For this relief much thanks: 't is bitter cold and I am sick at heart.
Yeh, so I guess I really messed up. I compromised something that made me unbelievably happy because others didn't approve. I lost touch with myself. I've found myself now, I only hope that its not too late. To those people who have inspired previous depressing entries I say screw you. I'm allowed to be happy, and if that presents a problem than too bad. I do not have to explain myself to you. I don't have to explain myself to anyone except for maybe a dog or two...you know just to keep my sanity.
Six flags yesterday. I didn't go on that many rollercoasters. I was just so sick from the heat. My parents were afraid that I was going to pass out I was gettig so dehydrated. Yet, the second that i got wet I was shivering. It was ridiculous. I'm getting my mouth felt up by the dentist tomorrow then after that my mom has to go to the doctor. Her doctor is in the same building as my pediatrician. Hopefully, I will get to see Dr. Gupta. Something, healthwise, is definately off. Superman is so worth the wait and so worth the heat. The wind whipping through your hair, the sensation of flying, god I love it. I also love the feeling of home.
I went scuba diving today with my Uncle David. It was amazing. It was just an amazing day. I don't even know how to describe it. I finally understood how easy it is to "scuba" when you finally acheive neutral bouyancy. It's just so simple: inhale to a degree and you go up, exhale to a degree and you go down. Ah, god. I went 51 feet deep, how hot is that? I picked up a starfish! I chased a flounder! I saw the shell of a horseshoe crab...as big as my torso! The rock wall was just stunning and there were so many fish. I can't wait until next weekend, when hopefully I will get to dive again. My little cousins are comig down from Massachusetts (Massholes hehe) hopefully we will get to snorkel a bit. I love my family and I like my family. I played with the dogs today too. Keesha and I were rolling on the ground wrestling, tussling, and playing keep away/mug the puppy with the ball. Copper and I spent our time racing. He let me win a few times. Miller and I just talked and I "foofed" her hair a tad. I remember when she was just a puppy and would nip at my legs every time that I ran or did a cartwheel. Then, she grew up. She's sweet now, she is my queen bee. I am really looking foward to next weekend.
When I turn 18 I can volunteer for Mystic Aquarium, diving to maintain their exhibits.
Waiting these next few days is going to be pretty difficult.
I prefer my family to my friends, no offense to my friends.
Step on a crack break your mother's back. Where did that phrase come from? I could look it up, I could present to you (whoever the hell you are :P) a truthful story. Or...I could present to you my version, my interpertation, my quote on quote "reader response". Who is your mother? The woman who raises you, the woman who provides for you, the woman who gives birth to you. Most children would define a true mother under those categories, but more importantly a female figure who is there for you throughout the adolescent portions of your life where guidance is most needed although not necessarily wanted. The necessity of a mother, however, often goes unnoticed in today's society. She is overlooked, outnumbered, and overwhelmed. The poor woman look at what you are doing to her! She falls through the cracks. In the teenage years children "sharpen their teeth" on the backs of the parental figures. Let's face it parents get the brunt of the attitude. Therefore, they are stepped on. The mother often exhibits the more annoying overprotective nature so she is more often stepped on in comparison to her male coutnerpart. Therfore your mother is in a crack being stepped on and lets be honest if you were in a crack and being stepped on you would also break your back. Osteoporosis is more common in women.
I can't wait to go shopping with Shayla, my roomate. People say that I shoudl worry about all of htese guys coming into the room. I'm hoping that I have my own guy, my own friend, my own whatever to save me from these supposed visitations that i will encounter. All in all however I'm not worried. In the end I like Shayla she's a fine girl. I don't think that we will have any problems. Not to mention there is enough seperation that getting to know her will be fun. I cannot wait to execute this underwater theme.
I leave in 24 days. It hit me today that I will never spend another sick day with either set of grandparents. It was depressing.
I have bright yellow sunglasses. I need to decorate them with cartoon characters.
I'm still writing becuase I don't like the waiting. I'm not stressed though. I'm still on the high from my revelation. I need to get my teeth ready for the dentist. bah.
I enjoy irish accents and irish drinking beans.
A small drinking club with a huge diving problem.
The beer goes down before the hood comes up.
Fish are food and friends, have you eaten a friend lately?
No, I don't eat fish and no I don't drink.
Rogue Island Divers!
I finished Stiff..it was amazing. I totally agree now that the method in which remains are situated should be decided by the surviving family. They are the ones greiving, you shouldn't give a damn about your body after you die. I will leave the choice up to those who survive me, accept that I will still be an organ donor. Although, I would like my family to explore the option of composting if they are up for it. If not, oh well.
I love the Golden Girls <3.
I'm waiting and anticipating.
I'm planning on reading a book on mythology.
I really don't understand how I'm okay.
This entry is littered in between the lines.
Why? It's no ones business and I don't have to explain. I did what I did.
Forget regret, or life is yours to miss. Thanks Dana ::winks::.
I only hope that I don't have to rebuild.
Nicole, I hope that you feel better soon!
Six flags yesterday. I didn't go on that many rollercoasters. I was just so sick from the heat. My parents were afraid that I was going to pass out I was gettig so dehydrated. Yet, the second that i got wet I was shivering. It was ridiculous. I'm getting my mouth felt up by the dentist tomorrow then after that my mom has to go to the doctor. Her doctor is in the same building as my pediatrician. Hopefully, I will get to see Dr. Gupta. Something, healthwise, is definately off. Superman is so worth the wait and so worth the heat. The wind whipping through your hair, the sensation of flying, god I love it. I also love the feeling of home.
I went scuba diving today with my Uncle David. It was amazing. It was just an amazing day. I don't even know how to describe it. I finally understood how easy it is to "scuba" when you finally acheive neutral bouyancy. It's just so simple: inhale to a degree and you go up, exhale to a degree and you go down. Ah, god. I went 51 feet deep, how hot is that? I picked up a starfish! I chased a flounder! I saw the shell of a horseshoe crab...as big as my torso! The rock wall was just stunning and there were so many fish. I can't wait until next weekend, when hopefully I will get to dive again. My little cousins are comig down from Massachusetts (Massholes hehe) hopefully we will get to snorkel a bit. I love my family and I like my family. I played with the dogs today too. Keesha and I were rolling on the ground wrestling, tussling, and playing keep away/mug the puppy with the ball. Copper and I spent our time racing. He let me win a few times. Miller and I just talked and I "foofed" her hair a tad. I remember when she was just a puppy and would nip at my legs every time that I ran or did a cartwheel. Then, she grew up. She's sweet now, she is my queen bee. I am really looking foward to next weekend.
When I turn 18 I can volunteer for Mystic Aquarium, diving to maintain their exhibits.
Waiting these next few days is going to be pretty difficult.
I prefer my family to my friends, no offense to my friends.
Step on a crack break your mother's back. Where did that phrase come from? I could look it up, I could present to you (whoever the hell you are :P) a truthful story. Or...I could present to you my version, my interpertation, my quote on quote "reader response". Who is your mother? The woman who raises you, the woman who provides for you, the woman who gives birth to you. Most children would define a true mother under those categories, but more importantly a female figure who is there for you throughout the adolescent portions of your life where guidance is most needed although not necessarily wanted. The necessity of a mother, however, often goes unnoticed in today's society. She is overlooked, outnumbered, and overwhelmed. The poor woman look at what you are doing to her! She falls through the cracks. In the teenage years children "sharpen their teeth" on the backs of the parental figures. Let's face it parents get the brunt of the attitude. Therefore, they are stepped on. The mother often exhibits the more annoying overprotective nature so she is more often stepped on in comparison to her male coutnerpart. Therfore your mother is in a crack being stepped on and lets be honest if you were in a crack and being stepped on you would also break your back. Osteoporosis is more common in women.
I can't wait to go shopping with Shayla, my roomate. People say that I shoudl worry about all of htese guys coming into the room. I'm hoping that I have my own guy, my own friend, my own whatever to save me from these supposed visitations that i will encounter. All in all however I'm not worried. In the end I like Shayla she's a fine girl. I don't think that we will have any problems. Not to mention there is enough seperation that getting to know her will be fun. I cannot wait to execute this underwater theme.
I leave in 24 days. It hit me today that I will never spend another sick day with either set of grandparents. It was depressing.
I have bright yellow sunglasses. I need to decorate them with cartoon characters.
I'm still writing becuase I don't like the waiting. I'm not stressed though. I'm still on the high from my revelation. I need to get my teeth ready for the dentist. bah.
I enjoy irish accents and irish drinking beans.
A small drinking club with a huge diving problem.
The beer goes down before the hood comes up.
Fish are food and friends, have you eaten a friend lately?
No, I don't eat fish and no I don't drink.
Rogue Island Divers!
I finished Stiff..it was amazing. I totally agree now that the method in which remains are situated should be decided by the surviving family. They are the ones greiving, you shouldn't give a damn about your body after you die. I will leave the choice up to those who survive me, accept that I will still be an organ donor. Although, I would like my family to explore the option of composting if they are up for it. If not, oh well.
I love the Golden Girls <3.
I'm waiting and anticipating.
I'm planning on reading a book on mythology.
I really don't understand how I'm okay.
This entry is littered in between the lines.
Why? It's no ones business and I don't have to explain. I did what I did.
Forget regret, or life is yours to miss. Thanks Dana ::winks::.
I only hope that I don't have to rebuild.
Nicole, I hope that you feel better soon!