I forgot how to make a daisy chain, and it made me really sad. because i think it made me realize that there is so much stuff that i have forgotten to do, or just forgotten about. so i shall make a list of all the little things i want to do this summer.
1) blow bubbles
2)spin around until i fall down
3) laugh until i cry
4)drink some pink lemonade
5) eat chocolate ice cream with rainbow sprinkles*which will not be hard considering where i work*
6) go on some pointless car rides with the windows rolled down and the music loud.
7) take a bubble bath while wearing a tiara
8) read my bible more
9) reconnect with bands and singers i us to love
10) go to the beach and make a sand turtle
and always always smile and be happy more. I think that is the most important thing that everyone forgets.

With this start of a new day I am hoping for, new chances, something exciting, I hope I do at least one thing that scares me. I think that its very important to do that, it helps keep you feeling alive. even if its just talking to someone who scares you, make each scare count.

Once in your life, if you are very lucky, you will meet the person who divides it to the time before you met him/her and the time after. My time happen when I was six years old. I was at a baseball game, sitting on the bench waiting for my turn to bat, When I turned to the little boy next to me and said "Hi, I heard you were home schooled, so am I." he looked at me and said "yeah..so?". well From that day on that sarcastic little boy has been in my life, and has grown to be the man that I hope to spend the rest of my life with. It's so nice the way God maps out your life.

:(

I am really tired of getting sick every spring. Its like my body goes "hey its nice out, lets get sick!" stupid immune system!

Hindi Zahra - Beautiful Tango - Video directed by Tony Gatlif - OFFICIEL

ohh this song could keep me dancing all night long, purely beautiful.

sometimes when you have nothing else, all you need to do is grab a camera and take crazy amounts of pictures...then life comes back into your day.

what a flithy waste

You know that feeling you get when you have been really busy, but then when you think back to what you have done it turns out you haven't really done anything at all? iv had this feeling all week. i haven't been home, iv been doing a lot..but none of it sticks, it doesn't mean anything..im still lonely.

Somedays

Some days i just feel pretty, yesterday and today has been those kinda days..and today i have to waste it on work. Makes it worse because its rainy and cold, and lets face it..who wants ice cream in weather like this??

I would like everyone to know that..(pause for a dramatic affect)...i so beat the soft serve machine on monday! it fought, but i would not give in. In the end i came out victorious!

Fight to the end

I work at a farmers market scooping ice cream, i know what your thinking. ("scooping ice cream? that's an easy way to make money.") it is not easy however when the soft serve machine has it in for you, no then everyday becomes a fight to survive. work has turned into a battle with a machine, i might as well be in a terminator movie. But i am determined that by the end of the summer i will fight that soft serve machine, show it who is boss and come out on top with the best soft serve twist ever!

That is my goal for this summer, to defeat the soft serve machine.

It amazes me

I get lost in the things i find beautiful , which can be the strangest things. The smell of old books. the sound of a clock ticking, it can put me to sleep or keep me awake depending on how my head is working at the time(most the time it keeps me up) but i love it. old shoes, ones with scuffs and or just worn down i find pretty. Because it mean they were loved, someone really wore them in. think about the days those shoes were worn on. on a first date, a witness to a first kiss, walking on the first day of spring, or even just worn with the cutest jean ever. those shoes were loved.

Today was way to pretty to own a crappy camera

Days like today just make me want to go for a really long car ride, with my big sunglasses, windows rolled down, the smell off warm pavement, and music playing really loud.

I have this amazing guy in my life, who makes me feel pretty and loved and wanted. Im not gonna say our relationship is perfect, we have a lot of problems. But he does make me feel warm apple pie happy, and in the end i think thats what it comes down to. we might have a bunch of problems, but at the end of the day his arms are the only ones i want around me.

I wonder why what we dream cant not be real? Why cant mirrors be a type of teleport? Or how come i cant have a pet bumble bee that follows me around like a loyal puppy? How come sometimes our dream are so much better then reality? This is what i ponder this morning as i get ready to visit Gramma. When i look out the window i cant help but think, Today should be a day of dreams.

Hello Shins, Goodbye heartache

"I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
And if you'd 'a took to me like
Well I'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well. " I find these lyrics help me, that and a good swing.

That day to remember but that night to forget.

Today was a day of not getting dressed, Falling in love all over again, Watching sad movies that made me cry, while that guy laughed and held me. Tonight has been a night of missing what i had today, enjoying old books that had been forgotten and some nice warm tea.

yes, today was L.O.V.E.