sometimes being awesome happens if you're me

medical english.

take it if your a fan of using index cards. 

I must have really sensitive pits or something

Attention everyone.
there is a person who has changed my life more than anyone else.
and today is her birthday.
i've known miss erin lou for quite sometime now, and it is safe to say she changed my life.
she came into my life at a time when i was the most vulnerable.
i was lacking in the happy department,
but if you know erin, you know that she has plenty of happy to go around.
luckily, she shared some with me, and she is one of the reasons i got out of the black pit i was in.
she's beautiful, funny, she always knows exactly what to say and when to say it.
she's just spazy enough, and just serious enough.
she makes me want to be a better person when i'm around her, and luckily she doesn't mind it when i'm not at my best.
we take awkward pictures together. and i mean serious. bad. blackmail pictures.
she writes me letters because she knows i like mail.
she isn't embarrassed to be seen in public with me when i'm in my pajamas and my hair looks like and orphans.
we have sleepovers and watch her sixth grade play and gymnastic movies.
we go out to lunch and just talk.
i tell her my secrets.
she changed my life.
and i bet if you gave her the chance, she can change yours too.
because i've never met anyone quite like her.

happy birthday best friend.
i love you.
also, this is the best picture we have with eachother.
probs lets change that or something.

i'm ready for the snow

when dreams were made and used and wasted

there was a time when driving the suburban was a thrill,
and the swings were all i ever wanted to do.
when my hair was long and manageable,
and i believed my Hogwarts letter was en route.
writing in books was a sin, and i never needed to study.
a 27 was something to rejoice over, not mourn over.
fish were the best friends.
and white was worn often.
sleep was plentiful, and i read books for fun.
i had a favorite pair of shoes, and i rarely wore others.
i made up games to play,
and colored treasure maps.
high heels were a thing of the unforeseeable future.
barbies went to dances, and if my ken doll ever lost his head,
he was sent on a mission until a replacement could be purchased.
wandering around the neighborhood collecting potato bugs was my favorite pass time.

things have been easier.

hippacrates was never a man i admired,

high waisted skirts were for grown ups.

math was simple, and i never dremnt of it.

college wasn't a high priority, and grades were even less of one.
the world was waiting for me to find myself.
piano playing was procrastinated,
the past was the past.
and now i laugh to keep from crying. 

my blog is dying.

fun facts or something like that.

fact: if i were to ever get a tattoo, it would be the deathly hallows.
fact: i put butter on m pop tarts
fact: my fish is dead
fact: i drive in my snuggie
fact: i've seen every twilight movie at midnight
fact: i could probably live on popcorn
fact: plays make my heart sing
fact: dinner is my favorite meal
fact: i often sing children of eden, joseph and the amazing techi colored dream coat, and prince of egypt to myself in seminary
fact: shrek the musical is in my car
fact: hoodless sweatshirts are my prefered attire
fact: i like to be driven
fact: harry potter is my past, present, and future.

shoulderpad ectomy

i bought myself some new clothes.

two blazers.

that happened.

and, please notice the new police badge. 

probably i love it a ton. 

and my bright yellow sports bra, because who needs real bras?

yeeeee!

if i were a bell i'd go ding dong ding dong ding!!!

I made a wish at eleven eleven.

its possible i'm a terrible person.

this basically sums up how i feel about some people...

blog makeover.
it's happening.
if i ever find the time,
or motivation.
ideas will be accepted.

and the walls come tumbling down

i feel disappointed.
i believe in jinxes.
and i broke rule number one.
homework has consumed my life.
sadies.
obviously i'm a procrastinator to the max.

secret obsession

i have a secret obsession of wisdom teeth videos.
sometimes i watch random peoples all day long.

someday i hope to be this funny.

i love you mommy i love you mommy i love you mommy

awkward encounters in the hall
navels
one tree hill
speed anatomy
fuzzy socks
brownies
journal writing
leather jackets
lucky underwear
braids
hoodless sweatshirts
trench coats
scarves
cowboy boots
halloween candy
sweet pea body lotion
navy pens
surprise dinners
blog stalking
young women
toasty drives
leaves
freshly picked apples

for christmas i'm asking for a sewing machine.
sometimes i get the urge to sew.
its like whatever though.
i'm completely normal like that.