Tuesday, June 30, 2009

So he is leaving, my big giant. I am going to miss him so much. He is someone I really can’t imagine my life without, and now, he is leaving. He always lifts me up and carries me around and he makes me laugh. He sat beside me in the plane when I flew for the first time. He was with me when I had the greatest experience of m life. He gave me all these amazing memories that I am never going to forget. I love him, and the thought of him, not being there, sitting next to me every day, making me smile is saddening me. I think that it is so unfair! I really don't think that stunt was necessary. they could just have told him, that he would be kicked out if he didn't start to take this seriously. how am I going to go through last year of high school when he is not wiht me? I don't know.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

"and you'r singing the song, thinking this is the life, and you wake up in the morning and you'r head feels twice the size, where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?"

- you rock my world C!

Friday, June 12, 2009

He is tall, and slim, and has dark blond hair. He has dark brown eyes, deep as the deepest ocean, and when he smiles i can't do anything but smile too. I have come to need him like the air i breath. And i have come to love him like a friend i'v always had. I know that i am important to him, but i don't know, if he knows how important he is to me. He is much more like me than i had ever thougt possible. He loves to read, he watches discovery and national geographic. He likes the shows about mega constructions and cars, and we almost have the same taste in music.
He is smart, and he knows things that are interesting to know. He knows when it's time to grow up, and does what has to be done, to get there. He takes resposibility for his actions, and is not afraid to admit that he cries. He is the most adorable boy i know, and i am so greatful that i am his friend, and he is mine. I don't know what i have done to deserve him, but thank you.

Sunday, June 07, 2009

A dream is a wish your heart makes...

How am I supposed to live a normal life when I dream away all the time? - If I wasn't such a dreamer I would have it easier. I think. I mean, everyone daydream once and a while, but I just can't stop if I get started. And it's hurting me every time I come back to reality.

I think that's why I love to read so much. I can dream away while I'm reading, and then when I stop reading, it won't be so bad. That sometimes helps. I wish that I could be different sometimes. Just so that it would be a little easier to live.