time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
haven't updated in about 2 months. maybe more. maybe less. i don't know.
someone stole my ipod on the last day of school. if you hear anything about it or if you are the person who stole it, let me know please. it was a gift. i'd really love to have it back. music is my world and my ipod was my personal music source whenever i needed a music boost. poor, sad ipod. it's probably in the hands of some person who doesn't appreciate it like i did. please give it back to me if you have it. please.
my cousin had her baby. Jackson Blynn Sprinzen. he is very beautiful.
italy soon. excited. kinda. a little lost.
seabreeze night. it was fun. i love my friends. i spent most of my time wil akria, rosie, shaina, brie, mary, mark, brad, and santino. they are a fun crowd. toward the end of the night, i spent my time with tagger, alexandra, and matt.
tagger. i love him. i am going to miss him this summer. he'll be gone for most of it. and when he is home, i'm away. he means a lot to me. he knows it.
i'm going to miss adam. we had our last car ride together on the day of graduation. his family brought me. i don't think he knows how much i am going to miss him and how much i truly love him. but i will. and i do. so many memories all lost in time and tears. congradulations adam clifford harris. and congradulations class of 2006. you're the first senior class with people who were closer to me than some of the people in my own class.
i think everyone says this just about every year. but it's true, it really has gone by ever so quickly. i don't really miss most of this year. only bits and pieces here and there. the good times. the few. i miss them. however, there was much confusion this year for me. i never found out who i was until the last 2 months of school. it was too late by then. i will still mad at my parents. i lost my closest friends. i had already regreted half of my life. but i did find myself. and i did have people who never gave up on me. i had no one to understand. but now i realize that that just didn't matter as much as i thought it did back then. growth and strength and maturity. that's what i gained. and even though i lost friends, i became closer to other friends. either way, i've always had friends. and that matters. thanks. you know who you are.
i have to say that i'm proud of me and brie. i'm proud of our work. trust me, it took long hours of computer work. and we almost didn't get it to burn correctly. we went through about 8 DVDs until it finally burned properly. we were so proud...minus "it's a boy!" neither of us are really sure how that happened. but i love it. it seemed as if everyone else did too. it was funny, and true, and it was memorable. she and i are already planning for the next 2 years' videos. i love my class. i couldn't ask for any better people to share every day with and my classes and my laughter and our spirit week winings with. i love them. and there are many more good times to come. and pictures and video recordings.
until next year. have a good summer everyone. give me a call if you'd like to get together.
someone stole my ipod on the last day of school. if you hear anything about it or if you are the person who stole it, let me know please. it was a gift. i'd really love to have it back. music is my world and my ipod was my personal music source whenever i needed a music boost. poor, sad ipod. it's probably in the hands of some person who doesn't appreciate it like i did. please give it back to me if you have it. please.
my cousin had her baby. Jackson Blynn Sprinzen. he is very beautiful.
italy soon. excited. kinda. a little lost.
seabreeze night. it was fun. i love my friends. i spent most of my time wil akria, rosie, shaina, brie, mary, mark, brad, and santino. they are a fun crowd. toward the end of the night, i spent my time with tagger, alexandra, and matt.
tagger. i love him. i am going to miss him this summer. he'll be gone for most of it. and when he is home, i'm away. he means a lot to me. he knows it.
i'm going to miss adam. we had our last car ride together on the day of graduation. his family brought me. i don't think he knows how much i am going to miss him and how much i truly love him. but i will. and i do. so many memories all lost in time and tears. congradulations adam clifford harris. and congradulations class of 2006. you're the first senior class with people who were closer to me than some of the people in my own class.
i think everyone says this just about every year. but it's true, it really has gone by ever so quickly. i don't really miss most of this year. only bits and pieces here and there. the good times. the few. i miss them. however, there was much confusion this year for me. i never found out who i was until the last 2 months of school. it was too late by then. i will still mad at my parents. i lost my closest friends. i had already regreted half of my life. but i did find myself. and i did have people who never gave up on me. i had no one to understand. but now i realize that that just didn't matter as much as i thought it did back then. growth and strength and maturity. that's what i gained. and even though i lost friends, i became closer to other friends. either way, i've always had friends. and that matters. thanks. you know who you are.
i have to say that i'm proud of me and brie. i'm proud of our work. trust me, it took long hours of computer work. and we almost didn't get it to burn correctly. we went through about 8 DVDs until it finally burned properly. we were so proud...minus "it's a boy!" neither of us are really sure how that happened. but i love it. it seemed as if everyone else did too. it was funny, and true, and it was memorable. she and i are already planning for the next 2 years' videos. i love my class. i couldn't ask for any better people to share every day with and my classes and my laughter and our spirit week winings with. i love them. and there are many more good times to come. and pictures and video recordings.
until next year. have a good summer everyone. give me a call if you'd like to get together.