Friday, March 23, 2012

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-So here you are, two steps ahead and staying on guard -Every lesson forms a new scar -They never thought you'd make it this far -But turn around, oh they've surrounded you -It's a showdown, and nobody comes to save you now -But you've got something they don't -Yeah you've got something they don't Taylor Swift Eyes Open (Hunger Games soundtrack) SO when I first first heard this, I wasnt sold. Now, I am. The more I hear it the more I hear it tellin the story. The story IS good. Im not gonna see the movie quite yet, really i want emm to read the books first then we go see it {she probably maybe wont read em though}. Maybe Ill see it when I go to st.george. My cell phone is on silent. Like always, I am the worst cell phone owner. If i hadda iphone it wouldnt be on silent...cause they have a whistle ringtone option and hello damnyeaa if my phone could whistle i would alwaaaaaaaaaaays wanna hear it. But i dont want an iphone. I want my busted up old old cellphone the cellphone that anna went out and bought for my parents for me while i was out with taylor and his family December 2009. {she was being so sneaky) Yesssssss, two thousand and nine. I like my phone. I got a new necklace that I probably wont be able to take off ever and never and ever. I love it so bad. Its in fierce competition with my monumental "legend" necklace as topmost favorite. {actually i dont have favorites cause ts says that everythin is my favorite so favorite shouldnt be in my vocabulary) {he's right, mayyyyyyybe i DO love it all..} This time last year I was runnin' around with taylor doin' who knows what. Maybe we were planning secret trips to bed baath and beyond or goin to snowstorm baseball games(incowboots)maybe i was beggin' him to let me wear his pfs and maybe i was constannnnnnntly askin' for double bubble.. I dunno exactly, but we were smilin' ALOT. All the minutes are flyin because i cannot believe it has been a year since all that. My momma is makin me die laughin over some texts messages over a LONG awaited subject JB. Not to mention the running club humor, my poor dad. Annnd plus get this, boy did the dishes... can you believe. IM glad Ive got what I got. )

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

she shot outta texas, like a bullet from a gun

Im already lovin' March {even if its bringin' snow} I love march no matter what. I have a cousin jettin' off on his mission this month and it makes me happiest and also alittle sad I hafta prepare myself for some more missssssin' No problem, I can miss, mannn I miss so good. It's just goin to be different. I cannot wait to get to know Dyl better through letters and get updated on all his adventures. First things first, Lets see if I can survive his farewell talk..
< My dad's birthday is comin up. I love that man. Most remarkable man ever. I cant say enough bout my family. Thanks dad for every " i love you today" and every plate of fruit you've brought to my pillow thanks for cutting apples so unique, danccinn like a fool evvvvvvery mornin and screaaamin loudest at the tv when nascar is on, thankya for runnin' to rescue evvvery single principal office visit.. and teachin me back in HS "awww betteee you never ever gotta stresss cause 'i dont hafta be hateful i can just say blesssss youuuur heart' thank sweet goodness you're a soldier thanks for callin me a princess when i need it and a jackhole when i need to be called a jackhole THANKS for always askin me where in the hell i came from, and for tellin' me when i have bad humor by sayinnn' "bette thats the most jackass thing youve said ALLLLLLLLLLDAY" thankyou for being in love with the most breathtakin' painting and sharing that love with your kids and thanks for makin me the proudest daughter. March 13 is my favorite.