Do they just not think about how their stupid actions make us as females feel. Do they even know what the phrase "Consider other's feelings mean" I'm not bashing the entire male generation beacuse there really are some good guys out there. But some of them are just STUPID!!!!

Today is Monday...Y eah drag, but what ev it happens. Okay so my grand-pa told me that I needed to quit being so...sedidy?!?!?! if thats even how you spell it. Anyways I dont know what that is so i decided not to really...care!!! Anyways I had some of the fam over this weekend and it was great. At least my grandpa tried not to be the usual butthole it front of company...He 's so two faced. And I really dont know what Im writing about Im just going... So yesterday in church I discovered a massive scar on my right forearm... Weird cause I really dont know where it came from... Emily says it could be from the fryer at work, but I really dont remember burning my arm But what ev... I guess Im done now!

UIL Twirling...

Okay so, Yesterday before I went to UIL I was sweating bricks...Mrs. Sunday was my refuge... She continually reminded me that I was a good twirler and if I just believed in myself I could be great and do anything... So after I talked to Mrs. Sunday I was cool. So anyways I go to contest all happy, but still just a tad bit nervous, and of course I'm first to do my solo. I start twirling and everything is good until I realized that I was supposed to pick up my second baton. Needless to say it wasnt there. Yup.. It was definately in the bleachers. I was just like...CRAP!! But I just kept on twirling not really knowing what to do I just did something, then ended my routine... If you dont think I was bawling you are crazy. I called Mrs. Sunday and I dont even know if she could hardly understand me because I crying so hard. She told me to breathe even though I really couldnt and she kept saying that it would be okay... in which case it was because I MADE A ONE!!!!!!! Heck Yea I made a one. I get to go to STATE. huh!!! I Love Mrs. Sunday for beleving in me even when i didnt beleive in myself... She is truely and inspiration... I love her so much!

This year SUCKS!!!!!!!!!

Okay...For some weird reason I thought that Jr. year would be a tad bit easier than Soph. Year. OMG was I wrong. Okay last year if I didnt study something I failed... Yeah that's usually how that goes, but This year even when I do study... I fail. Last six weeks I made the first c ever. I told myself that it would be okay but now Im not so sure. IDK. One of my friends said that I was being really defeatist, but I really cant help it. Maybe I am setting my goals way past my ability to acheive them....

My friends are great!!! They keep me laughing and on my toes... Laura... Grl Idk what to say about you!!! HAHAHAHAHAH LOL