each day is a gift, that's why we call it the present

i actually don't have anything interesting to report.
i've been feeling pretty good recently.

i realized how much my family stalks me on facebook... i don't like it.
like, i get it you're my family. you love me and you want to see what i'm up to.
but there comes a point where they start to get too involved.

this sounds terrible.
facebook is basically a way for them to stay in touch with me other than the 5 times a year we see eachother.

don't get me wrong, i love my family sooo much!


transition!
i miss soooo many people. it's ridiculous.
and i've made so many new friends it's ridiculous.

but all of those friends that i never see anymore... i wonder if they even remember me.
all of the people that have moved away from me... i wonder if they even know who i am


my best friend in the whole entire world's name was tyler.
we've known eachother since the beginning of our time.
he moved away before third grade started.
i haven't seen him since.
i haven't really realized how much i miss him
like, i honestly thought i was going to marry this kid.
but nope, haven't talked to him since the day he left before third grade.
and i cried for the rest of that day.

and there was another girl
her name is valerie
she was always superrr pretty.
and she moved.
and i honestly have no idea where she is or what she looks like now.

this wasn't supposed to be a sad one... sorry


on a positive note,
i love you all (:

moral of the story: i guess sometimes we all have a little facebook stalking to do.