River Walks are my Favorite.

I guess i am in a strange mood. Some good and some bad.

So many of you have probably heard about the girl who was killed in the fire this last weekend. I guess I heard a lot about it but didn't really think about it or care. But even though i didn't know her i decided i need to show sympathy. Mostly i bring this up because i have a friend in class, who was very close with this girl. So we talked about it and even though i know nothing of her, i tried to relate as much as i could and help her. I don't like when i can not help and i just feel kinda lame. So i am going to try to start caring more, and really, i think i might like to do that in the future. I have though of so many careers that i would like to do, and counciling, sounds like a win for me. I might at least try it. I would actually like to get into working with teens that have addictions so maybe working at center like a half way house or juvinile center. Does that sound strange? I guess lots of people don't think its my thing, but from what i have looked into, i want to very much so.

This last weekend was QUITE the weekend. I tell you. The Talent show was amazing. And Work was fun..though i think i should start wearing some better shoes. And i found out real quickly that rejection angers me. But i know i just have to keep smiling any ways. And i only had 45 minutes to get ready for prom. I feel extremely proud of my self actuall. I mean..what do you girls do to get ready for prom that takes 5 hours? Please, i would like to know ha. But the whole Liberty event was planned well and we even had a nice back up plan for when the crazy storm hit. But all in all the boat ride dinner limo and dance and socializing..and Kyle Collins made the night way fab. And i love walks at the River. With a certain person. They suffice me well.

Today was not good. I guess i kinda did learn my lesson about who and what i should tell. Even if it is about me and my business. I don't like when other people put me down because of it. I can't wait til tomorrow. Time to get away with Rachael and go see that little boy we love. the one and only CODY SIMPSON. But sadly we must miss our favorite class..American lit. But not much, because the wonderful man we call our teacher..and Rachaels father is taking us! yes.

Um..i thought that in photography we were to take pictures. Apparently we must do more. We were to take a self portrait make it crazy. And now we are to write a peom of ourselves. I loove writing peoms. BUT. About myself? I just have much thinking to do. That is for sure.