What...

Holy Poop. School? What happened to my Summer?? This is stupid. I'm outraged. OUTRAGED! I swear, its only been a week. A month. But definitley not the whole Summer! Boo.

Imagine

I've never seen one episode of Glee. And I don't know where I first heard this song. But I love it. I get chills every single time I listen to it.

Just thought I might share something I love.

Another

I'm sorry, I'm just liking songs a lot at the moment..
Look up the song "Beautiful" by Christina Agulera
It's great. I love it.

You ARE beautiful.
Don't let words bring you down.







Don't look at me

Every day is so wonderful
Then suddenly, it's hard to breathe
Now and then, I get insecure
From all the pain, I'm so ashamed

I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring me down
So don't you bring me down today

To all your friends you're delirious
So consumed in all your doom
Trying hard to fill the emptiness
The pieces gone, left the puzzle undone
That's the way it is

You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring you down
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring you down, oh, no
So don't you bring me down today...

No matter what we do
(no matter what we do)
No matter what we say
(no matter what we say)
We're the song inside the tune
Full of beautiful mistakes

And everywhere we go
(and everywhere we go)
The sun will always shine
(sun will always shine)
And tomorrow we might wake on the other side
All the other times

We are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words won't bring us down
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring us down, oh, no
So don't you bring me down today

Don't you bring me down today
Don't you bring me down today

My Grandpa O. is great.

I go and visit him. He has his good days and his bad.
Though he usually doesn't remember me, I remember him.
We just hold hands and watch M*A*S*H, Bonanza, and other old westerns.

I'll talk to him and sometimes he'll answer. Sometimes he'll keep watching.
I love my Grandpa O. He cheers me up when i'm down. I go see him almost evey day after school. But I haven't for the past few days because I have had so much school work and I just don't have the time. But I am going to go see him today. And tomorrow. And maybe even Sunday. Then I will go visit on Monday and Tuesday and possibly Wednesday before we leave to Goblin Valley.

When I go over there, like I said before, we watch old shows and hold hands. When he holds my hand he rubs his thumb on my hand. Kind of massaging in a way. I'm sure it's just a relfex from what he did with my Grandma O., but it makes me happy. It makes me feel like he knows i'm there and he's grateful.

I love you Grandpa O.

Ooooohhhh Yeeeeaaaahh

OH MY GOODNESS! It's Spring Break! Finally. Can I just tell you how slow this week has gone by? I thought it was the last week until Spring Break.. Last week. So this week has been torture.
Let me tell you about the planned adventures::
Kia'i is going to California with Josh
Rachels phone is shut off
I don't talk to the two friends I always used to hang with anymore
And I am staying here..
UNTIL WEDNESDAY WHEN I GO CAMPING! AH!
Oh heavens I'm so excited. It's going to be a complete blast. I love camping. We're going to Goblin Valley.
For those of you who have never been there or haven't even heard of it, I cry for you.
It is amazing. Everyone loves it. My family used to go all the time. We're going with two different families from our old neighborhood.
AND WE'RE GONNA PARTY!

Be jealous.

I love Jack Johnson

Plain and Simple.

Pity Party

It's been a while, hasn't it?

I must warn you, this is not going to be the happiest post in the world. If you're in the mood to laugh or smile or just not be sad, this probably isn't the post for you. But here it is, plain and simple.

And Sad.

There are quite a few things that have been going on. But i'd rather not spill out all my feelings and secrets on a blog that, though few read, still can. But there are still some things that I don't completely mind typing about. So here we go.

[For those who don't know, I hurt my left foot on December 1st. Long story short: the doctors thought it was the tendons so they stuck me in a boot for 2 weeks, it didn't heal so I went to a Podiatrist and then 3 appointments later and 2 MRI's I had an extra bone found, and I need(ed) it removed]

Early this morning, 4:38 to be exact, I was in the car on my way to Provo. The Provo Surgical Center to be exact. By 5:02 I was sitting in one of the uncomfortable, and unsettling, waiting room chairs. While my mom sat and did all of the paper work needed, I sat and stared at the news blasting with color on the TV in front of me, I tried not to think about the surgery.

You know, throughout the whole thing, and still, I just talked and smiled. Making jokes, remembering all of the doctors names, making everyone in the prepping room laugh and smile. But inside, I was screaming.

At about 6:15 I was being wheeled into a white, matching covered room. I had orange liquid dropped into my Iv, my hand started to sting, and the next think I knew I was waking up with a big cast on my foot. 7:24 (about) I woke up with a cut in my foot and one less bone. Numb and tired, I talked to my mom. Not making a lot of sense, and not really understanding what people were saying.

Now i'm home. I can't leave the house until Monday. I have to use crutches and not put any pressure on my foot for a week. I'll be taking 2 pain pills twice a day every day for a while.

This is Miserable.

People don't realize how hard this is. I just got to one of the top levels of Irish Dancing. I was supposed to be healed in 2 weeks. And now it will be at least 2 1/2 months before I can even think about dancing. I will be in unreal pain for the next week. And I feel like crying every second of the day. The only thing I was looking forward to was keeping the bone they were removing, but it turned out to be illegal..

PITY PARTY. Who wants to come?