Monday, July 26, 2010

Recent activities

So, since I have been living away from home for the summer I found a new thing I LOVE to do! It's writting. I'm actually i the process of writting a book, a short book probably. The book isn't anything special, it's just a story. It's actually a story of some of my life experiences mixed with fictional, pure imagination, parts as well.

I'm really excited to finish it, and do some revision to it as well. Hopefully someday, when I get it all finished, I will be able to get the book published. It would be weird having a published book, and getting money from it too; but it wold be SOOO cool! I'm terrified to let anyoe read what I have written, because of the life experinces in the book.

No one knows about the experiences that I'm writting about, or a few selected people do, along with campers. But no family, not many friends, so it's terrifying to think what they will think of me. But I'm excited to finish the book, I can't wait to read from cover to cover.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

A few things I love

  1. Reading books
  2. writing in my journal
  3. Hanging with friends
  4. sunny days
  5. stars in the sky
  6. open fields
  7. babysitting
  8. running in the rain
  9. speeding in my car
  10. making people laugh
  11. book stores
  12. hugs from dad
  13. Twilight saga
  14. Teaching
  15. movie nights
  16. puppies
  17. shopping
  18. singing
  19. tennis
  20. lifting weights
  21. warm cookies and a glass of milk
  22. no bake cookies
  23. baking
  24. starbucks cafes
  25. bagels
  26. staying up late
  27. EIBC
  28. cabin dorcus
  29. sleeping in
  30. football; most sports really
  31. pearls
  32. coloring books
  33. texting
  34. chicken fingers
  35. shoes
  36. softball
  37. music

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Some of my favorite quotes

  • Love's involved with spending time together, but spending time apart, can lead to loving even more. ~Remember me 2010

  • You once told me, our figerprints don't fade from the lives we toch, Is that true for everbody, or is it just poetic bullshit? ~Remember Me 2010

  • Time passes. Even when it seems mpossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurcches and dreagging llls, but pass it does. Even for me ~ New moon 2006