st. patty's day.

well, here i am sitting in adult roles. we just got done with our final exam. crazy huh?? third term isnt even over and we're already testing. anywho!! i'm sitting next to my good friend tanner. i really do love the kid. sophomore prom!!! yeahhhh buddy.
so i'm gonna be honest for two seconds (i'm always honest on the blogg) ..i totally forgot it was st patricks day!! like completely. i walked into school and saw everyone wearing green and i was like crap. oh well!
think i'm gonna do something nice for st patty himself. ;) hahahaha!

good mood:)

treats.

gotta love pepsi and preztel m&ms. (:

sixteen months.

geeeez has life been crazy. i've worked a lot lately so its hard to find time to blog, especially when i'm tryng to catch up on my school work. anyways! sixteen months from today mom left me. thats not okay, alright? its just not. i still miss her like crazy. its weird to think about all the things she has missed. i started working at the pizza factory. i made the cheer team at timp. i've gone to my first school dances. i've gotten my first credit card. (; i've had new relationships. its just been hard. sixteen months is a freakin long time! its been rough.

the judd family:
i spent most of my snow day hanging out with this awesome family. i cant get enough of them. like really i have tried living with them, and we all know how that went. but being around them makes me happier than anything. cory and i are closer than i ever thought we'd be. i know i can go to him when i need advice about life. gen is my best friend. she truly is. and jordyn brings me so much joy. such a cute little girl. i couldn't have gotten through this past year and four months without them as an example and a friend.

lucy.

today, after school, my best friend and i decided to take a cruise in my car, lucy. put the top down, jammed to some tunes. i was truly happy for the first time in a long time.

simply not caring.

i've decided its about time i stop talking about what makes me sad..BOYS. haha sorry fellow readers, i just recognized i've been kinda down lately in my posts. so this post is happy. its dedicated to my jazz sweatshirt. about two years ago twinners and i purchased this sweatshirt at savers for about $6. and it has never let me down. bright purple to make me seem somewhat happy, but so comfy. i wear it often. so here is to my lazy day! jazz sweatshirt, leggings, and vans; priceless.

camouflage.

sometimes i believe i'm the only one that can view my blog..hmmmppphhh.

the list.

some girls are dying to know..whats on the list? what do guys talk about when they have their sausage-fests? is it the typical big boobs, tan body? confident with huge eyes, long hair? or do some guys actually dig a little deeper, such as, head cheer leader or brought up by money?

hate to break it to you guys. we're not perfect. in fact us girls want to take your stupid list, and rip it up, then stomp on it. its called estrogen; it makes us cry when you hurt our feelings. it also makes zits burst at somehow the wrong timing. we dont like your games..they're hard to keep up with.

maybe sometimes we wanna forget the game i like to call "tag." i actually caught myself playing it last night. i pretend like i dont care until he starts to act the same way, then i immediately change to acting like i care. its back and forth. well lately, this boy has become very good at acting like he doesnt care (lets hope it really is acting) so i'm in a perdicament.

what i hate more than anything is when i meet someone new and i am so amused by how charming he is or the sweet talk he gives me. he's got me! he then has control. he then continues to make me believe he really feels something special for me, but he cant put himself through another relationship because it "hurt too much" so we'll just be friends. this is how it goes.

"sky, lets go out!!"
"tonight was so fun, you're an awesome girl."
"can i see you today?"
"..but i dont wanna get that involved, i'm sorry."
"i cant stop thinking about you sky."
"wanna just be friends?"

ridiculous. quit the gamin, it aint cool.