the world is a magical, beautiful place

and I don't know how I keep forgetting it.

love
love
love

for some weird reason

bad things happen to me

and i think its my fault

im done

being negative


im sorry
its true

To you whom can't seem to get over yourself

thanks but...
i think you need to taste your own advice

really,

i wish i mattered less in your life that everytime im around you have to bitch and moan

grow up
and get over it
is it worth the space in your brain to hold onto
guess im just that great :]

America bound!

I am settling,

short.

fuck my life

Political Discussions at Dinner

A group of people I hardy knew.
All filled with very stimulating and frustrating conversation.

Topic:
a desire to be appreciated,
to be loved,
and needed,
by a friend.

I wrote a letter in my mind after dinner.

Dear old friend:
I am glad you are out of my life,
we have moved past on to more simple
more surface life.
I moved on to something that feels so fake
a manikin has so much personality.
I still love you, but I no longer miss you.
I would rather feel dead inside.

just full of taco bell.

I miss him more and more everyday.

It may be hard for you to understand
how alone it makes me feel.

Tell Me Why....

... I should have to make any effort.

If I am happy where I am,
that is where I shall be.

And, here I am.

rewritten.

i am currently writing a new blog,

but you will have to find it.

It's semi-secret and written about my friends, family members, enemies, my enemies' friends, and my experiences.

The reason I am telling you this is because I will still be using this account but not as often, and i hope by my 100th post I will be finished with it.

Hope you all have an incredible Halloween.

Peace and Love

 

< 3.

You know that feeling? Like, where you are now is so perfect.
Everything is wonderful and you don't have a care in the world. The things that matter are right in front of you. You don't have to pick nor choose. It's perfect, wonderful, lovely, beautiful, peaceful, good. I have found myself here often lately, I love that. I couldn't ask for life to get any better.

There are so many wonderful things happening:

-school
-working!
-my new car
-yoga
-staying boyfree
-getting good grades
-paying off bills (almost completely)
-working out
-shopping


There are the true friends standing out to me. I couldn't thank this world and the beautiful people on it enough for this wonderful experience.

.pleoavcee.

in between the vanilla and amber.

It's one of those funks,
stuck in a rut.

growing up tall is tough.
tall enough to see, tall enough to be.

get over it. move on?
who here has won?

growing up tall is tough.

I shake
I pray

I saw them all behind me in the mirror
you will know when you get that feeling
you know it's bad
It feels so evil

growing up tall is tough.

the karma is sweetly smelling of oranges and evergreens.

good energy, attracts good energy.
that's that.

p.s. i have a car, a working phone, and i will have a job very soon
i feel like a responsible adult
imagine that?

oh, and avalon comes back in one week

my heart is fluttering.

and, when I fall in love
i think i will do it right this time

that's a good feeling
:]

raining pouring.

I love life,
more than ever now.


The rain is a beautiful thing,
cleansing.

A big storm washed away the dirt in the street,
that trash we have left floating about.

Thank you God,
for bringing me peace.

breaking dice

i could ask so many questions that wouldn't matter or make a difference.

at least i can say,
my feelings can't be replaced by a warm shower.

a sweet sweet bloomer.

Fixing

Mending

Growing
___________________________

loose earth slipping between the roots grasp, wilting

petals fall and i bend over

recently broken, recently unrecieved

weave and reach out to earth

i will get to the solid stable ground, grab hold

feel the water, wash me

feel the sun, feed me

be still, slow down

work, grow, change

Time.

flowers will show, after I grow.

peace.

THE girl.

I wish I could do better by you,
'cause that's what you deserve
You sacrifice so much of your life
In order for this to work.

While I'm off chasing my own dreams
Sailing around the world
Please know that I'm yours to keep
My beautiful girl

When you cry a piece of my heart dies
Knowing that I may have been the cause
If you were to leave
Fulfill someone else's dreams
I think I might totally be lost
You don't ask for no diamond rings no delicate string of pearls
That's why I wrote this song to sing
My beautiful girl

ooooo ooo ohhh ohh oh oh

One, two, one two three four
I wish I could do better by you
'cause it's what you deserve
You sacrifice so much of your life
in order for this to work

<3

I wish you knew.

I really don't care



at all.


You should point fingers at your friends.

So dumb, so very very dumb.

my words will be made fewer...

changing, everyday.

growing, learning.


I dreamed you gave me a ring of peace, and I am understanding that you are much further on your journey compared to me. I learn quickly, and I understand now.

throwing away the past.

our perfect picture in front of the sunset over the ocean.

goodbye

erasing you probably will never happen,
but I am happy to have you out of my life.

sad that I agree,

"Don't search for solace in another's embrace. Everyone that we hold so dear gets lost in the static of the passing years. So , learn to be alone. Find comfort in the solitude. Harden your heart and build unbreakable will. It's the only way you'll ever survive this world."

probably the best advice I have ever heard,








doesn't mean I'm going to take it.

<3

p.s. If you ever read this Johnny, I quoted you. :]

getting over myself.

Thank you kind stranger,

I guess you are right.

That could be exactly what I needed to hear.

I should be more humble,

I am very confident, and I love who I am.

Getting over myself could be a very good thing to do.

at ease?

sometimes, i feel unappreciated.

sometimes, i deserve a thank-you ?

I think I'm pretty caring and giving.



One thing I hate, is feeling all at sea about something.


I am finding peace.

it was for freedom

I fell in love again
all things go, all things go
drove to Chicago
all things know, all things know
we sold our clothes to the state
I don't mind, I don't mind
I made a lot of mistakes
in my mind, in my mind

you came to take us
all things go, all things go
to recreate us
all things grow, all things grow
we had our mindset
all things know, all things know
you had to find it
all things go, all things go

I drove to New York
in a van, with my friend
we slept in parking lots
I don't mind, I don't mind
I was in love with the place
in my mind, in my mind
I made a lot of mistakes
in my mind, in my mind

you came to take us
all things go, all things go
to recreate us
all things grow, all things grow
we had our mindset
all things know, all things know
you had to find it
all things go, all things go

if I was crying
in the van, with my friend
it was for freedom
from myself and from the land
I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes

you came to take us
all things go, all things go
to recreate us
all things grow, all things grow
we had our mindset
all things know, all things know
you had to find it
all things go, all things go
you came to take us
all things go, all things go
to recreate us
all things grow, all things grow

we had our mindset
(I made a lot of mistakes)
all things know, all things know
(I made a lot of mistakes)
you had to find it
(I made a lot of mistakes)
all things go, all things go
(I made a lot of mistakes)

in my fantasy world.

<3

with bugs in my stomach.

butterflies,

I have smiled a thousand new smiles.

tough happenings.

I wonder if anyone can really understand me.
My rules are not of this earth, I live by understanding, I live by feeling.

This world cannot burden me, I won't let it.

This week has been tough, but I'm happy.
Last week was easy, but I was depressed.

Sometimes, things don't go your way.
Things fall into place perfectly for whatever reason.

Life is more simple then most people make it, they turn it into something more complicated.
Maybe to feel unique. Everyone feels a little left out, a little different.
We're in this together, we are all the same.

I have simplified, turned it down.
It is the most amazing feeling I have felt.
I feel alive, but in the most simple way.
Like an animal, just living.
And that's how I feel like I should feel.


perfection.

with karma.

She is now good to me, because I have been trying to be good to her.

Let good vibes flow and they should eventually come back to you

akward

Andrew and I had a hazy conversation.

I asked him if he feels like were at the akward age of our life, he said no.

I feel misplaced....

......I'm going to let my mind ramble on now.

Bobby and I talked about astrology the other day, go figure.
He said that it has a lot to do with the idea of reincarnation. I have never really thought about the idea of reincarnation but I could understand a reality of it. I am a "pisces" and supposably I am, "older" than all the other sun signs.

I feel "older." The spirit inside of me is very understanding.

I want to feel young
and blind.

picking, choosing.

this is my life,

I don't need your help living it.

So stop worrying or wondering.

turn on, tune in, drop out.

learn from me now.

live,

experience,

slow down,

find true peace,

be quiet,

get alone,

understand the power of your mind,

stop explaining yourself,

care less,

love,

dream,

stop drowning in possesions,

understand the reality if others beliefs,

don't find the answers,

do what makes you happy.

Get away to your quiet place and meditate,

I have learned,

I am learning.

on no set path.

I am just living,

and it makes me so happy.

we fear the unclear.

I am no longer afraid, or anxious.

My mind is clear, and I enjoy the quiet.

Something is changing, and we are all growing up.

strong.

People have let me down,

and people have had their mouths full of toxic so-and-so's.

I'm really over it.

I might just tell you good-bye and remove the bad vibes from my daily life.

Be peaceful.

sweetly shifting.

Life is good.

Life is really good.

Life is really really good.

a bruised apple.

Never good enough.


Sometimes I feel damaged, worn, hurt, unwanted. Strange huh? For a girl like me to feel insufficient? Well, I would like to go back to a familiar saying.

"People are never who you think they are. Learn not to be surprised and learn to let go. You'll never know what you're missing because you're already missing it. "

I heard this a few months ago, and it is one of the hardest things I have tried to understand.
I'm so sick of the world. I'm so sick of people. I have this terrible bitter taste in my mouth that won't go away. I am the bruised apple. I honestly don't know one person that can't say the same.

I wrote this in highschool, it applies more today than ever.
It's not good just full of feeling.

Connection, Cancelation
At the words of a poet I realize butterflies.
Bridges are falling and I have you hand.
The angel's voice is broken,
but you still appreciate her lips,
and I seal your tear drop letters with a passionate kiss.
Don't forget the night we spent
romantic moons float above our heads.
I forgot though,
don't try so hard,
let it happen.
Do you remember children fallen down?
I wish I could go back to skinned knees instead of broken hearts.
I check my balance, make sure I'm doing ok.
I am trying so hard but really I'm ruining everything.
I seem so out of context, this is the real me, I'm sorry.
Can't turn your lights off, but you need to move anyway.
Sorry to waste your time with stolen property.
Once we say hello you say goodbye,
and all I get is a forced hug goodnight.
Footsteps start fading, the brake is released.
I watch you leave as this terror flows through me.
Phones start ringing, lines are crossing, but you are dead,
so I ask permission of someone else to listen to me.

connection, cancellation

Did you call last night?
Did I miss it in the comfort of thought and tears?
The connection was lost but I wonder what was to be said?
Over thinking, tired, comfort is missing.
Is it me making this mistake, or am I mistaken,
am I breaking my own heart, do I have the disease?
I fall over like a tree, recently broken, recently unreceived.
These phone calls don't make the connection,
I can't finish my sentence.
Is one forced hug too many?
Sorry if I do these things that are so completely me
Is she there again in messages received?
As her connection shakes in my hand,
but dead signals are on the rise.
The prescription was filled last night,
but lost over a connection unreceived.
Maybe I can leave this disease
but tell me, is it you or me?
Don't forget these days we spent,
romantic moons float above our heads.
I forgot though,
don't try so hard,
let it happen.
I receive the message,
and it's ok.
You say a relationship of moons is not for today.
Rejection,
I'm stuck,
understanding how it will take both of us.
Will you answer me this one simple question?
Can you accept me, connection, receive,
in a moonless night
where stars light our way,
and we can be friends, until the end of our day?

poisoned.

I

need

to

live.

in shallow water.

If only I could tell you,

how much you mean to me.

offer a pinch.

:[

unprepared.

I
think
I'm


f a l l i n g . . .

hating you.

Selfish and mean.

Thank you mother for informing me of man's intentions.

___________________________________________

Dear God: when will I understand?
how many times do you have to hurt and heal to get it?
when will I believe?
how do I find faith?

afraid.

I have so many options.

torn between walls, fallen and broken and ripped in two.

I realize I have been a shitty person.
I have become all I have hated.
I hurt the people closest to me.
I am drawn to people who hurt me.

I'm sorry,
I'll be back soon.

there are a lot of things,

I need to say
and express
and have someone else

listen

and understand.



I'm really broken.
I am all together.

I am un-appreciated
just another lost and lonely soul.

no one will know
no one

like....
I want to know you
but do you want to know me?
do you really want to know me?


I have been speechless lately,
this is very uncommon if you "know" me.

it's 11:11

Im wishing to find
someone...

who wants to know me
and i can know them
and we can matter to each other

summer.

is mind blowing.

I decided...
I love every night
every morning
every unfamiliar face
and even the familiar ones

the grass
the water
walks
hot summer bod diets

I am very happy where Im at now

wishing on the leftover stars.

I want to believe in love.

Will somebody show me?

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.

This summer is a very important chapter in my far too complex book.
I am being put together.
A hunt to unfold who is inside these defining clothes, I am finding her.
Patience is now gone, and I don't miss it.
I don't care if I seem like a chicken with its head cut off.
New people, new places, new loves

Habits: can die!

I thought summer started off poorly,
but it is exactly what I want.

There are more changes to come.

Prepare yourself,because honestly, I really don’t care if I hurt anyone in the process.

strings

dear puppet.


-the karma is sweetly smelling of oranges and evergreens-

experiencing.

This weekend was incredible.
I will never forget,
playing with keena and the 2 little girl they were like 2 &5 maybe.

They had long dreads,
and smiles that would light up your world.

We swung them around and played in the earth.
These are the moments that really matter.

asleep.

I don't understand what's going on right now.
Who really cares anymore?
Let's forget about it and have a good time.

...

What is this I hear about NNU blocking myspace?

unwanting consistancy.

I found out a few things about myslef.
I fear stability, comfort, and perfection.
I hope that I travel a lot in life.
I even realized today, I might not ever get married or have kids.
Most women want that. I don't.
At the same time, I don't want to become old and lonely.
I need a sidekick.
That would be nice. A friend to just go go go with me.
I might leave and never come back, but I'm trying to do this whole running away thing right.

I'm making a lot of mistakes this summer, it has hardly even started.
I plan on changing a lot. I'm looking forward to next year a little more.

p.s. I almost cried when I thought about my roomate today.

with everybody gracefully falling.

I can't hold myself up,
without you guys.

Please,
I beg you to stay.

not hiding anymore.

I'm finished pretending I'm someone I'm not.
Here I come summer.
p.s. I'm really tan right now :]

finally, a goodbye to NNU.

I didn't really care to say goodbye to anyone.
I was hoping to not come back.

the lowest low.

don't you feel alone?

a long time ago.

I wrote this a while ago.
Today, I lived this.

"(Indeed... Reality)

My heart is sound asleep.
_____________________
a thought provoking sunrise
a chilled cigarette
desire to poke holes in ones brain

tunnels

trains

this is a sad attempt at thinking
______________________

so much resposiblity,
but indeed, a fluttering heart
an excited mind
and a dreem!

indeed.

my name is wiped away,
running sounds so great.
Let's GO!
and yet, go further.
can I make this a reality? dreem

... forever is broken"

with nothing left.

does anybody even read this?

To you, we are all just vapor over your morning coffee.

You are so damn smart right? You have it all figured out.

You are pissed at humanity. The trouble is, you are everything that is to be pissed at. I wouldn't be the type of person to complain and rant, but unlike you I care about my friends. You are everything that I have to try to overcome. Your self worth is equal to what you can suck out of others. I am working and succeeding as you wallow and wilt so that in the future my taxes can scrape you off the ground. You look forward to a future filled with burnt earth and no hope. You are preparing your life for nothing. I don't know if this brings reasoning to who you are, I am making assumptions but they are relevant. You are selfish, you only care about yourself. You have no value in any single life but your own, but you do value foolish things like drugs and alcohol, but that still is for selfish reasons. I am finished sitting back and seeing you do this anymore. Your rambling mouth is slowly growing quiet and it is only because people are starting to see through you. Does that scare you? It should.

You should look back, you should look forward. Do you see it? There are people in your life that love you, for that is the true meaning of life. That is really what you should be searching for, LOVE. I'm not saying you need to find a woman, I am saying maybe you should value and love the ones around you. Maybe, you can stop being so pissed at everyone else all the time. Come down of your high chair, get real. Appreciate what you have been given. Appreciate that you are valued enough to recieve. Find some love deep down in your throut and tell someone that you appreciate what they are doing, have done, will do for your wilting, pitiful soul. Or maybe? Find your pulse, get up, breathe. LIVE! Who are you? Who do you think you are? Selfish, overconsuming everything from everybody. Breathe. Is there enough air in this room for you?

Can you get off your high chair?
Can you get up?
Can you move?
Does anybody else mean anything to you?
Can you move for anyone?

Maybe this might matter to you if it's a challenge. Maybe if you can win, you will care. Maybe if I can show you a bulleted list of "what's in it for me" you can move.

Will you move when you have sucked a person dry?

After taking all you can, you have given NOTHING back. You will find nothing left in that person that is worth your precious time. But, you are still up on your high chair.

What makes you think you can do this?

Do you find any reason? Who are you to sit there and decide what everybody does and will do. Even though we have done this for you already, and we have gotten you that. You are still unsatisfied, you are still wanting more. It's almost how you leave her feeling after a night of drunken harmony.Unsatisfied.


I'm not finished.

with fire in my eyes.

I am begining to change. I am no longer content.
I'm sick of everything being sensored out.
Media, Internet, Education.
The real world is not like this.
It's filled with sex, drugs, death, money....
I can't sit back anymore.
It can't happen.
I am not okay with where I am, where humanity is.

" I think you and I belong in a different time period, the 70's maybe."

I found my passion.

truth.beauty.peace.love

pondering the meaning of life.

It's a strange thing to do, wonder, "what if?"


Also, I have been thinking about DREAMS a lot. The things that I dream about are insane. The things everyone dreams about are insane. Think about the strangest dream you had. For me, when I'm dreaming I believe it, I am caught up in it, it is happening. That's insanity. So just about every night we all peacefully suffer with insanity. Also, this strikes many questions in my mind about reality. What is real, and what is just a figment of my mind. What is truely happening, what truely exists?

I am struggling.

help.

converge.

epic!

stuck.

It's not very easy to hurt a girl like me.
I forgot what it feels like.

Thank you for taking me back to this familiar place.
I plan on taking a few steps back.
Messing up is hard to cope with.
Dang.

careless...

I like who I am.

I like where I am.

I wonder what other rumors are to come.

I see your chattering mouths

but, I don't care



I like the live I have lived

and am living



I just

don't



care.

with a bag over my head.

By that I mean,
having urbandictionary blocked from my computer.

Yes, Yes, I Know

Second blog I have posted today.



Tonight I didn't go to my biology lab.

I started feeling very ill again and I couldn't stop coughing.

I took my medicine and fell asleep.

When I woke up the clock had moved much further than I had expected.



I was in a bad mood today. This doesn't happen very often.

So Mackenzie swung by and picked me up for some coffee.

Jared was with us.



We listened to music and drove down the road.

My mind started racing.

I don't know if I was loopy from my Codeine or if I haven't given myself time to wake up.

I feel so weird.

Sick.

I have been kinda sick lately.
It's okay though I have enjoyed my time away.
I'm kinda finished. Like worn out, you know?
Faking it only lasts so long. We are not all just wonderful all the time.
It feels nice to just be sick for a while.
Just a change, maybe?

Now I can breathe, sometimes NNU is like a bag over my head.
I can breathe for a while but sooner or later I will turn purple.
I just took a little breath outside. I don't plan on putting that bag back on my head.
I enjoy my space, I'm getting a job off campus and well...

Ahhhh...

Spring.

Love.

I find love in many things.
Sometimes people confuse me, they define love with so many feelings and qualifications.
Love is all around.
It is in the willow tree.
It is in a friend.
Find it in the eyes of the one who passes you by.

People might say I easily fall in love, but I would say I easily see love.
Why do people limit themselves?

la la la

Let's just say,
I have butterflies ;]
and leave it at that.

on the beach.

Yurt- A large teepee/cabin thing with a few beds and some heat.

Well, the first night in Newport was good.
Campfire, hotdogs, watching the boys run around wild, it is a great time.
I didn't dream last night like I have every night in Oregon.
We're staying in a Yurt, it's pretty sweet.
The ocean is wonderful, I was overwhelmed as I ran into it splashing around without thinking about my jeans getting wet. We went out to the ocean late at night as well.
The moon lit up the beach and we created little adventures and bridge building tasks, it was fun.
I really love it here, it's great. I am thankful for the clear skies and the warm weather.

Well, were off to the city and another beach. Miss you all.

in Oregon.

Hey guys,
This place is awesome.
I'm in Oregon with Jared, Becca, Phil, Nate, and Evan.
We spent 2 nights in Portland which was great. Ask Nate about "Ka-Blam". The city is wonderful, so different.
Becca had her birthday.It was sweet. Our little Portland family sang her happy birthday as she attempted to blow out her trick candles.
I am loving my time here. We stayed at Jareds house in Salem. It was Saweet! I passed out on the couch and then made my way to the bed Becca and I tried to shared, but my heavy breathing kept her awake (I'm sick and I wouldn't want to be near me.) Sorry Becca :] I luv ya!
I was just on the beach, and my toes felt oh-so good in the sand.We are staying in NewPort for a couple nights and we are "camping" 1/4 a mile away from the Ocean. I'm excited to cook some meals over the fire and sing songs together as Phil strums on the guitar.

There are more stories to come.
Hope everyone is having a great break.

excited.

i'm leaving for portland today.
SO EXCITED!
but at the same time,
i'm kinda bummed i didn't get to go with
bobby, keena, & mknz.

but i will be wonderful.

looking back.

the fast lane, the hazy memories of the night before.
the people, the glamour.
the love.
a big black cloud over you and me.
no worries. no regrets. no future. no past.

i am happier now. more complete.

these are my wonderful memories.

i am molded by them.

breyanna, i am who i am.

the bruised apple.

Happy Birthday Bobby Dreem.

My best friend turned the big 21 today!
I met him at his house at 6pm and I have just recently arrived home, at 2 in the morning.
Let's just say Super Smash Bros. is GOOD STUFF!
As well as Multiplayer Smooth Moves. I can play the Wii for hours and hours. So much fun!
It was good to see Micheal and Justin again. We created our Mii's and mine is dead on the money.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOBBY!
Hope this year is another good one.

Looking Back

Inversion.

I miss winter, a little.

In an Empty Morning

Sleep is so great! It is best when you don't have to be woken up by an alarm. I smell like smoke, this is because for Phil's birthday we attempted to set flames to the kuna caves. It wasn't a failure, there where flames, just no explosions. Now I am here, just rolled out of bed. I smell like a camp fire and I can see the rain has wet the streets. I am feeling pretty good.

Feeling Better.

This week has been so different, so rewarding, so perfect.
The pressure is gone, and it's a great reminder that my friends are always there.
I'm very exctied for Sunday, Bobby's birthday.
My friends are so important to me, it's hard to be away.
I'm also looking forward to spring break. Portland? It will be quite an adventure.

I'm happy where I am, and I'm excited to move forward.
My mom told me she is proud of me, it's a great thing to hear.

Sorry this blog is sort-of random. :]

Yet Again.

Driving.
Good music.
Good company.

The night has gone and passed.
I am ready for tomorrow.

If only each night could prepare me for each day.

All the Little Children Said.

I am a mother of filth,
there is nothing of me.

thinking.

i didn't like this post. so i removed it.

Getting Over It.

It's difficult.

forgotten.

I'm Breyanna.
You are more than welcome to forget about me.

Figment
of
your
imagination.

Stupid Elk.

Joey, Nate, Ian, Evan and I drove up to the hot springs to relax before a day of studying. I hiked up the hill, no problem! I was very proud of myself. We all hung out and relaxed. The moon was out and it lit up the mountainside. With all the steam it created a sight that was very pretty. After about 3 hours at the spring we were tired so it was time to go on our way home.

The drive started out nice. We listened to Godspeed You! Black Emperor, as Joey drove his Buick down the road. I was dozing off onto Nate who was already asleep. Ian was to my left and Evan was "shot-gun." The next thing I know I'm screaming. There was a loud crash and glass was flying everywhere. I'm still screaming and I don't stop until Ian puts his hand on my shoulder to calm me down. I look over at him and there is blood smeared across the window. I look forward and Joey is sitting in glass covering his face with his hands. The car is stopped in the middle of the road at this time, and he drives over to the side of the road to be safe.

We are all okay, thankfully. I look at Nate and he is just in awe. I look at Evan and he is just being BA as usual with his hand all cut up and bleeding. We get out of the car. Joey is missing the driver side window and the windshield is all smashed in. Joey has cuts on his nose and in between his eyes. I look down at his hands which were shaking from adrenaline and his hands have little cuts and scratches that are bleeding.

We look back at the road and in a distance we can see this large mass laying in the road. Nate had a camera and the boys were brave and slowly approached it. It was this HUGE cow elk. I couldn't believe how massive it was.

A few people pulled over and helped. The elk was drug off the road and they told us it wasn't far to cell phone service. Joey's Buick was still running! He attempted to drive it but with all the glass flying into his eyes it was impossible. Ian took one for the team and got into the driving seat because he was wearing his glasses. We drove for about 20 minutes. Nate, Joey and I were in the backseat. Nate was curled up and Joey was behind Ian. He was so cold he was shaking. I couldn't imagine how cold it would be with my head sticking out of the window. Our damp bodies curled together in the car. Cold and quiet we drove on. Finally we hit Eagle, Joey has service and

I call my mom who came out to get us at the Hwy 55 Winco. We sat and waited. My mom got us it was 6 in the morning and we could see the sun starting to peep over the hills. Joey went to the emergency room to get checked out for the glass in his eyes. Then my mom dropped us off at our dorms and I slept.

I'm so thankful that no one got hurt.

hello wonderful day.

outside it is so beautiful and bright.
I LOVE IT!
so great :]

Something Very Old.

I have a diary/journal whatever. Just about every night I play my iHome, look out the window, and I doodle and write. It helps me sleep. So I was flipping through the pages of nonsense, from back to front. I turned page after page until I was at the 12th page from the beginning of my journal. It is titled 7:18AM November 2, 2007. It caught my attention because I don't ever remember writing in my journal in the morning. Then I read on...

"I had a silly dream." That's all this journal said. I wish I could recall what this dream was about. How random. I then looked at the next page.

"sunrise. you connect
tell me of dreams under the moon
i love you. but forget this
you will hear it again soon
pass signals. lines won't stop you
hurry dear we have until noon

lean forward, for the lost midnight kiss
i accept this
turn over, hold me close to your chest
i adore this
whisper, sincere notes of what’s next
i love this."

I wonder what I dreamed.

Valentine's Day

Tonight I felt love.
When I thought about Valentine's day this week I was fearful and depressed,
but in this moment I think about friends and family.

I am happy for the friends I have made in my life so far...

No matter where you are now I am thankful.

I love you for being that smile I need day to day.

Happy Valentines Day :]