I just realized that I've never wondered to myself "who loves whom more" when it comes to my boyfriend. We're so comfortable with each other. Knowing that I love him and he loves me suffices and I don't need to know anything else. Its been a year and a half today, and I've only known him for about two years, but I never remember that. Hes a constant for me, and I've been able to trust that hes there for me.
Okay, that was sappy musing number one
Musing number 2:
I am really excited to go to college. I found out my exact room: 233 Harshman-Dunbar with Christina Ingle, a friend from HOBY. I have facebook friended a girl in 231 and 238 and I'm already getting to know people that I can't wait to hangout with at BG. The girl next door and I already are planning to watch Grease and dress up in leggings with curly hair. I also promised to be her wing-woman and hold her hair back when she pukes at 3am. College, please?
Musing number 3:
I cannot decide if I like my highlights. I think they are going to take some time to get used to.
Okay. Thats all. its 11. Goodbye.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Okay now that I have finished my rant,
I want to post a few tidbits about my day:
1. I made a "That's what she said" joke in front of a christian school show choir.
2. Makenna and I got serenaded by a boy from Nashville Tennessee and went a little crazy.
3. I met some really awesome people, also known as my new friends Tyler, Kenneth, Kelsey, Amanda, and Morgan. One of the following sang to me 3 times. Did I mention that I die inside when people sing to me?
4. I performed competitively for Lebanon High School Singers for the last time in my life.
5. I acted like tinkerbell and basically had a glitter explosion all over our choir.
6. Eight people told me they liked my silver toms
7. While standing next to me, Evan Neal asked allowed who had "Toms feet stench"
Right now, my room is silent, but yet in my head I can still hear an endless stream of show choir songs playing. It is a little ridiculous. This is what happens after assisting Mr. Lander be the Outstanding Performer judge I guess? I am insanely exhausted. I guess its bed time!
1. I made a "That's what she said" joke in front of a christian school show choir.
2. Makenna and I got serenaded by a boy from Nashville Tennessee and went a little crazy.
3. I met some really awesome people, also known as my new friends Tyler, Kenneth, Kelsey, Amanda, and Morgan. One of the following sang to me 3 times. Did I mention that I die inside when people sing to me?
4. I performed competitively for Lebanon High School Singers for the last time in my life.
5. I acted like tinkerbell and basically had a glitter explosion all over our choir.
6. Eight people told me they liked my silver toms
7. While standing next to me, Evan Neal asked allowed who had "Toms feet stench"
Right now, my room is silent, but yet in my head I can still hear an endless stream of show choir songs playing. It is a little ridiculous. This is what happens after assisting Mr. Lander be the Outstanding Performer judge I guess? I am insanely exhausted. I guess its bed time!
Let me preface this whiny blog post with saying the following: I have been awake for 22 hours.
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Singers may not be the most entertaining thing for you, but I have devoted the last four years of my life to the activity. When I go to your shows, I do so because I like to see you perform, not because going to a concert it my choice way to spend my Friday or Saturday night. Basically, I do it because I love you. This is why all those times that you didn't go to my show choir competitions have added up. 3/11? That's cool. Hey guess what, I got best performer twice this year. That means a lot to me. When you don't support me, yeah, it's going to upset me. When I have a competition in my town, and you choose to go caving with your friends, I can almost understand. Almost. But when I take the time to call you at 2 in the morning to say I love you I take the time to ASK how it went, and you tell me it was with a few friends and another girl. Then you don't even bother to ask me how my day was, and just decide that you're tired and are going to end the phone call. Yeah, I feel like that gives me an excuse to be upset with you.
Where the hell is my life going?
Also, I am very lucky that no one reads my blog.
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Singers may not be the most entertaining thing for you, but I have devoted the last four years of my life to the activity. When I go to your shows, I do so because I like to see you perform, not because going to a concert it my choice way to spend my Friday or Saturday night. Basically, I do it because I love you. This is why all those times that you didn't go to my show choir competitions have added up. 3/11? That's cool. Hey guess what, I got best performer twice this year. That means a lot to me. When you don't support me, yeah, it's going to upset me. When I have a competition in my town, and you choose to go caving with your friends, I can almost understand. Almost. But when I take the time to call you at 2 in the morning to say I love you I take the time to ASK how it went, and you tell me it was with a few friends and another girl. Then you don't even bother to ask me how my day was, and just decide that you're tired and are going to end the phone call. Yeah, I feel like that gives me an excuse to be upset with you.
Where the hell is my life going?
Also, I am very lucky that no one reads my blog.
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