Saturday, April 25, 2009


I'm getting ready today to go to Florida. I have to finish up whats left to do of the packing. Ya know the little stuff. Then I've to go over to Rebecca's house to make sure she didn't forget anything. Basically because she can't remember crap. Haha she knows it too. Then we gotta go the store to get lots of batteries for my camera so I can take a million and one pictures. Actually my camera will holy hold 700 but close enough. Then Scott is coming over to say good bye and give me money so I can get him some alligator jerky. Ewwwa.

Then mom, rebecca, and I will be going to auntie stephs for the night so we can get up at 5 30 or 6 to be at the airport my 7.

Have fun working and going to school for the rest of the week. HA!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009


I have had my license for one whole year today. I haven't gotten one ticket, I haven't been pulled over once, I haven't gotten in a car accident, and most importantly I haven't gotten my license suspended.

I can keep my license but I can't keep a job ( not that thats my fault ). *sigh*

Wednesday, April 15, 2009


You don't know what a best friend is until you've met mine. Just gotta say that.

Read that and then try to tell me that I deserve a better best friend. Love her. No doubt. Don't know what I did with out her for 15 years but I'm glad she's apart of my life now.

I know that sounds like we are in kind of lesbo relationship. But it's not like that. We are just really close. aha

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Mom's car was a little late for April Fools day.

You all know mom is making pats potato's for Easter. Well she had me go to the store today to pick up a few things we needed to make them. I'm listenin' to music the whole way there ( kind of loud )and I finally get to the store and put the car in park. I go to take the key out of the ignition and the key wouldn't come out. I just shrug it off and try to restart the car and then turn the car off again in hopes I would be able to take the key out. NOPE. Instead the car doesn't start at all. I try about three times again to get the car start and or try to get the key out of the ignition. I stop and think. I start to panic because I think that I listened to the music maybe too loud and wore out the battery. Nah couldn't be because the music wasn't THAT loud. I try to take the key out again and when I fail I try to restart the car. That doesn't work either. I panic and reach for my cell. CAN'T CALL EITHER. NO TIME LEFT OF MY PHONE!!! Now I really panic. I remove the lock thingy from the key chain so I can get out and get to a pay phone. Once I get out of the car the lock button doesn't work but the unlock does. I panic more. Then think 'well if I hurry no one will come fast enough besides that they wont get far!' So I ran to a pay phone reach in my wallet and pull out 5 pennies. Crap! That was all I had for change. That's all I really had anyway. Then I nervously walk up to the service desk, put both hands on the counter, lean over and say " I'm in a horrible situation! My car wont start. I have five pennies, no cell phone and I need a phone.!" She hands me the phone and dials the number. Mom picks up and I tell her in panic mode that the car has died. She asks me a series of questions like " Is the car in park?" YES! " The keys won't come out?" NO " AND YOU LEFT THE CAR UNLOCKED WITH THE KEYS IN IT" I'M TRYING TO HURRY SO I CAN GET BACK OUT THERE. " Get back out there and I will be there in a minute."
So I go back to the car. Try one more time. This time I must've moved the steering wheel just right with my left hand and the key came out of the ignition. I sighed in relief leaned back and began laughing hysterically. Dan came to the rescue but I didn't need him to. However I'm thankful he came anyway. I tried to tell him what happened without sounding like a complete idiot, but there's no way you can say it without sounding like a complete idiot. So I walked into the store and carried on my way trying to act as if nothing happened but I felt like the whole world was laughing at me.

I tell this story myself because I know my mother and she will make it another "break time story about my dumba** daughter" thing.

Friday, April 3, 2009

First Time in While

I made it on to the honor role of my high school. This is the first time since 5th or 6th grade. I have to say that it was pretty easy. Why I haven't been able to do it previous years beats me. An adult who happens to be close to me says it may be brain development. I say it may be development of maturity. I needed to learn to be mature about my school work. To get things done on time and do it correctly. To pay attention in class and not be the class clown or loud mouth. Once I realized that school is a big part of what leads me to my future, I buckled down. I'm leaving my childish behavior with friends outside of school. I am ashamed to have learned this so late in my high school career but I am glad to have learned it with in my high school career and not when I was stuck in the real world thinkin' "what the heck do I do now?"
Many of you know that I plan on going to cosmetology school in spring of next year ( March or April 2010) It's been something I've wanted to do since I can remember. Which brings me back to the first encounter I've ever had with cutting hair. I lived in North Conway and I had a best friend named Sarah. I remember sitting in my room with a pair of play scissors and the next thing I know I'm cutting her hair. Why my mother let me play with scissors at that age...I have no idea. Now people let me practice cutting hair and doing peoples nails and make up. Every month I cut Scott's hair and auntie Robin let me trim her hair once. I really hope she was pleased with it =/. Anyway, mom let me do her nails on Tuesday and they look amazing. I have a picture even though its kind of fuzzy. It's her natural nail with a basic manicure ( cuticles and filing)and a french manicure (white tips with clear coat) I have a picture for you to see!