All Summer Long

Best Night of my life

Oy. Cabin/Spring fever has officially set in! All I've been thinking about lately is lambs ( I raise them for 4-H), Summer, fair time, and my crush... I hate the word crush. It sounds so....6th grade =P
The above pic is from last summer's fair, when I met the most amazing guy ever. Yes, we're still just friends.
(ugh...in that pic, I look like a hunchback XP)
 *sigh* I'm gonna go reminisce some more.
Tata for now =]

Just a Note...

Hey, so I knew when I started this I wouldn't be able to post very regularly, but I'm hoping to get a post up this afternoon. if anyone cares.

The purpose is.......?

If I ever meet the guy who decided that the THUMP THUMP THUMP of a bass system was cool, well....it wouldn't be pretty. I have to ride with a kid from my church everyday home from school, right? Well, he thinks he's a "gangsta". He's got the pimped out car, and the obnoxious bass going for him. But he is NOT gangsta. He's over six feet, white as mayonnaise, and the biggest jerk I know. Literally. And he's got this THUMPing bass in his car, which btw, isn't even the good-sounding bass! It drives me CRAZY.

 O.k, so I'm kinda bummed I only have one follower so far, but it's o.k. I know I'm probably not the most exciting person to listen to =/
 I'm just....average?.....I guess.

 Meh. More later. Maybe.

I must confess that I feel like a Monster

Everyone has evils that they deal with. Every day. Lately, mine has been overtaking more and more and I hate it, but it's like I can't stop. Like and alcoholic going back to a bar, I go back to those things that I so despise. Only God can help me.

(This thing won't let me add a video, but do me a favor and go to Youtube and look up "Monster" by Skillet)

When passion's a prison you can't break free!

"Shot through the heart, and your to blame, you give love a bad name!"
 Oh my word. My poor best friend. She's fallen for a guy who treats her like crap. Hopefully though, it's over now. He was gone, and when they talked he was always moody, and didn't sound like he wanted to talk to her or missed her at all. When she told him how she felt, he said she was overreacting and that he was busy, did she want to take another shot at him before he left? What a jerk. She was trying to get things out in the open, and he just totally made everything seem like her fault.

"I been everywhere, and I'm standing tall, I've seen a million faces an I've rocked them all"

You've just gotta roll with the punches, and let it go. Move on. Surround yourself with people who love you and appreciate you.

"You know she likes the lights at nights on the neon Broadway signs , She don't really mind, it's only love she hoped to find"

Sometimes, I wish I could just start over, somewhere new, with new people and new places and new opportunities and a new me.  I could be anybody I want to be. No more pretending.

Random Though: How cool would it have been to be a teenager in the '80's? I mean seriously, they had all the best music. Bon Jovi, Journey, REO Speedwagon, Savatage, Van Halen, etc. Nothing like the crap we got stuck with today.

Bon Jovi - Runaway
On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives
They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes
All your life all you've asked when's your Daddy gonna talk to you
You were living in another world tryin' to get your message through.

No one heard a single word you said.
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going around your heart.

[Chorus:]
Ooh, she's a little runaway.
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say.
Ooh, she's a little runaway.

A different line every night guaranteed to blow your mind
See you out on the streets, call me for a wild time
So you sit home alone 'cause there's nothing left that you can do
There's only pictures hung in the shadows left there to look at you

You know she likes the lights at nights on the neon Broadway signs
She don't really mind, it's only love she hoped to find

[Repeat chorus]

No one heard a single word she said
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going around your heart

Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say

Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
Now she was the night away

Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say

Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
Now she was the night away

*Lyrics to describe my mood courtesy of Bon Jovi

Oh, the joys of un-requieted love =/

So I like this guy, right? And he knows it. Does he do anything about it? Nope. Still just friends. I love him, as a friend at least, more....I'm not sure yet. But I definitely want to get to know him more, and to actually be with him. See, we can only talk on Face book and he's always grounded from it so even then I don't talk to him a lot. I'm just going so stir crazy over missing him and everything. And there's another girl (don't even get me started) who I think likes him too. She's just one of those girls you have a bad feeling about when you see her. I was friends with her on FB, but she actually had the audacity to de-friend me! I don't know why that bothers me but it does. Like she thinks she better then me. And I cannot stand people like that.

 *sigh*
 Alright, rant over.

What is in a name?

Whew. I finally took that first step: Creating a blog. I've always enjoyed writing, but journal was never my thing. So this will probably be mostly random ramblings from me when I have no one to talk too. You know, it's kinda funny: My mom had seen the blog spot tab on my browser, and asked if I was starting one, and I said no. I don't know why. I just like to keep somethings private, I guess.

 Would you believe the hardest part was coming up with a name? I first thought of "Under Construction" (I know, creative, right?) But that was taken. So, I combined my favorite words into something someone will (hopefully) want to read.
I guess that's all for now =]