this is my 98th post

and this is the part of life i like to call: trying new things.

i feel like i've been on blogger for awhile.. but it hasn't been a year.
i've also done a lot of growing up.
if you look at the first post ever in comparison to this one you'll see that i totally got into a flow and now i know how my posts are going to be.

in the beginning, i didn't know how often i would write here.
i didn't know if anyone would even read it.
if you've made it this far with me, congratulations. virtual hug.

every other sentimental thing will be left for the 100th post... haha

i watched the pursuit of happyness tonight.
yes, happyness with a y. (i double-checked. [i don't think that's hyphened...])
also, i got internet back in my room!
so now i can do more song filming.

something i realized: i used to write my own songs all the time. everything was a capella... but it's ok. i was really into that. i guess it's all phases? now i like writing about my life in a different sense. if you can write songs, that's a talent. it's hard to be able to write lyrics and fit it to music. and on top of that, you try to make it different from other things you've written and other things other people have written.
...but anyway. now i just cover other people's songs. writing is too much work.

if you've stuck this whole blog thing out, you probably noticed the morals i added. after watching the pursuit of happyness i wanted to add the "and this is the part of i life i call..." section. that'll be at the top... just in case you wanted to know my format. hahaha (:

moral of the story: so sentimental. not sentimental no, romantic not disgusting yet darling i'm down and lonely. - lisztomania by phoenix. POST 98, WHOOOT!

you don't know how it feels

to be outside the crowd.
you don't know what it's like
to feel left out.
and you don't know how it feels
to be your own best friend;
on the outside looking in.

my mind is just a mess, basically.

moral of the story: i'm too confused to actually write a blog. i'm going to actually think about things before i write in the heat of the moment.

love stinks, yeah yeah

i could really use a foot massage. it's too bad my feet are ticklish.
so the game was fun. and we won... obviously.
i guess all i need right now is to sleep.
i'll think about what i need to do tomorrow when the time comes.

my dog is really hyper right now?

raven symonne is on sonny with a chance. and my mom's watching it... haha so great.

INCOHERENT.

moral of the story: i'm tired.

ya know...

"i just want you to know; this thing between you and me? i am in. i am ALL in."

AHHHH <3333

moral of the story: sometimes i make gilmore girls references.

sweet sweet summer nights

my hair is in french braids.
hopefully it'll be sufficiently wavy tomorrow.
i'm not wearing any new clothes tomorrow. this is the first time that i've done that...

so all i have left to do is brush my teeth and get all my stuff together.
and then i'll be ready.
this is kind of a bittersweet feeling.
the first two days of school i'll be all pumped and whatnot.. but next week i'll pretty much hate school.
but then again, that all depends on my classes.

we have a field hockey game tomorrow. i'm not goalie. that's a good thing!
what else can i talk about...
if you really knew me made me cry yesterday. TV shows don't do that very often.

basically, that show puts so much in perspective for me.
there are people out there with problems that make mine look minuscule. my problems can't even be put into words. i don't know how to explain things.
i mean, i have a nice life. and i don't really have family issues. but i still feel blehhhh sometimes.

anyway, you should watch that show if you ever get the chance.
it's time for bed. especially if i'm waking up at 5 tomorrow... yay school.

moral of the story: school's tomorrow. i think we all realize that... and we have a field hockey game but i get to play the field. if you really knew me is a good show.