Wow..it's been a year.

Well. I don't remember a lot of this last year because I blocked most of it out for reasons I don't wanna say. I do remember my sister and mom trying to throw me a surpise sweet sixteen...but that surprise got ruined for one of my unmentionable reasons. Then my sister moved back home. That was sourbittersweet. That means a lot of complete crap and a little sugar to sprinkle on top. Then my dad found a job in Texas which he is now gone for. I won't see him for an extemely long time. It's one of the hardest things I've ever had to endure...I miss his handlebarred face more than I knew was possible. But, one good thing about this year is I got my amazing boyfriend. He makes me happier than anything in this rough patch. He's perfect :)

I Hate It.

Okay first thing I'm going to say is that snow is the devil. I get it. People lied to you and said that hell is hot with fire. No. It's freezing with snow all over it. But, I have't always had this hatred. When I was a kid I was a snow girl. I wasn't happy if there wasn't snow. The coolest thing I've ever made was an igloo in the parking lot by my house. It was so cool. I could go down in it and sit. It was cool. But, now I hate the snow and the cold and the winter. It should die.

Looky what I found!!(:(:(:(:(:(:

So I'm strollin around the high school around about three in the morning...must have slept walked or something. But, I woke up in the middle of sleep walking down the third floor. All of a sudden I hear a huge BOOM in the garage. I walk down there to figure out if anyone's hurt or not. I see a bright light come through the crack in the cement. I knew then and there I was just dead. Then all of a sudden Ms. Devlin comes out of nowhere. She looks scared. "What the cracknugget is going on Ms. Devlin!??!?!!?." She finally catches her breath and says "Come...I'll take you to my leader." She spreads the cement apart and we go down a set of spiral stairs. I see Hudson...She's wearing a huge cowboy hat....a boa..and a pair of huge sunglasses. She spots me...stares into my soul. "Would you like to..............TURN UP FOR WHAT!??" Then the chicken song comes on...we all break into dance...Hudson's spinning on her head and everything, This was the best sleepwalk I've ever had. :)

Womack Parade:)

I don't want to be featured in it. But there will be an entire float with my entire family riding on it. I'm gonna have some ol' vintage cars guiding the parade. There would be a float with all the people that mean the world to me. Jordan, Ina Marie, Gwennyth, Dakohta...etc. etc. They would all have their own float and they can choose how to decorate it. I want to be in the crowd watching my entire world float by. It would seriously be the best day of my life. It would be the highlight of my entire life.

Every Rose has its Thorns

Well, today is actually a huge thorn for me. Today is the one year anniversary of Mariah Nino's death. She was an amazing girl and I wish I would've called her sooner and built up our friendship again. But, on a lighter note..it made me quite happy last Saturday. I didn't catch my boss in time to request this Saturday off to go to my boy's Thanksgiving...but Patty from the Hut and I must have some telepathic powers because I got the day off anyway so I'm able to go:) Uhmm. I'm like 40 times closer to having two bathrooms again so that's rosey:) I'm not sure about anything else..except...Turkeyday is TOMORROW! :)

Mindtrip (:

I want to read Hudson's mind. Seriously after all the crap we put her through throughout the day....someone's gotta be a lil screwed up in the head after two years of washburn kids. Honestly I would learn how much of a PITA (pain in the "butt") I am. Learn how other people perceive me. But, I would learn so many morbid things about Ms. Hudson. Her past life (and pretty much present life of a vampire). I can know all of the adventures she took with Jesus in high school. Yeah it would be a good day:):):) Turn up for what.

The Ghost Life

To be honest with you I think about this everyday. Honestly for the most part of the day. If I were a ghost I would probably go and help people that I see needs it. For example, a small child drops their ice cream cone...I sweep through and catch the cone. Hurray! The child is happy again. Or I see an elderly woman start to trip and almost fall...WHOOSH! I sweep through and break her fall or help her gain her balance. But, on the other hand for bad people like rapists and felons...they would get messed with and possibly killed. Then when I get bored I'll probably deliver a few wedgies just for the heck of it. It builds character.

If I could have three wishes I would.....

Well for one I wouldn't take any of the wishes for myself. The first one would be for my older brother. I would wish that he would be able to live a long, happy, normal life just like every other kid. My second one would be for my little brother and that he has the happiest life anyone could imagine. A full ride to any college he pleases to attend and no worries in his life. The third wish I am granted goes to my best friend..and older sister. That she have  happy life and all of her worries be lifted off her, even if she caused them. The reason why I chose these three is because I have thee miracles in my life that they can go to. My family is my everything and my siblings are my main worry and all I want in life is to know they're safe, healthy, and more importantly..happy. They're my world. 

Home..?

Home. That's a difficult word for me. When I think of it, I think comfort. The complete opposite of where I'm at. Honestly anyone that knows me knows that I don't want to be here. I want to be where I came from. The south. I've always thought I wanted Mississippi and that's it. But, honestly ever since I lost my pawpaw, it's not the same as it used to be. But, in my mind home is where the family is. Now, I know I have family here, but I hate it here. It's cold, the state sucks, people are disrespectful. I understand that disrespectful people are everywhere, but people are so much nicer down south. It can be a random stranger and they'll start to have an actual conversation with you. Here all you get is dirty looks and snobs who think they're better than you. Southern hospitality exists!! But, back to what this thing is really supposed to be about...my home is south. I have family all over and I'm just 100x more comfortable there and I honestly fit in 100% better there.

Where are you freakin' Waldo!?!?!? -_-

Alright I have been looking all over for this son of a beaver. I don't understand how someone so dorky looking can be so hard to find. I am so sick of him running off. He's a boothole. I swear I about to get a leash for him. Or handcuff him to every pole we pass and set out some water. I look everywhere around my house. I look all over my room. I even go in the crawlspaces and holy crap those things are disgusting. But, while I was down in them I heard a strange noise coming from the pipes. It sounded like a small child giggling. So, I went and got the pipe wrench and opened that puppy up. And looky there. Frikkin' Waldo partying it up in my pumbling. For one...DISGUSTING! It even smells disgusting just by opening the pipe up. I seriously could have killed him. But ey! I won the game! :):):)

Grendel Though (;

Lol. All that I can think as I see this oddly huge, but extremely uncoordinated is holy crap. He walks around with his huge head hung and everyone points and laughs when they see him. He has a huge claw on one of his hands. Honestly, if he wanted to do some damage...he could. But from what I see right now he's just a misfit who gets picked on. I have a really strong feeling that he's going to turn into a mass murderer though....he's got that look in his eyes..he tried to do football, but the coach forced him to get off the team when he busted two pairs of the biggest pads when he executed a hit. But, at least he's a senior. I went up to him and asked what his senior quote is and he said.."Sleep with one eye open."...it was a rather awkward moment so I slowly walked away..and avoided him every step I took..

Holy crap I go to school with MS. TAYLOR!!

She's a little rascal. She yells at everyone! She jumps in every trash can she can find! She bounces off the walls all the time! If she's talking she believes she "has the air waves," and if anyone else talks...holy crap she will bite your head off. She almost snarls at you when you talk. She always has extremely long nails that are painted black and she always wears gobs of purple eye shadow on her eyes. I have a locker right next to her and whoowee! That thing is messy! If I had that thing I would have an anxiety attack! But, she knows where everything is! She's very frugal too. Instead of going out to buy real double sided folders, she uses the rejected construction paper from the art room. That is one cool thing that she does. She loves Paris as well! She talks about France all the time and constantly tries to talk to me in French. But, she is horrible at English!! She only passed freshmen year! I think she'd make a fantastic teacher when she grows up. She can use all the energy she has built up and take it out on her students! Maybe she should try another language though...Spanish maybe. No one wants just a French teacher. Except for the hermit girl Jordan who hides in the corner during Spanish class. She's a freak. 

Survival of Zombieland

I'm in my cellar..huddled against the cold cement wall, curled up in my fluffy, red blanket. I hear slow footsteps over me. Almost groggy sounding..I know they're getting closer and closer to finding me. Everyone but me was taken, but there still here. Oh...they're growling. That means they know I'm here. I grab my shovel and start hollowing out a tunnel. I'm about 3 feet in by now. I see light shining from the end..I see bright colors. Very rare from the dreary clouds that have covered the surface of my home. I climb into the light. It was a trap. They shined light where they knew I'd be. I thought I'd be the one to save mankind. I was not. They made it as slow and painful as possible because I was the last feast they would have for many, many years. I failed the human race..They won the war. 

The Life of Emily

Honestly I don't think that I would read the rest of my life. I like to venture onto something instead of knowing every little thing that's going to happen. I am a huge control freak, but when it comes to my life I don't want to know what's going to happen because it scares me way too much. I would reread the very last time I ever saw my pawpaw. It was so hard to see him get smaller and smaller as we went down the road and if I could I would read that chapter and any other time I spent with him a million times over. The chapters where I did the dumbest things I would definitely reread because I want to know what I was thinking when I did half of my life. 

The Teenage Tell-All

Adults these days do not know what they are talking about 85% of the time when they're talking about our generation. They don't understand that things have changed! They have a hard time understanding that mostly everything requires technology! We get it..back in the stone ages you used the dictionaries and encyclopedias. Now things are a little simpler..we use one word. Google. Also, they say that they went through the "same" things that we go through in high school. (I haven't personally gone through it but I know things are 20x harder.)  With technology there are so many ways to hurt people. It's pretty much impossible to get away from. So, these snobby butt adults need to pull the stick out and realize that we go through stuff too.

The School Life

Well honestly school has already been stressful as ever! I had to change my schedule that I absolutely loved just because my mom wanted me in a specific class. I had Anatomy and Physiology Honors which was the class that I was really excited for, but my mom was dead set on having me in English Honors so I had to drop it -____-. Honestly I'm kind of excited to be back because my summer was a complete bust. I babysat a 1 1/2 year old from 8 to 4 every single day. So, no sun, no life, no interaction all day without changing the person's diaper. So, I was ready for summer to be over. But, I think my most challenging will be Pre-Calc and Chemistry. Easiest of course will probably be Art. But, I'm really looking forward to that class as well because I think I'll learn a lot of new things and techniques that I didn't have the chance to be taught in the past. I really want to get straight A's all four quarters and make my entire GPA a 4.0 instead of just my semester. I really want to start my college hunt too. :)