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I live with my boyfriend in Grand Rapids.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Schfifty Won.

I moved to Grand Rapids with Candis Cavanaugh.
Then she ditched me two months later.
Now I live with my boyfrand and kitty in a two bedroom apartment.
It's very nice.


I got a Nikon D200 for Christmas this year.
That's very exciting.

I miss all of my Clio friends.
But living in the city is a dream come true.


I'm getting this for a tattoo: Makar (the one with the string instrument) isn't pictured with the rest, but I'm going to get him worked in.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Number fifty.

Someone should make a translator that turns everything into black lingo.

I don't care if that sounded racist.


I'm going to Cornerstone and I still can't get over how excited I am.
Also.
Tonight.
Hanging with a boy?
If I grow big enough balls to call him.

Either way, I'm going to a dance party beforehand.
Its gonna be great. =]

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

I am accepted

to Cornerstone University.
College of choice.








I don't know what to do about Canavan.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Overwhelmed.

3 days left of high school.
I don't have much to say about that, except that it'll be a slow 3 days.


Definitely looking forward to this Friday night.
This seems legit.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I should have known

that this would happen.
I should have seen it coming.






I'm not gonna let it get to me.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Seems to me

that parents who watch TV channel white picket fence sitcoms as much as mine do would have raised a better family.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

So.

I was prom queen.

My family and I were talking about what it would be like if I won while we were working in the garden.
My mom was saying how happy she was that I was finally acting more like a young lady.
My dad and I were throwing worms at eachother when she wasn't looking.


It was weird winning.
But nice.


Now I just have to focus on graduating.
Which is tough since I don't have much to look forward to anymore.
Which means I have no motivation.

I don't know.
I guess thinking of how bad it would suck to have to stay here another second than I have to is enough motivation.
I'm so excited to get the heck out of Clio High.


I've got my butterflies back again.
We'll see what happens.