Not really sure about this whole High School thing... I miss being young and having times like these. :(


Or doing random things like this.

I miss it.

Happy New Year!

Well everyone, happy new year! I hope you all rang in the new year with your loved ones. It seems the world is pressing for all to have a resolution so I came up with one. It is simply to exercise. Yes, exercise. Staying fit has become very important to me recently and I would love to keep it going!

I hope you all have a blessed new year! (:

Things I'm Now Semi-Afraid Of

After my experience last night, I dislike these following objects:
1. Chainsaws
2. Clowns
3. Coffins
4. Spiders
5. Tight spaces
6. Clowns
7. People With White Masks
8. Halloween
9. Strobe Lights
10. Forests
11. Clowns
12. The Dark
13. People With Green Face Paint
14. People Who Don't Know What A Person's "Bubble" Is
15. Clowns With Chainsaws
16. Mazes
17. Turning Dark Corners

Actually my night wasn't that bad. But clowns really are scary. Alyssa and I had lots of fun with her brother, aunt, and uncle! I'm just never going back there again.

Tomorrow (:

Tomorrow is the day that everything will happen. Well, not everything. Just a lot.

I have the privalige of going to the Haunted Castle and Black Forest with my best friend, Alyssa Garver. We're 95% sure that we will either die or pee our pants. Probably pee. Oh well! Afterwards, we are going to a party at our friend's house. It will be a greaaaaat night. (:

Wish me luck...

Just started school. Well, I started a week and a half ago. And it feels longer than that. So essentially, I've been in school awhile.

Volleyball season is going well considering we're 2 and 2.

I got a new phone.

All is well.

Grampie

Strong.

There's no other way to explain him. He was strong. Head strong. Mentally strong. Emotionally strong. Strong til the end.

When I look back, I wish I had gotten the chance to be with him more. I think, "Why didn't I go with Dad?" or "Why didn't I ask to make a special weekend trip?" My problem was that I was too absorbed in the now. Myself, my friends, my weekends. I feel absolutly terrible that I didn't give up one Friday-Saturday combo to go see the man who saw the good in me even when I failed to see it in myself.

He never forgot about my grades or my sports. Grampie knew that I loved both and that nothing could stop me from achieving the best I could achieve. That's why it's hard for me to go to volleyball tryouts next week. Dad reminded me that Grampie would say, "Go do what you love." He knows/knew how much I loved things like sports. He saw my love for much and would not let me miss them if the world was on fire and dinosaurs were eating everyone. He'd want me in the gym or on the field.

In it is my greatest of regrets that I end this post saying: I miss and love you so much, Grampie. So much.

Home again. Yay.

Can't you just feel the enthusiasm I have put forth?