my sister.

Brit is the nicest girl I have ever met. she was born on my second birthday. needless to say she is the best birthday present i could ever hoped for. she is my little sister and i love her. i love hearing all of her stories. and trying to help her? nah she doesnt need help. she is all grown up. haha well you boys. love her and treat her well cuz she only deserves the best.

Stress.

im a senior. which i can hardly believe. it seemed like only yesterday i entered the halls of the scary high school with a total of two friends. i have changed so much. some for the better. and some well is questionable. anyways, college. it is kind of a big deal. i have no idea where i am going and how i am going to pay for it. all i can say is that i am stressed. i look around and it seems like everyone i know has a plan. they know where they are going, what the want to be, and a plan of paying it off. me on the other hand. absolutely no where close to any of that. oh well. i just need to have faith in the Lord and listen to where he knows i should be. i am no officially done complaining. life is good. love it.

mexi love :)

i sometimes watch mexicans make out. just for fun. i call them my mexi lovers. and admire there love from a distance. one day i will be a skank. be a wanna be black. then make out in the halls for all my fellow passer bys to feel envious. or wanna puke. depends on their views on PDA. either way. it will be love. no matter what my mother or bishop will say.

i love bein a creeeepa.