i absolutely hate waking up in the morning.

He told me that i get too distracted with the big things. i get caught up in the fact that i don’t know what i’ll be doing in 2 years, or 3, or 4, or – well, you get the picture. i’ve been pre-occupied with this for a year or so constantly asking to know,… Continue reading yup, this is me.

see. i told you he was the best gabriel boy. i hate talking on the phone. why? because i hate those awkward pauses. don’t you? you should see these people when they play family feud. i love my family.

i know i’m a bit biased, but i do think that we have the best gabriel boy. yup, the best. Dragon tales and the water is wide Pirate’s sail and lost boys fly Fish bite moonbeams every night And I love you The rocket racer’s all tuckered out Superman’s in pajamas on the couch Goodnight… Continue reading the boy and the chicks

i baked myself this past weekend. and i’m not talking about the fact that my legs, arms, shoulders, neck/back, face, and ears are all pink – i’m talking about waking up each morning in a tent that doubles as an oven, feeling like i’m overheating and saying to myself, “i’m going to die!” okay, so… Continue reading

this is post #100 with wordpress. wow. i’ve gotta get a life. someday i’ll actually count all my posts in diaryland, unskewed, xanga, and this and let you know what number i’m really at. holy lot of gum when you smile, louissa (my teeth are a bit straighter right now. i’m so proud of myself)!… Continue reading i need more sleep

if there is something i hate doing, it’s making decisions. i hem and haw over everything. it could be something big like, am i going to school after i graduate? and if so, where? or it could be something little. i know i need this pair of black pants, but i just don’t know if… Continue reading to go or not to go

first, this is to all my peeps in PA who might, because of a previous post, think that i now hate myself and regret ever going down: i think ya’ll are just jealous because you were blown away by my rapping skills. just kidding. i had so much fun sunday night and don’t regret any… Continue reading tiddle-dum tiddle-dee

the parents have spoken. and i’m home. as in new york. not pittsburgh. sorry. i want to be there, but they want me here. it was hard for me. but that’s that. we got home at 7:00 tonight. i went over to my sister’s place immediately after a shower. my parents left for a little… Continue reading

there is something so refreshing about spending time with Jesus. quiet times are such a good thing. i’d like to say i did it just to get my sister off my back. but i don’t think that’s it. i’m really not quite sure what posessed me as i went up and grabbed the mic. “can… Continue reading me cool? i don’t think so.