Thursday, January 26, 2012

In summer, the song sings itself.


Summer my Love, comes so soon. 19 weeks Soon. Sunshine like a blanket it covers me. Warm rain falling on my face as I dance on the side walk. Perfect beach wavey hair sweetly tangled in that absolutely attractive way. Spontaneous adventures with the greatest friends. Floating down the Yak, burning like toast. Little children selling lemonade that tastes like water. Shorts, sunglasses, swimsuit, tanning oil, and out the door.

I can't wait.

That magical moment when you see a man of interest. And you find out he is your brothers friend. Connections, they are love. Staying up late in the warm air. Watching the stars with their beautiful Mother Moon giving us just enough light to see each others faces. Laying in the fresh cut grass reminiscing the best memories and laughing so loud the dogs bark.

Its summer love just a short distance between us, a short 128 days distance.

Arizona is calling my name. The people, the palm trees, the perfect bliss.

Living the life with the best friend under the bright sun.

We will fry an egg. On the side walk.

No Worries. All Happies. Hippies.


Oh Summer how I can't wait. Freedom. Pouring down pleasurable happiness.

Overalls and driving with ALL the windows down. Car washes.

Pineapple. Watermelon. Kiwi. Against my lips.

Juice dripping down my arms.

"If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented Romance"

Staying up all night talking to the beautiful person you care so about.

Smiling.

Always smiling.

He will fall in love with Her smile.

She is calling my name, Summer that is.

The time of wrestless days that never end. For the best. The days when everything goes perfect and you've only accomplished jumping in the pool and soaking the Suns rays.

Vacation spots. Deep Thoughts

Day is bright. Party at night.

No sleeping. Pool leaping..

Hot guys.

Butterflies.

I can't wait for that Summer Time!

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Real Cute

Monday, I went to the Doctor, yes. Again. And found out that I have not only extreme Anemia, but a Border-Line Diabetes, meaning if I don't change my eating habits; I will become diabetic. In my next future years. I do tend to eat a lot of carbs, yet that is probably what keeps me "plump", for how tall I am. I need to start eating more protein..meat. Well..I need to start eating as a start. Because when I do eat, its like a bird. I feel like my world is crashing, and this is just an 1/8 of what seems to be all my problems. Am I complaining? No..I can't. That is what I can write in my pitty journal, and push behind me. So you might want to read something interesting
Ladies you ever encounter those boys who "Subtly" hit on you. Cute? Not so much. A few days ago we were working on our group project and randomly this conversation came about:
Guy 1 "So your mom works at that school?..I don't think I ever saw her..or even heard of her"
Me "Yes ma'am"
Guy 2 "Oooh yeah I never heard of her either..but I bet she is really hot..."

Um can I tell you, things got a bit awkward. Real fast. This is just a casual scene of my 'Guys-subtly-hitting-on-me-daily' moments. So I just brushed it off, but felt, flattered?..maybe just strange.
Those are the situations I try to stay away from. I just always find myself with boys. Wether I like it or not. And even if their just the figmant of my imagination. Past ones, Future ones, Boys tend to be my thing.I love my best friends Tanner and Connor K. They are my favorite boys, besides my brothers of course. And they help so much. They are not afraid to be themselves. And that is what I really love in a guy. It shows me they are brave. And they are so creative. I believe that they are JUST my friends. And I hope they feel that way too, however I love this clip and am not positive ha.I am a teen age girl. I love reminicing. Thinking about my first kisses. Thinking about what could have been. And remembering all my favorite moments with Boys. But I also love fantisizing about the future. Who will HE be?
Here; He will be This:
Just Kidding...(well sorta) Here: