Thursday, May 5, 2011

The Tat

Isn't it funny how you can listen to a song a million times and not realize the true meaning until the million and first time? This song has been so inspiring to me lately, it reminds me that God (sunshine) is always with me even through my times of darkness (shadow).

I've always wanted to get a tattoo, I never knew what of, but I knew that I wanted one. Just today I realized that if I can somehow get a design of a shadow being casted by the sun-that was what I wanted. I think a tree would be best to create the shadow-for me at least. I'm similar to a tree, I change my mood/style really often, but deep down, I'm still me. A tree has its times where it dies down but springs new life later through the wonders going on around it.

A tree. A shadow. A sunshine. That's the tattoo I will eventually get.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Better

Earlier this afternoon I posted the blog post below out of a lot of anger. True, this certain person will still drive me up a wall tomorrow, but for now I've just decided to take a deep breath and listen to what God has to tell me. Bubble bath and quinoa=perfect relaxation to me. I'm off to do some listening.

I'm So Sorry

I'm so sorry that you have to be SO negative ALL THE TIME. We've had our differences, and they've been settled. You and I are good. But you talk about my friends that way? That's NOT okay. Have you noticed something? Everyone you hate-everyone loves those people? I seriously want to know why you have to be SO NEGATIVE ABOUT EVERYTHING! Just once, be in a good mood. Just once, say something nice about someone. Just once, look at the bright side of things. I'm a positive person, INCREDIBLEY positive person, and you make me negative. That's how much you drive me crazy.


Vent session is over now. I apologize for my rant.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Best Night Ever




Prom was last night. Let's list what was so fantastic about it: my friends looked gorgeous, my dress and accessories made my eyes look REALLY blue, my bright pinkish redish hair looked cool with my dress, my friend's date didn't feel awkward about being the only guy, dinner was only 10 bucks a person (!), I was the first person on the dance floor, they played my favourite song Firework by Katy Perry (twice!), I taught have of the people attending prom how to properly do Cotton-Eyed Joe (I was really surprised how many people know that song but don't know the dance), there was a chocolate fountain and chicken nuggets from Chick-fil-a, my teacher made a two certain comments that made my entire evening (!), the person I voted for Prom Princess won (!), I got to take home a genie lamp (the theme was Arabian Nights), my one friend lifted me up so I could see a dance competition (which made me feel really good to know he could pick me up), I totally started poking someone on the dance floor to only realized it wasn't the person I thought it was, my ex-boyfriend told me I looked gorgeous, I'm pretty sure I lost a good twenty pounds from dancing ALL NIGHT LONG, the guy at McDonalds told me I looked like the Little Mermaid, me and my four friends spent almost an hour at McDonalds (being exteremely loud) at 1 in the morning, and to conclude the great night, I fell asleep on my friend's couch with one leg in the air. For those of you teens who read this-you don't need a date to prom to have a good time. :)

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Prom-i-dee Prom Prom

Prom is tonight! I couldn't be more excited! My dearest tall friend was wondering why I was actually excited about something the typical teenage girl was excited about. (Because quite frankly, I am NOT the typical teenage girl in high school). Honestly, I don't follow the crowd, things that make the sterotypical teenage girl excited, doesn't make me excited. But prom...I'm excited. Tonight is going to be MY night. I'll make sure to post a picture of my complete look!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Keeping my Heart Protected


Let me start out by saying that Adele is FANTASTIC and I love this song to death! (Plus, even though it wasn't as good as Adele, they sang this song on glee!) I'm not 100% on what this song is about exactly (relationship-wise) some say its about an abusive relationship, some say its about opening up. Lately there has been a certain fella (two fellas, actually) that have been on my mind a lot. One of them I hang out with ALL the time, the other I don't see as often, but he makes me feel so special. But here's the big thing-neither are Christians. It KILLS me.
I don't know how, but I can keep myself from liking someone if I really put my mind to it. I have yet to admit to myself that I have feelings for either one of these guys (and it takes me a lot to admit it to myself-see older blog post of mine). So this one line from this song has really stuck out to me-"I won't let you close enough to hurt me", which is hard to do, but I've decided that that's how I'm going to be with the two of them. I don't open up as easily as I used to to guys, and it's made me strong. It was difficult for me to think this (but not as much anymore) but I can actually prevent my own heartbreak. So, basically, I've decided to protect my heart from it being broken by those fine young men. One day (should they decide to follow Jesus and I'm ready) I may open up to them. But for now, I'm keeping my heart safe.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Paint Guy

Nothing too exciting, but I have a simple story. So our church is having everyone put signs in their yard advertising for the Easter Sunday service next week. Naturally, we have one in our yard. So, while my mom, Alex, and I were out yesterday a guy my mom hired came and did something to our yard/patio/front of the house area. The guy saw the sign in our yard, so what does he assume? That we WANT lots of signs in our yard. So we pull onto our street, what do we see? A giant sign advertising for his paint services. What did I do? Ripped it out of the ground and told my mother, "The Easter sign has a significant purpose, this other one just flat-out looks tacky." So what does she do in response? Laughs at my comment. I love bringing my mother laughter, I truely do.