Oh Me...
*Sigh* Things are going fine in
Lindsey Land. My new story that I'm writing is slowly coming out
but it's all right. I made the banner for it today but I'm think
I wanna redo something on it. Anyways...
Ya know what I don't understand? Is why people get married right out of high school. I can name more than five people in my graduating class that either got married or are about to and it makes me kinda sad cause Jon and I have been dating for over a year and I'm not ready to get married to him. *sigh* My best friend is getting married in December. She called me over to her house today and told me she had something really important to tell me. *rubs eyes* So she tells me this long story of how she's only going to college for one semester and then she's going into the Air Force in January and moving to California cause they're gonna teach her a new language for one reason or another. And the guy she's dating (they've only been going out for like maybe 3 months btw, if that) proposed and she's getting married. You can guess what a blow that was to me. I mean, this is the person that always made of these 13 year old girls who get engaged, and classmates who get married before school is even out. This came from beyond left field. I threw a bag of crackers at her being as it was the only thing heavy nearby. I totally freaked. I just don't understand. (Yes, I know I'm rambling big time and this is all probably out of order.) I'm just not ok with this. She asked me to her maid-of-honor, which of course I will be. We even picked out the gowns today. My dress is really pretty. It's yellow.
I am just not...hell I don't even know the word. I honestly want to know what these people are thinking when they do this stuff. I mean, we live in the smallest freakin' town on the planet, how the hell can you decide who you want to be with if you plan on leaving and seeing more of the world. You don't know who else is out there...maybe that's why I'm afraid to get too tied down with Jon. I mean, I'm about to go to this big city, be put in totally new situations...so much could change in such a short time and I don't want to miss out on any of it.
I'm ok I guess. I know this entry probably doesn't make a lot of sense to you guys but that's just what's in my head right now. I big, jumbled mess. I need to go to sleep.
AFLAC
Most Awesomely Awesome blah blah blah of the day: "Fat boys aren't athletes, they're road blocks dressed in pads and cletes." --Imaginary Baseball League
Ya know what I don't understand? Is why people get married right out of high school. I can name more than five people in my graduating class that either got married or are about to and it makes me kinda sad cause Jon and I have been dating for over a year and I'm not ready to get married to him. *sigh* My best friend is getting married in December. She called me over to her house today and told me she had something really important to tell me. *rubs eyes* So she tells me this long story of how she's only going to college for one semester and then she's going into the Air Force in January and moving to California cause they're gonna teach her a new language for one reason or another. And the guy she's dating (they've only been going out for like maybe 3 months btw, if that) proposed and she's getting married. You can guess what a blow that was to me. I mean, this is the person that always made of these 13 year old girls who get engaged, and classmates who get married before school is even out. This came from beyond left field. I threw a bag of crackers at her being as it was the only thing heavy nearby. I totally freaked. I just don't understand. (Yes, I know I'm rambling big time and this is all probably out of order.) I'm just not ok with this. She asked me to her maid-of-honor, which of course I will be. We even picked out the gowns today. My dress is really pretty. It's yellow.
I am just not...hell I don't even know the word. I honestly want to know what these people are thinking when they do this stuff. I mean, we live in the smallest freakin' town on the planet, how the hell can you decide who you want to be with if you plan on leaving and seeing more of the world. You don't know who else is out there...maybe that's why I'm afraid to get too tied down with Jon. I mean, I'm about to go to this big city, be put in totally new situations...so much could change in such a short time and I don't want to miss out on any of it.
I'm ok I guess. I know this entry probably doesn't make a lot of sense to you guys but that's just what's in my head right now. I big, jumbled mess. I need to go to sleep.
AFLAC
Most Awesomely Awesome blah blah blah of the day: "Fat boys aren't athletes, they're road blocks dressed in pads and cletes." --Imaginary Baseball League