Variety of Things

I have been going out with Nick for one month now as of last Wednesday. Last week we went to Elizabeth Town to go see Christmas in the park, and to go look at Christmas lights. It was also the night of the Christmas Party at school. The turn out didn't go so badly. People made ornaments, candy cane reindeer, decorate cookies, and made Santa clause out of fishing bobbers. This semester is coming to a closing, and I just got done taking my last final for the semester. These last few months have really flown by.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Years to everyone!

Nick and I

Nick and I are back together, and have been going out for about 3 weeks now. He is a red neck and country guy. He is slowly changing me into country, but I'm still going to be a city girl at heart who loves to do country stuff. For example; I like to go mudding, and off roading, and driving or riding through the creeks. It is amazing, and I am starting to love camouflage. The only thing that I can't stand but I am tolerating is dipping, or chewing. I met his family yesterday on his mom's side. I also met 2 of his uncles, and one of his aunt, and grandma on his dad's side. His cousin just got engage, and his cousin Cheslea is getting marry on Derby Day next year.

Rushing Into Things

I meant this really sweet country guy. I like him but I think I rush into things. I just got out of a 3 year relationship, a week goes by and I'm already in a new one. I told him we should take a step back and just be friends. I still like him, but it seem like us going out just happen. He knew more things about me then I thought he did, but I verly know anything about him. I know personal stuff and why he does the things that he does. I know that he deserves the best. I know that he country, and half irish, which is probably why I am attracted to him. Like the song saids "Girls Love Country Boys." He is really sweet and know how to treat a lady. Hopefully some day we will get another chance.

Losing a Shoe

One night I was in the Student Center watching 300, and then we watch the elections. I took my flip-flops off like I always do. I put my shoes by the couch, at least I thought I did. As I get up to leave, I can't find my left shoe. "You got to be kidding me." I search and search for it. I even look in the piano. I even asked my friends to give my shoe back, apparently they didn't take it. I guess maybe I should leave a pair of my shoes in my friends room. Last night I took my shoes off during the coffeehouse; the comedian show. I made sure my shoes were in front of me the whole time. I still haven't find my flip flop.

when will they learn?

When will men learn to listen to ladies and learn that we are right most of the time? A group of my friends and I went to the pet store to go see some puppies and other animals. On the way back I mention that I like Ski (a soft drink), so we stop at a gas station so I can get a Ski. We are on US 150 when the car said low fuel and the gas tank said empty. I noticed it and tried telling him that he needed gas, and (he) the driver said it was find. Like I said, he needed gas. We had to pull over to the side of the road and wait for somebody to bring us gas. Next time, he will listen, hopefully.

Pain

I wear shades to hide the pain that he cause me. I say nothing is wrong when people ask me, but in reality I'm depress. Every love and break up song on the radio reminds me of him. I thought he was stronger than this. How can you still have feelings for someone but at the same time can't be with them? We were supposed to celebrate our 3 years anniversity next month. Our 3 years was 10-22-08. Almost every picture that I have is of him. I guess an hour away from each other is a long distance relationship. Bright side, at least we are still best friends.

Goofing Off

Have you ever fallen, but you didn't know what just happen? You ask yourself so many question. When you do fall, you feel no pain; even when you look at your hand or your leg and see a scrape or a cut. So yesterday, I was hanging out with some of my friends. Then all of a sudden, my friend wanted my phone; I didn't want to give it to him. I took off running; he was chasing me. He didn't catch up with me until I slid on the sidewalk. One moment I'm running; the next moment I'm laying down on the sidewalk on my side. I am thinking to myself, "what just happen?"My friend walk over and ask if I was okay. They saw my hand, and one of my friend had a first aid kit. Thank goodness. They help me put medicine, and a band-age on my hand. It isn't a scrape, at least I don't think it is. I mean a little bit of my skin came off. One of my friend look up and saw my eye; I was like "what?" Now my right eye has a scrape underneath of it. I am still trying to figure out how I got two really small scrape on my left hand. I can understand my right hand, and I guess my right eye, because I did slid on my right side.