Monday, June 27, 2011

with a little bit o bloomn' luck

i, cammie rachelle, hereby promise to spend my summer wrecking this journal.
cheers.
p.s.
my fair lady has been playing in my mind for this whole day.
it's possible i'm really excited for the highschool to preform it this year.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

expecto patronum

i would think of the time we walked to your house, when the rain was falling, but there were no clouds.
i would think of the time we built a fort out of sticks, and listend to jane eyre, and talked about things that we had no control over.
i would think of the time we played settlers of catan, and i finally beat you.
i would think of the time we chalked the drive way in the rain.
i would think of the time we sat in the car for carpool, and danced like gangsters.
i would think of the time we played idiot and you yelled, "I hate christmas."
i would think of the time we saw sunset bulivard and you understood how much i love musicals.
i would think of the time i got mad at you because you wouldn't put frosting from your cinamin roll on your mouth, and realizing how stupid that was.
i would think of the time we saw twilight at midnight and we sang 'i'm a little teapot' in front of everybody.
i would think of the time we went to zupas instead of going to school.
i would think of the time we "slept" in my fort.
i would think of the time we sat in the spiny chair during reading round up and sang walking in memphis.
i would think of the time we were at the lake, and there was a leach on me.
i would think of the time we canoed to the "hotel."
i would think of the time we sat up at night telling jokes at youth confrence.
i would think of the time we got stuck in the haunted elevator.
i would think of the time we crocheted blankets while watching friends.
i would think of the time we were in an earthquake in california.
i would think of the time we got lost on space mountian.
i would think of the time we ate training table in our beds.
i would think of the time we sat on your bed, and she peed her pants because there wasn't any popcorn.
i would think of the time we bought a huge balloon that wouldn't fit in my car so we stuck it out the sun roof.
i would think of the time we sat on your curb and you let me cry.
i would think of the time we stuck our arms out the sun roof when it was raining.
i would think of the time we bought chalk and bubbles with the cents in dads car.
i would think of the time we bought apple cider and sang in the heights while we drank straight from the bottle.
i would think of the time we laughed for hours about that commercial.
i would think of the time we hosed down a beehive infront of  your house because we wanted him to come out.
i would think about the time we bet about harry potter and i won.
i would think of the time we were happiest.
yeah.
i could totally take down any dementor.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

we all lead such elaborate lives

60 seconds.
its seems like no time.
but when you ask someone for a minute, it's hardly ever given to you.
so lets all give a minute today.
because it's only 60 seconds.

Monday, June 20, 2011

the lucky penny

once, while at work, i gave a kid all of the change in my car so he could buy doughnuts. but apperantly pennies were usless to him, so i was left with a handful of pennies.
so as i was scraping gum off the sidewalk around the pool, i droped all the pennies.
with the head side facing up for good luck.
i think it's going to become a tradition.
plus, finding a lucky penny makes everyone's day brighter.
and leaving lucky pennies made my day brighter.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

because your love is like a giant pigeon, crapping on my heart

today i had the unexplainable urge to cover my whole face with eye shadow.
so i did.
cheers.

fathers day

instead of spending fathers day with his darling children, my dad decided to go here.
the reason it looks so familiar is because this is where voldemort killed lilly and james, and where dear harry became the boy who lived.
go watch the first movie, and you will see what i mean.
i'm so jealous of this.


Saturday, June 18, 2011

you make me happy when skies are grey

today i painted my fingernails grey.
it's fine.
and i think that the mask of zoro is my favorite movie.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

the birthday and the anniversary

yesterday was my daddy's birthday.
i love him.
he's funny, and smart, and teaches me a whole lot of stuff.
he's in London right now, doing something awesome.
and i miss him.
he's my daddy and i love him.
and happy six months to my Honda.
it seems like yesterday when this happened and i thought i would never be able to love a car again.

Monday, June 13, 2011

working hard or hardly working

dear swim team.
please put your towels and such on the carpet that we've already vacuuming, not the one we are vacuuming when you get to the pool, or we will blow dust on your towels and like it.

working at five thirty is definitely  nothing like i have ever done before.
this morning i got stuck under a pool cover and hit myself in the head with a broom.
at least everyone else gets a kick out of it.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Hiccups are no fun.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

keeps um full, keeps um focused.

i wish i had a little mini wheater to sit on my shoulder and tell me things that are encouraging. that would be nice. that would be very very nice.
it's nice to have a clean car, and clean kitchen, and clean fish bowl.
it's nice to sit in the car with kevin after the ACT and talk about how it doesn't effect our whole lives. there are other options. there will always be a way.
it's nice to know that in a few days my best friend will be home.
girls camp is fast approaching, and it's nice to know that it will be fun if i make it fun.
it's nice to know that my lucky ring still has it's luck.
it's nice to know that my daddy is always there for me. ready to give me a blessing. all i have to do is ask.
it's nice to know that my library card has no fine, and i have no limits on what i can get.
it's nice to know that while i'm away at camp my mother will be here to take care of my fish.
it's just nice.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

omelets and the va-ca sway

its interesting how the days of summer can  be so different.
i spend some doing nothing,
some doing everything,
some with some people,
and some with others.
one things for certain though.
omelets are the best when made in faded green omelet makers,
everyone should take the time to buy a happy drink from a lemonade stand,
and old navy has the worst commercials.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

paper chains

they're not just for school days anymore.
25 days.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Sunday, June 5, 2011

dear ladies and gentleman

sometimes the things we plan don't turn out quite like we planned.  and thats okay. becasue sometimes the things we think we want aren't actually what we need. sometimes we have to have bad days to truly appreciate a good day when it comes. sometimes we have to have trials to grow. sometimes we have to have our hearts broken to have it fixed again. sometimes we have to have faith that everything will turn out like its supposed to.
there have been times in my short little life where i've had no control. where things i thought i wanted weren't working, and it was hard for me. but what i didn't realize was that my heavenly father was preparing me. he knew that just because it was something i wanted didn't make it the best for me. he knew that there was something better. something that would make me happier.
i've had my heart broken. i've broken my own heart. i've thought that nothing would ever be okay again. and everytime, my lord and savior, Jesus Christ, has mended my broken heart, or stopped my tears, or brought me the comfort i was seeking.
i don't always know whats best for me, but my savior does. because he truley does know me. better then i know myself. and this summer i'm trying my hardest to put my trust in him, so i can be shaped into the person he knows i can be.
if there were ever a time to ask for forgivness, it would be now. don't put it off. don't let it wait.
thats why i'm humbling myself today, and asking for forgivness.
to janna, for ever making  you feel like i love you least. i love you most. and i always want to around. i'm sorry for all the times i've made you feel unimportant. you are the one person other then my heavenly father who knows me the best. you always know what i need, and how i'm feeling. you give the best birthday presents ever because you take the time to find everyone something you know they will love. you are the best baby sister anyone could ever want.
to haley, for ever making you feel like i didn't care enough. i know i can sometimes get caught up in my own little world and i can make people feel like they don't matter. i'm sorry for ever making you feel like someone else was more worth my time. you are my best friend, and i couldn't ask for a better one. there is no excuse for how i make you feel sometimes.
to lindsey, for ever blaming you for things that weren't really your fault. i know that what happened happened for a reason, and that i had to learn something. i'm just glad that we've been able to move past it and become the friends we are now.
to bree, for ever hating you with no reason to. i'm sorry if i ever made you feel uncomfortable around me. i think i just needed someone to blame for things that i didn't want to blame myself for. i made a hasty decision without even getting to know you. i wish you the best of luck in your life, and i hope that one day i will be able to get to know you.
to my mommy, for ever making you feel like i don't appreciate everything you do for me.
to my daddy, for ever making you feel like i don't appreciate everything you do for me.
to amberly, for ever making you feel like my trials are more important than yours. i love you sis, and i can't think of anyone who is stronger than you, which is why i always turn to you in my time of need. but sometimes i let my trials over shadow yours.
to kendall, for causing you unneccessary grief. i know that i've made you feel stupid, or unappreciated, or like you don't matter to me, and i'm sorry. i never mean to hurt you. and i know that i do it to often. its something that i try to work on everyday. i hope you know that you are the best person i have ever met. without you i would go crazy. and i know that i sometimes make you feel like i don't care in the least, but let me tell you that i do. and i will fight like crazy to keep this friendship working.
to everyone else i may have offended in some way. whether it be great or small.
today my savior taught me something about myself. he taught  me that i hold grudges to easily, and i don't let go of the little things even if i say i have.
he taught me that i can be a hipocrite.
but i think that teaching me a flaw that i have can help me to become a better person.
i'm so grateful for everything in my life, even the trials. because they are what help me grow.
if there was ever a time to be happy, it would be now, so i'm going to let myself forget all the things that once weighed me down, and let my smile come back out.
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in- forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day: begin it well and serenely and with to high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense.
Emerson

Saturday, June 4, 2011

my blue eyes blue

i'm addicted.
to putting things on my walls.
it's bad. and i often have to restrain myself from spending to much money on things i can only look at, but today i couldn't resist.
corck boards might be my biggest weakness.
they fill up fast, with things that i can't find myself to through away.
and mine were all full, so i splurrged and bought a new one.
it was four dollars.
and there was a blank space right there so it just seemed right.
and now i'm ready to fill it up with all sorts of summer things.
and i now have a pet fish.
named pigwidgeon.
at night i feed him and say, "night pig,"
and in the morning i feed him and say "good morn pig"
i love him.
he lives in a pickle jar in my window sill next to my plant in a tea cup.
and i took a million and a half pictures of him yesterday.
because i think he's my child or something.
its fine.
and he's definantly a keeper.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

one box of summer essentials please

you can't have summer without sidewalk chalk.
three cheers to the crayola chalk makers.