Saturday, February 7, 2009

Im Back To Finish

ok so i said that i would be back on to keep talking so now im back. I have had a really crazy week at school. And then this weekend has been insane. Ive been watching two amazing little boys (ages 2 ans 3)all weekend. Well today is saturday but i watched them all day today and now im staying here and watching them til sunday. Fun fun. Their parents are out of town so im watching the kids, dogs, and the house for the weekend. Can you say par-tay! Im just kidding ill be good. Well i just put them into bed and they are finally asleep. Today i took them to pizza hut. (we walked there and back) And then i made them popcorn and hot cocoa and we watched tarzan (their fave movie) so it was a pretty busy day. Tomorrow i think im going to take them for a walk and then just hang out at the house. I never thought you could love someone the way i love them. They are like my brothers. Life is going ok right now i suppose. Things have been a little wierd and a little crazy. But i know that we will get through it. Well im going to try to make things work. Plain and simple.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Worried

I worry a lot. Mabey too much....ok way way too much...but what i worry about is what peole that i love are feeling or thinking. I will do anything just to make things a bit easier for them. But when they dont tell me what is going on i cant help. I suppose they do not want my help. Which is their choice. Idk why im rambling about this its just what i was thinking. But i guess i dont have a lot of time to post on here right now im having an important conversation with a friend. Ill be back later to talk. Plain and simple as always.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Questions

Why do people ask for your opinion when they honestly dont care. I mean they ask you and you give them your honest opinion, but it doesnt matter. They dont really care. So why do they ask. "Hey would you be mad if i did this?" "yes i would be very mad" "o well im going to do it anyway" i mean come on what the hell. Why do people say things that they dont mean? Its not that difficult, dont say things that are not true. And why do people try to guilt you into things. I mean come on why would you want someone to do something that they dont want to do. How are people ok with makeing others feel guilty to get what they want. I just dont get it. Why do people hurt others on purpose, how do they live like that. How can i keep letting myself get hurt like this? Why do i let it hurt me? How can i still have these feelings? Why cant i let go? Why dont i care that it hurts? Why dont i want to stop feeling this way? Why will i do anyhting to just keep things the way that they are? How can i be this mad and upset and hurt and know at the same time that i will forgive and forget and let it happen all over again? I know this and yet. I dont care. Why do i feel as though the worst is happening when truly, i have no idea what is going on? this time its not just...plain and simple

Perfect

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her'.

I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing everything about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is when you are talking on the phone with them or even laying next to them and somehow you are still missing them because they are just not close enough, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting butterflies in ur stomach when they walk into a room and smile at you.

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