I am tired. This week has been a rough week for me, and I'm so ready for it to be over. I have been sick for almost two weeks straight now, with no signs of it getting any better, and this is just the beginning. My body is tired from being sick, and working ten to twelve hour days. My mind is tired from fighting with myself and with Kayla, and I just need some sort of peace throughout all of this madness.
I'm starting to wonder if i ruin everything good that comes into my life. I am afraid that I will never find true love, and that I will grow old, alone and miserable because of my own indecisiveness. Am I too picky? not picky enough? I have been dating around now for a while and even though I have met some amazing people, something is missing, or maybe I am not letting them in because I still have Kayla lingering in the back of my mind. I feel like I stop myself from potentially being happy with someone else, because I feel sorry for her. I connected with Kayla on a level that I didn't think was possible again, and it seems harder and harder to just let her go, although I know that she is no good for me. Not that Kayla is a bad person, but she has just not matured yet, and is not willing to take responsibility for herself. She doesn't want a girlfriend, she wants a motherly figure, and I am tired of taking care of people. I have supported too many people for too long now. When is it my turn to be loved and taken care of?
Kayla still doesn't have a job, a car or any means of survival, nore does it look like she is trying to work towards that either. She has depended on other people to take care of her the entire time that I have known her and it seems that this is how she has learned to survive, and she doesn't show signs of changing at all. I cant do it anymore. I love her but I can not just stand and watch someone I love and care about dwindle away. I cant help her anymore so I need to wash my hands of her and let her find someone else to use. I don't want anymore parasites pulling me down.
I went out on a date recently, with no intentions of connecting with this person or feeling anything. I guess you could say I went on this date on a whim. I am great at whims. I guess I didn't expect to feel anything because this person is not my typical type, she is a girly girl, was a cheerleader in high school, social butterfly, and a huge ball of energy, which could steal my spotlight that I so love to shine in. haha. However I was completely wrong. We have so much in common, and the date was fun and exciting and offered everything that I have been looking for. The very next day this person left for California, because she travels all over the U.S. and even out of the country for her job. She is independent, has a job, a car, and actually paid for the entire date. HOLY SHIT! I know, it just adds to the things I am not completely used to. To top it off, she sings, and has traveled to Ireland, and can even speak in the Irish accent, which is totally hot. She has a wonderful personality and I'm sure that my family would love her, because she actually speaks! For those of you who don't know, my family had a very hard time with Kayla (my ex-girlfriend) because she didn't even try to interact with my family, which made things extremely hard for me. It really was like talking to a brick wall. But here I am again, looking at the situation, and maybe over analyzing things, I am scared. Is this too soon? or is this just the part of me that likes to push good things away? I need help, and a little clarity. I want so much to be in a healthy good relationship, its been so long I think I have forgotten what that even feels like.
Well, this blog has been all over the place with my rantings and raving and venting. Please feel free to pick through it and give me your opinion. I am all ears.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Out of the mouth of Siobhan
For those of you who don't know me, I am very musically involved. Music is my life. I listen to all sorts of music, from hippidy-hop to folk music. I have no limitations, well except for maybe Polka, that's where I draw the line. You can also tell what type of mood I am in just by the music I am listening to. I live, breathe, feel, and puke music! However today I was listening to U92, and it stirred up all sorts of questions in my head about rap music. I have come to the conclusion that rappers are not stupid... and for one reason only. They... can... spell. Why is it that rappers ALWAYS spell everything in their songs? and typically its words that are on a first grade level. Come on now people!! Wait wait... I cant just drag rappers into this mess alone. Gwen Steffani is guilty too because she can spell banana. Even though I lower my I.Q. by listening to hip hop, it is still a guilty pleasure of mine and probably always will be.
The last quick thought I had for today is, why is it that really tall, or really fat people always drive teeny tiny cars? They shouldn't do that, its distracting for the surrounding cars. I almost got into an accident pondering on how they get themselves in and out of that death trap.
Oh speaking of... I got a new car!! its a Mazda 3 Hatchback, and its gorgeous! I love it! totally stoked. It is already equipped with my Righteous Babe sticker. Look for me out on the road! zoom zoom!
The last quick thought I had for today is, why is it that really tall, or really fat people always drive teeny tiny cars? They shouldn't do that, its distracting for the surrounding cars. I almost got into an accident pondering on how they get themselves in and out of that death trap.
Oh speaking of... I got a new car!! its a Mazda 3 Hatchback, and its gorgeous! I love it! totally stoked. It is already equipped with my Righteous Babe sticker. Look for me out on the road! zoom zoom!
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
You think you had a bad day? READ THIS!
Are you ready for this? Okay sit back and be ready for this adventure I'm about to take you on. Bring a Jacket, and some snow shoes. The day is Tuesday, May 20Th 2008. The sky is dark and wait.... the sky has absolutely nothing to do with this story. Lets move on, I had been at work approx four hours already, with six to go (for those of you that are good at math, yes that's a ten hour day). I was working as usual, cutting graphite on the cutting table that the techs and myself use to do lay-up with. I had my headphones on and I was jammin. Seconds later I began to smell smoke. I asked my co-worker if he too smelled the smoke, because it seemed to be thickening the air. Once we had both come to the realization that something had to be on fire, we began to search for the source. We seriously searched the entire room that we were in and found nothing, but had I just looked down at my feet I would have seen the massive ball of fire forming. It was not until there were HUGE flames that we noticed the electrical unit underneath the cutting table had sparked, shorted, or spontaneously com bust and caught the material I was working on, on fire. Needless to say... I FLIPPED (I hope all of you who know me get the mental picture with this story, because its great!). My first reaction (aside from freaking out, and almost pissing myself) was to find a fire extinguisher, and you guessed it, there were none in sight. So I ran half way across the building to find my supervisor and scream to him that the place was going up in flames. I know that you are supposed to stay calm in a situations like this, but I am finding out that I am not so much the calm "type". My supervisor ran into the room and put out the flames by stopping the crap out of the material. "Ah! My hero!". I sat outside of the room in my "safe zone" until I saw no more flames, when the fire was out I proceeding with heroin ism into the room.
So the fire was out and everyone was safe. Then the stages hit. The stages I'm talking about are stages that only someone fully comprehends after seeing their life flash before their eyes in a big ball of fire (feel how intense this is getting??). Stage one: laughter, and not the giggly school girl type, its the kind that people get sent to padded rooms for. Stage two: crying, although being the emotional wreck I am, I never hit this stage, surprise surprise. Well I never completely hit that stage, I did muster up one slight tear, but the rest... the rest I held back. Stage three: Disappointment, Damn the building didn't burn down, I have to stay at work. GRRRRR!
So the fire was out and everyone was safe. Then the stages hit. The stages I'm talking about are stages that only someone fully comprehends after seeing their life flash before their eyes in a big ball of fire (feel how intense this is getting??). Stage one: laughter, and not the giggly school girl type, its the kind that people get sent to padded rooms for. Stage two: crying, although being the emotional wreck I am, I never hit this stage, surprise surprise. Well I never completely hit that stage, I did muster up one slight tear, but the rest... the rest I held back. Stage three: Disappointment, Damn the building didn't burn down, I have to stay at work. GRRRRR!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Tagged by B-Rizz
10 years ago: I was 15, got my name "Poof buck ball", for my frizzy nappy-ass curly hair, my buck teeth, and my overweight chubby body. Oh fun times.
5 years ago: I was 20, I had just confessed to my friends and family that I am a lesbian. I lost a good portion of my LDS friends and struggled with finding any sort of acceptance. My coming out story was nothing but tragic. I also lost my niece Marrissa and times became even harder for me. I am so glad this part of my life is finally over.
5 months ago: Mainly working as much overtime as possible, trying to pay off bills. I got into a new car because the transmission went out in my pathfinder. Then the transmission went out in my Rodeo. Grrr....
5 Snacks I enjoy:
1) Iced Tan Mocha from Beans and Brews
2) Doritos with string cheese. YUM!
3) Peanut M&M's
4) Tostitos and Sour cream and Salsa
5) Cafe Rio is a snack right???
5 things I would do if I were suddenly a billionaire:
1) Go to Ireland, New Zealand, and Australia
2) Buy a house, a hummer, and lots of clothes :)
3) Buy boobs!!! haha
4) Buy a studio, and voice lessons and guitar lessons
5) Pay off my debt - my family's debt - and save / invest everything else so that my money would work for me! (I agree with my sis on this one)
5 of my bad habits:
1) Emotional eating
2) Swearing... for a lack of a better vocabulary
3) Not cleaning as much as I should
4) Making sure that my friends and acquaintances are happy... even when I am not, and not doing the same for my family.
5) Texting ALL THE TIME
5 places I have lived:
1) West Valley until I was in fourth grade
2) Sandy until I was 20
3) Arkansas for a month with my grandma, until I crashed her riding lawn mower... hahah. long story.
4) Midvale for a year, in an apt. with my girlfriend at the time
5) Back to Sandy where I currently reside
5 jobs I have had:
1) Incredible Pets. It should have been called incredible shits... I cleaned puppy and bird poop off the walls! yes the walls!!!! needless to say my job there lasted a month.
2) Radio Shack came next... eww Brenna your an ass! Ok people so I never worked at Radio Shack! gahhh...
3) Jps Carstar. I worked for my daddy, answering phones. I had no idea what I was doing. My phone conversations went something like this (mind you... this is only my side of the conversation) "Jp's Carstar.... ummmm yes, just one second, I need to place you on hold" ***presses the hold button*** "DAD!!!! the phones for you!!!" Then I had no Idea what the customer had even wanted because I really hadn't listened to a word they had said because my anxiety had got the best of me. So basically the customer had to repeat their story all over to my dad when he got on the phone. It was not too long until I got moved to the back to do detailing of cars. Yay me!
4) UPS. Just shoot me now. 3 years of my life were spent in this hell hole. However some good did come out of it. This is the place I met Josh Adair, one of my best friends. So things do happen for a reason.
5) Edo Fiber Science, where I build parts for fighter jets. I am one of the only women working there. Its a pretty satisfying job, I'm pretty proud of what I do.
5 things people don't know about me:
1) I cant sleep with the light, music, or TV on. It has to be completely quiet and dark. Oh and I'm a very light sleeper, practically anything will wake me up.
2) I courtesy smell my own farts. Shudddup you probably do it too!!! I cant be the only one! I just have to see if its lethal or not. hahah. TMI?
3) I can not listen to a song I like and NOT sing or dance to it. I have to. I also dance in front of the mirror when im at home.
4) I may get a lead position at my work :)
5) Almost my entire back is covered in tattoo's.
5 people I tag: Gahhh... I dont know five people on here!! Being that Brenna is the one that tagged me, I pick Jaren, and Josh.. haha sorry guys.. I dont know anyone else :/
5 years ago: I was 20, I had just confessed to my friends and family that I am a lesbian. I lost a good portion of my LDS friends and struggled with finding any sort of acceptance. My coming out story was nothing but tragic. I also lost my niece Marrissa and times became even harder for me. I am so glad this part of my life is finally over.
5 months ago: Mainly working as much overtime as possible, trying to pay off bills. I got into a new car because the transmission went out in my pathfinder. Then the transmission went out in my Rodeo. Grrr....
5 Snacks I enjoy:
1) Iced Tan Mocha from Beans and Brews
2) Doritos with string cheese. YUM!
3) Peanut M&M's
4) Tostitos and Sour cream and Salsa
5) Cafe Rio is a snack right???
5 things I would do if I were suddenly a billionaire:
1) Go to Ireland, New Zealand, and Australia
2) Buy a house, a hummer, and lots of clothes :)
3) Buy boobs!!! haha
4) Buy a studio, and voice lessons and guitar lessons
5) Pay off my debt - my family's debt - and save / invest everything else so that my money would work for me! (I agree with my sis on this one)
5 of my bad habits:
1) Emotional eating
2) Swearing... for a lack of a better vocabulary
3) Not cleaning as much as I should
4) Making sure that my friends and acquaintances are happy... even when I am not, and not doing the same for my family.
5) Texting ALL THE TIME
5 places I have lived:
1) West Valley until I was in fourth grade
2) Sandy until I was 20
3) Arkansas for a month with my grandma, until I crashed her riding lawn mower... hahah. long story.
4) Midvale for a year, in an apt. with my girlfriend at the time
5) Back to Sandy where I currently reside
5 jobs I have had:
1) Incredible Pets. It should have been called incredible shits... I cleaned puppy and bird poop off the walls! yes the walls!!!! needless to say my job there lasted a month.
2) Radio Shack came next... eww Brenna your an ass! Ok people so I never worked at Radio Shack! gahhh...
3) Jps Carstar. I worked for my daddy, answering phones. I had no idea what I was doing. My phone conversations went something like this (mind you... this is only my side of the conversation) "Jp's Carstar.... ummmm yes, just one second, I need to place you on hold" ***presses the hold button*** "DAD!!!! the phones for you!!!" Then I had no Idea what the customer had even wanted because I really hadn't listened to a word they had said because my anxiety had got the best of me. So basically the customer had to repeat their story all over to my dad when he got on the phone. It was not too long until I got moved to the back to do detailing of cars. Yay me!
4) UPS. Just shoot me now. 3 years of my life were spent in this hell hole. However some good did come out of it. This is the place I met Josh Adair, one of my best friends. So things do happen for a reason.
5) Edo Fiber Science, where I build parts for fighter jets. I am one of the only women working there. Its a pretty satisfying job, I'm pretty proud of what I do.
5 things people don't know about me:
1) I cant sleep with the light, music, or TV on. It has to be completely quiet and dark. Oh and I'm a very light sleeper, practically anything will wake me up.
2) I courtesy smell my own farts. Shudddup you probably do it too!!! I cant be the only one! I just have to see if its lethal or not. hahah. TMI?
3) I can not listen to a song I like and NOT sing or dance to it. I have to. I also dance in front of the mirror when im at home.
4) I may get a lead position at my work :)
5) Almost my entire back is covered in tattoo's.
5 people I tag: Gahhh... I dont know five people on here!! Being that Brenna is the one that tagged me, I pick Jaren, and Josh.. haha sorry guys.. I dont know anyone else :/
Sunday, April 27, 2008
YouTube
Tonight was not my typical Saturday night out partying it up with friends. No, instead I spent the majority of the night at my best friend Kearston's house watching YouTube video clips. If you are a fan of YouTube you need to check out some of these videos, they were great. First search under "treadmill accidents", I don't even need to explain that one. Just search and watch the fun unfold. The second one comes in two parts, and you need to watch them both, but in order, so search under "leave Britney alone" and then "leave Britney alone Seth Green". All I have to say about that is, watch for the eyeliner! The last was amazing and mezmorizing, search under "worlds greatest breakdancer", this guy is my new idol. I will learn to dance like him one day. Now go!!! I wont bore you with anymore of my ramblings tonight.. go watch the videos!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Lesbian demands cheese... causes RIOT!
So my blog today will have nothing to do with my title. That's just a quote from a stand up show that Ellen did, and I love it. It puts a smile on (as my sister Meghan would say) cherubic little face.
I will just jump right into it today. Where the Eff do earwigs come from? Honestly now... I found two in the house today. Are they riding the dogs in and gettin dropped off in random places of the house? "Oh no me? I'm gettin off at stop nine, the kitchen.. bring on the food baby!" I hate earwigs, just looking at them almost gives me the same effect as the "M" word. Moist. Gah. I cant believe I just typed that. I think I just puked a little in my mouth. For those of you that dont understand me and the "M" word just put it in the same sentence as the words "pink" and "tampon". I will wait for you to feel the chunks rise in your throat...See what I'm saying yet? ...yeah me too.
Talking about earwigs reminds me of just a couple days ago, when I saw a potato bug. I was outside on the front swing and he was walking by. In the time he walked from one part of the sidewalk to the other I named him Herbie, and also thought about his life. Deep... I know. Really though, do you ever see potato bugs in groups? No. He (yes he is a boy... you think I would name a girl potato bug Herbie? no way) was left all alone to make that huge journey alone. I hope he is not sad about that, I dont know if he has ever really had any potato bug friends or family to talk to, so maybe he is not sad because he doesnt know any better. This brought me to the conclusion that I am happy that I am not a potato bug. I need my friends and my family. My life would be a miserable lonely place without all the amazing people I have in it. So today I am grateful, God has truly blessed me.
I had better hurry and finish getting ready for work. So thats all for today. Oh, and Brenna.... I have a problem with run on paragraphs too.
I will just jump right into it today. Where the Eff do earwigs come from? Honestly now... I found two in the house today. Are they riding the dogs in and gettin dropped off in random places of the house? "Oh no me? I'm gettin off at stop nine, the kitchen.. bring on the food baby!" I hate earwigs, just looking at them almost gives me the same effect as the "M" word. Moist. Gah. I cant believe I just typed that. I think I just puked a little in my mouth. For those of you that dont understand me and the "M" word just put it in the same sentence as the words "pink" and "tampon". I will wait for you to feel the chunks rise in your throat...See what I'm saying yet? ...yeah me too.
Talking about earwigs reminds me of just a couple days ago, when I saw a potato bug. I was outside on the front swing and he was walking by. In the time he walked from one part of the sidewalk to the other I named him Herbie, and also thought about his life. Deep... I know. Really though, do you ever see potato bugs in groups? No. He (yes he is a boy... you think I would name a girl potato bug Herbie? no way) was left all alone to make that huge journey alone. I hope he is not sad about that, I dont know if he has ever really had any potato bug friends or family to talk to, so maybe he is not sad because he doesnt know any better. This brought me to the conclusion that I am happy that I am not a potato bug. I need my friends and my family. My life would be a miserable lonely place without all the amazing people I have in it. So today I am grateful, God has truly blessed me.
I had better hurry and finish getting ready for work. So thats all for today. Oh, and Brenna.... I have a problem with run on paragraphs too.
Monday, April 21, 2008
I dream of blogging...
It is approximately 10:15 a.m. right now, and I am awake. Something is wrong. I don't have to be awake to get ready for work for another two to three hours. Waking up at ten may seem like sleeping in to some, however I am a night owl because of my job. I don't get off work until one a.m. and I am not the type of person that can just come home and go right to bed so that I can wake up early. I usually come home from work, watch movies, or Greys Anatomy, and fall asleep when I can which is usually anywhere from 3:30-6:00 a.m. Even though yesterday was a Sunday and I didn't have to work, I followed my same routine of falling asleep around 4:00 a.m. Now if you have already done the math you think...four to ten, that's six hours of sleep, your good, you don't need anymore than that. However my friend, I would like to point out the fact that this was a very broken six hours. I kept waking up to my dog kiwi stomping all over my head with no regard. I woke up because I was too hot, then I was too cold. Then the thoughts came... not the regular thoughts of "I like tomato's", or "I wonder if I left money in the pocket of my pants". I'm talking the type of thoughts that change your life, and I couldn't stop thinking about how badly I needed to write them down in this blog. See I can't just write them down on a regular piece of paper because the paper would end up in the garbage, or the mess of my car, never to be looked at again. If the paper is just going to be thrown away and never looked at again, I will never hold myself to actually following through with these thoughts, and if I don't follow through with them then there was no point, and if there was no point.... what the hell am I losing precious sleep for? See my point? So here are my thoughts...
Number One: I am done smoking. Right this freaking very second. I AM DONE. I have tried quitting before and it last two weeks, and then I had a very bad day at work and started up again. There is no excuse for why I started up again, but I did and now I need to find the strength to stop again. I am tired of not being able to breathe, and now its getting to be summer time outside and I am going to want to go do all the outdoorsy things that I love to do, and I am not going to be able to do them because I can't breathe. I am also tired of wheezing and waking myself up while sleeping because yet again... I can't breathe. Not to mention I really need to bleach my teeth because of all the smoke stains. Ew, when I put it like this it really makes me wonder why I even smoked in the first place. Truth is, smoking cigarettes helps me manage my weight. I have struggled with my weight my entire life and smoking seemed like a quick fix for this long lasting problem. When I smoke, I eat less, easy as that. In all actuality, as long as I am smoking, I could go all day without eating, and I have. This leads me into my Number Two: I am going to eat right and manage my weight the healthy way. I am going to start working out again and eating right, and hopefully this eliminates how shitty I have been feeling lately. Number Three: I am going to start loving myself for the way I am and not what I think I should be. This one is really hard for me. If I would have just loved myself from the very get go, I would have never started smoking, because everyone knows the damage that cigarettes can do. I think most people including myself just think "it won't happen to me, that happens to other people that smoke much more than I do, that's not going to be me". I am not going to wait until I have a freakin speaking device in my throat to prove that it can be me. I want more in life. So I will love myself, as imperfect as I am. Don't get me wrong, I am still going to have goals to better myself, but I am not going to beat myself down anymore for not being as pretty as my sisters, or as skinny as my friends, or as smart as my co-workers. I am me, and there is a lot to like about me. If I start to love myself for me, I will in turn be happier, and other people around me will notice me. I will be the little smiley girl I used to be when I was little, where my smile was contagious, and it filled the room with light. I want that back.
The final thought I had that kept me from sleeping was, I have never been able to see a Magic Eye. Ya know, the picture that is not really a picture just a bunch of repetitious designs that you have to look past, or look through to see the picture within it? (which for some reason the picture is usually a stupid sail boat). Yep, true story.. I have never been able to see one. So it is my goal to see one. I will practice and work hard and I will let you know how it goes, and if I see one. If you have any tips that may help me see the picture, let me know. I have tried crossing my eyes, holding the paper close to my face and slowly pulling it away. Also I have tried to focus on something behind the picture, or letting my eyes get so fuzzy in hopes that the picture would just pop out. Not one of these attempts has been successful.
So those were my thoughts this morning that kept me from sleep. Sounds like something off Oprah. I'm going to go run now and then get ready for work. Peace!
hahah. You thought I was really gone. I will leave you with one more deep thought of the day. For those of you who text, why is it that with prodictive text, it won't spell the word freaking? It comes up with Freakhog. Can anyone tell me what the hell a freakhog is? alright with that said... i'm out.
Number One: I am done smoking. Right this freaking very second. I AM DONE. I have tried quitting before and it last two weeks, and then I had a very bad day at work and started up again. There is no excuse for why I started up again, but I did and now I need to find the strength to stop again. I am tired of not being able to breathe, and now its getting to be summer time outside and I am going to want to go do all the outdoorsy things that I love to do, and I am not going to be able to do them because I can't breathe. I am also tired of wheezing and waking myself up while sleeping because yet again... I can't breathe. Not to mention I really need to bleach my teeth because of all the smoke stains. Ew, when I put it like this it really makes me wonder why I even smoked in the first place. Truth is, smoking cigarettes helps me manage my weight. I have struggled with my weight my entire life and smoking seemed like a quick fix for this long lasting problem. When I smoke, I eat less, easy as that. In all actuality, as long as I am smoking, I could go all day without eating, and I have. This leads me into my Number Two: I am going to eat right and manage my weight the healthy way. I am going to start working out again and eating right, and hopefully this eliminates how shitty I have been feeling lately. Number Three: I am going to start loving myself for the way I am and not what I think I should be. This one is really hard for me. If I would have just loved myself from the very get go, I would have never started smoking, because everyone knows the damage that cigarettes can do. I think most people including myself just think "it won't happen to me, that happens to other people that smoke much more than I do, that's not going to be me". I am not going to wait until I have a freakin speaking device in my throat to prove that it can be me. I want more in life. So I will love myself, as imperfect as I am. Don't get me wrong, I am still going to have goals to better myself, but I am not going to beat myself down anymore for not being as pretty as my sisters, or as skinny as my friends, or as smart as my co-workers. I am me, and there is a lot to like about me. If I start to love myself for me, I will in turn be happier, and other people around me will notice me. I will be the little smiley girl I used to be when I was little, where my smile was contagious, and it filled the room with light. I want that back.
The final thought I had that kept me from sleeping was, I have never been able to see a Magic Eye. Ya know, the picture that is not really a picture just a bunch of repetitious designs that you have to look past, or look through to see the picture within it? (which for some reason the picture is usually a stupid sail boat). Yep, true story.. I have never been able to see one. So it is my goal to see one. I will practice and work hard and I will let you know how it goes, and if I see one. If you have any tips that may help me see the picture, let me know. I have tried crossing my eyes, holding the paper close to my face and slowly pulling it away. Also I have tried to focus on something behind the picture, or letting my eyes get so fuzzy in hopes that the picture would just pop out. Not one of these attempts has been successful.
So those were my thoughts this morning that kept me from sleep. Sounds like something off Oprah. I'm going to go run now and then get ready for work. Peace!
hahah. You thought I was really gone. I will leave you with one more deep thought of the day. For those of you who text, why is it that with prodictive text, it won't spell the word freaking? It comes up with Freakhog. Can anyone tell me what the hell a freakhog is? alright with that said... i'm out.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Something Fantastic
So here i am, staring at a very blank screen waiting for something fantastic to pop into my head so that you have something entertaining to read. So much pressure. Such big shoes to fill after reading Brenna's, Jaren's, and Josh's blogs. Each of their blogs is powerful in their own way. First we have Brenna (my sister), where everything she talks about is amazing and her words lift your spirit. Then Josh (one of my closest friends) writes about things you can actually relate to and it touches your heart and helps you through the day. Then there is Jaren... Oh Jaren...(my brother-in-law) his blogs are witty, interesting and always make me laugh. I urge you to take the time to go read them all, I can promise it will be worth the time spent.
And so my blog begins. Can i get a drum roll with this please? I guess there are certain things I should explain before just starting to rant and rave. The first being, I like to think out loud a lot. So if there is ever a time where your wondering who I may be writing to in this blog, or what the hell I may be talking about.. just know I am probably just talking, or writing to myself to figure things out. The second thing I should warn you about is I have extreme a.d.d. (which I get from my dear mother) so I may jump from topic to topic and I usually go off on long tangents but I typically always find my way back to what i was talking about... well most of the time, if for some reason I don't... I do apologise. I also like to use periods a lot. exibit a. (.....) is like so. Oh and im horrible with run on sentences. With that all explained I think I shall go watch some Greys Anatomy and cry my eyes out and leave soemthing fantastic to write about another day.
And so my blog begins. Can i get a drum roll with this please? I guess there are certain things I should explain before just starting to rant and rave. The first being, I like to think out loud a lot. So if there is ever a time where your wondering who I may be writing to in this blog, or what the hell I may be talking about.. just know I am probably just talking, or writing to myself to figure things out. The second thing I should warn you about is I have extreme a.d.d. (which I get from my dear mother) so I may jump from topic to topic and I usually go off on long tangents but I typically always find my way back to what i was talking about... well most of the time, if for some reason I don't... I do apologise. I also like to use periods a lot. exibit a. (.....) is like so. Oh and im horrible with run on sentences. With that all explained I think I shall go watch some Greys Anatomy and cry my eyes out and leave soemthing fantastic to write about another day.
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