Hey Guys!
I am so motivated right now. I am very dedicated to this post=] woo hoo. I got my 3 usual windows open: this one, photobucket, and my blog to listen to my playlists. Well... CURRENT SONG= Breakin' Dishes By Rihanna=] CURRENT MOOD=pretty happy besides the grandma situation CURRENT THOUGHTS= i miss Justin he's adorable/ I wonder what Jaymies up to.
SO! Today I walked to church. I felt really environment friendly and what not=]
Yeah but today Sunday School=Caleb, Caleb's friend Rob, Annie, Danielle, and me. It was good. It was about opening our hearts and softening them. And i really need to work on that. I need to be open to follow God's plans for my life and never doubt that things will work out with him in control of my life completely.
Yeah well it was good to have Bob back officially teaching something. It's good to vent to him=]
LOL i have no clue what that sandwhich has to do with anything but it's really cute=] lol okay so after church my uncle Joe took me to the car show we ate and he took me to my house. I called Justin and am painting my nails.
LOL that's what came up when i typed in nails ha=P
CURRENT SONG=Girls Don't Like Boys by Good Charlotte CURRENT MOOD=anxious CURRENT THOUGHTS= I do NOT wanna go to skewl tomorrow that's the last time i will be able to spell it like that
FAVORITE BOOK PASSAGE RIGHT NOW
from
Someone Like You By Sarah Dessen:
We went to a little Italian place by our house, with checkered tablecloths and a pizza buffet. After a half slice of pepperoni and some small talk about Milton's and school, she leaned across the table and said, "I want you to talk to you about Macon."
The way she said it you'd think she knew him, that they were friends. "Macon."
"Yes." She took a sip of her drink. "To be honest, Halley, I'm not happy with this relationship."
Well, I thought,
you're not in it. But I didn't say anything. I could tell already this wasn't going to be a discussion, a dialog or anything involving my opinion. I was an expert at my mother. I knew her faces, her tones of voice, could translate the hidden, complex meanings of each of her sighs.
"Now," she began, and I could tell she'd worked on this, planned every word, probably even outlined it on a legal pad for her book, "since you've been hanging around with Macon you've gotten caught skipping school, broken you curfew, and your attitude is always confrontational and difficult. Honestly, I don't even recognize you anymore."
I didn't say anything and just picked at my pizza. I was losing my appetite, fast. She kept on; she was on a roll.
"Your appearance has changed." Her voice was so loud, and I sunk lower in my seat; this wasn't the place for this, which was exactly why she'd picked it. "You smell like cigarettes when you come home, you're listelss and distracted. You never talk about school with us anymore. You're distant."
Distant. If she couldn't keep me under my thumb, I was far away.
"These are all warning signs," she went on. "I tell parents to watch for them everyday."
"I'm not doing anything," I said. "I was only twenty minutes late, Mom."
......
I sat there and looked at my mother, at the ease in her face as she told me how I felt, what i thought, everything. Like I was a puzzle, one she'd created, and she knew the solution every time.
i love that book=] deff recomend
SO! Today I walked to church. I felt really environment friendly and what not=]
Yeah but today Sunday School=Caleb, Caleb's friend Rob, Annie, Danielle, and me. It was good. It was about opening our hearts and softening them. And i really need to work on that. I need to be open to follow God's plans for my life and never doubt that things will work out with him in control of my life completely.
Yeah well it was good to have Bob back officially teaching something. It's good to vent to him=]
LOL i have no clue what that sandwhich has to do with anything but it's really cute=] lol okay so after church my uncle Joe took me to the car show we ate and he took me to my house. I called Justin and am painting my nails.
LOL that's what came up when i typed in nails ha=P
CURRENT SONG=Girls Don't Like Boys by Good Charlotte CURRENT MOOD=anxious CURRENT THOUGHTS= I do NOT wanna go to skewl tomorrow that's the last time i will be able to spell it like that
FAVORITE BOOK PASSAGE RIGHT NOW
from Someone Like You By Sarah Dessen:
We went to a little Italian place by our house, with checkered tablecloths and a pizza buffet. After a half slice of pepperoni and some small talk about Milton's and school, she leaned across the table and said, "I want you to talk to you about Macon."
The way she said it you'd think she knew him, that they were friends. "Macon."
"Yes." She took a sip of her drink. "To be honest, Halley, I'm not happy with this relationship."
Well, I thought, you're not in it. But I didn't say anything. I could tell already this wasn't going to be a discussion, a dialog or anything involving my opinion. I was an expert at my mother. I knew her faces, her tones of voice, could translate the hidden, complex meanings of each of her sighs.
"Now," she began, and I could tell she'd worked on this, planned every word, probably even outlined it on a legal pad for her book, "since you've been hanging around with Macon you've gotten caught skipping school, broken you curfew, and your attitude is always confrontational and difficult. Honestly, I don't even recognize you anymore."
I didn't say anything and just picked at my pizza. I was losing my appetite, fast. She kept on; she was on a roll.
"Your appearance has changed." Her voice was so loud, and I sunk lower in my seat; this wasn't the place for this, which was exactly why she'd picked it. "You smell like cigarettes when you come home, you're listelss and distracted. You never talk about school with us anymore. You're distant."
Distant. If she couldn't keep me under my thumb, I was far away.
"These are all warning signs," she went on. "I tell parents to watch for them everyday."
"I'm not doing anything," I said. "I was only twenty minutes late, Mom."
......
I sat there and looked at my mother, at the ease in her face as she told me how I felt, what i thought, everything. Like I was a puzzle, one she'd created, and she knew the solution every time.
i love that book=] deff recomend
2 comments:
that nails thing is hilarious. that sandwhich is funny, too. so i should read someone like you? i thought it would be good. :] i love you're blog. ^-^
your LDS????
--I'm Lds...:]
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