
I have been writing less and less lately. Hm.. thats just the way it is folks! Anyway, I have nothing exciting to say.
My mom made us watch "Dante's Peak" for school the other day. fun. It was actually a good movie. Pierce Brosnan is in it.
I was getting right to the climax of the movie, when the volcan JUST starts to blow up, and my brother mad em lave for church. grrness. Just at the wrong time, right?
Lauren V. needs to return my message. I am not mad, but I sent her a message asking her how I can psysically get my tickets, since I got her to get me 4 advanced ones. That annoys me.
This next paragraph is really dumb, so don't bother to read it unless you really want to. It is a dumb thing to be upset about.
Well, at my church, there is an upstairs bathroom that has a shower in it. Whitney needed a shower, since she just got from softball, so she took a shower. Cameron came up after whitney was dressed,( she was putting on makeup, and perfume.) Me and Beka were leaning aginst the door so it was open. So Cameron was talking to us without technically being in the bathroom. Anywat, earlier he had found a picture in a magazine of a girl that had red hair. (it didn't looke like me, but he said it did.) and we were arguing whether it looked the same as me. I said, "We just have the same color hair. Mine is even a little lighter." and he was like, "No you guys both.....have the same build."
Usually, me and Cameron joke around about us both being fat, but this seemed different, like he was trying to bring me down. But you can never be to sure with Cameron.
Ok. on to a different subject...Y'know what I hate. When people tell you about what they dream, and then they say "Yeah, lame I know." If it is your dream, it is not lame. No one's dreams are lame. And I do no think anyone in this world has a right to call someone's dream lame or stupid or superficial. I just don't. And when people say, "Lame, I know." It's like they are too scared because they think that maybe you won't approve of their dream. I don't think anyone has to approve o my dreams. They are called MINE for a reason, because it is my decision whether I think it is lame or not. No one elses. (This hasn't happened to me, I was just thinking.)
I wanna slap:b/> people who tear other people's dreams down.
I wanna kiss> people who love me unconditionally.
I am listening to: My brother's voice. ugh.
I am eating Nothing. But I just ate cereal.