Home for the Turkey Day

Hello hello.

After spending the larger part of today on an airplane I have some news to report.

The first bit is I made it safely home (hooray!) and I am blogging from my awesome bed in my even awesomer room (bigger hooray!).

{Image via Google Images}

The next pieces of news aren't so much news as things I observed today that should not be done in an airport.

One.

After you make it through airport security, please put your shoes back on your feet.

It is unacceptable to roam around a public place in your socks. Even if they are turkey socks in the spirit of the holiday. It's even more inappropriate to go into the bathroom wearing said socks. Ick.

Two.

Letting your children run down the little hallway thingy that leads to the plane (I have no idea what these are called..) is not ok. They will inevitably trip and fall and land flat on their face. Then I will inevitably laugh and make myself seem like a terrible person for laughing at children.

Three.

Picking your nose. It's not really ok in any public place. But airports especially. Thats right. I saw you, dude. Now, I understand that sometimes you just really got to take care of some business up there but you know that everyone in airports are watching other people, so if you get the urge just go to the bathroom, go in a stall, and use some toilet paper. This way no one will judge you.

Four.

Shouting into your phone for twenty plus minutes. I'm sorry, but let's be honest. No one other than your mother cares that you didn't get the lead role in your musical. Please keep these heartbreaking stories to yourself and not yell them in my ear. It would be greatly appreciated. You seemed like a really nice person, but I was really wanting to sit on your face because my eardrums were hurting.

Also, let me just note. Southwest has the funniest flight attendants. Seriously! Every time I get on the plane and they're giving me the safety information, I'm cracking up. I probably look like a huge dork and maybe some one is writing a blog post about how laughing hysterically at emergency exits and overhead compartments is not acceptable. I understand. I would too, if I were you. But I am not so I shall continue laughing my booty off until someone turns around and tells me to shut up, and even then I probably won't.

Now that we have learned these lessons it's time for us all to go to sleep.

Night dawgs.

{Twenty.Five}

Erin over at Living in Yellow posted 25 facts about herself yesterday and inspired me to do the same.

Check hers out here

So here goes.

I'm going to try really hard to come up with things you don't already know and things that are actually interesting.

One.

When eating oreos, I always have to smell the bag before I can eat them. Which by the way, if you've never smelled a bag of oreos, go buy some, open them, smell them, and then eat. It makes the whole oreo expierence that much better

Two.

I am only decent at math. I am really good at geometery. But math and I have a troubled past. It all started in fourth grade when my class was made up of child prodigies. Seriously, more than have of the class are now attending Ivy Leauge schools. So needless to say, I was kind of an oddball there. And math and I needed some time, but these kids were clearly genuises and learned way too fast for me. So long division and I had some troubles and then the troubles built up from there and it wasn't until geometery that I ever enjoyed math again.

Three.

I don't like salad dressing. The only time I will ever touch the stuff is when I get a turkey sandwich from a pizza place nearby. They serve their sandwiches with greek salad dressing and the comibination of that and the turkey and cheese is excellent. Bascially its heaven in my mouth.

Four.

I've never broken a bone or sprained anything. I've only ever been to the hospital when I got a concussion and when I got glitter in my eye. The first was a legitmate injury. The second was mostly embarassing.

Five.

I have a thing for boats. I love being on the water and feeling the wind blow my hair and the ocean spray hit my face.

Credit: Google Images

Six.

I'm not afraid of many things. My biggest fear is my house burning or someone breaking in. And even those I am only somewhat scared of.

Seven.

Speaking of people breaking in, I have recently become afraid of being in a house alone. I never had problems with it until I went back home for the first time and I stayed by myself one day. I was freaking out. I almost had a panic attack. I wasn't even really afraid of someone breaking in, I just didn't like being alone.

Eight.

I currently do not have a credit card and I am trying to postpone having one for as long as possible because I hate the idea of spending money I don't have.

Nine.

I am really bad at asking for help. I'm very stubborn and refuse to ask until I can't resist any longer.

Ten.

I didn't start drinking soda until I was about 13. The carbonation really upset my stomach and I didn't like the way it felt in my mouth. I would only drink milk or lemonade or water.

Eleven.

I do not like airplanes. I am not afraid of flying, but I don't like being confined in the airplane with no way to get out of the plane and stretch my legs. I would rather spend an entire day in the car than fly somewhere, but sometimes this isn't possible and I have to fly.

Credit: NASA

Twelve.

I can't stand my natural hair. It can't make up its mind whether or not it wants to be curly or straight and ends up just kind of poofing out.

Thirteen.

I am really quiet around people I don't know well and I am not very good at making new friends.

Fourteen.

I always think that I love gumball machines and so I spend a quarter and I get the gumball only to remember that I don't like that kind of gum.

Fifteen.

I am terrible about remembering to eat. I get caught up in whatever I am doing and I skip meals on accident.

Sixteen.

I am beginning to feel fat because the only facts I can come up with involve food.

Seventeen.

I like being in charge of things, but I am afraid of stepping on peoples toes. This makes for a bad combination and is why I am not generally the person in charge.

Eighteen.

I always try and please people. I hate it about myself, but I don't know how to change it.

Nineteen.

I will always answer my phone if it is ringing. Even if I don't know who the person is. I like getting phone calls.

Twenty.

I love writing and recieving letters. I really enjoy going to the mailbox and finding a letter from a friend. I appreciate the effort it takes to sit down and write a letter. It's so much more personal that an email.

Twenty-one.

I don't like drinking alcohol and I have never been drunk.

Twenty-two.

I am very indecisive and I don't have very many favorite things. I like a lot of things. I am better at knowing what I don't like than what I do like.

Twenty-three.

I love driving with my windows rolled down.

Twenty-four.

I like making lists and plans. I am generally very organized.

Twenty-five.

I have a really hard time keeping my room at home clean. My dorm room is almost always spotless but my room in Sugar Land is always a disaster.

Creativity

Sup.

First off I would like to say, I am very jealous of and very angry at the people who get to leave for thanksgiving break today.

Not cool.

Wait till tuesday like the rest of us.

Jerks.

Just kidding.

I wish I was you, so you aren't jerks.

So I always read these awesome blogs with do it yourself this or do it yourself that and then I get on Pinterest and I see more of this DIY stuff.

Ya know, maybe I don't want to do it myself.

This is a lie.

I really really do want to do it myself.
I am just incapable.

Seriously.

I struggle with following directions.

I once tried to follow the directions to make an origami crane out of a dollar bill and I ended up with this:

Needless to say, it didn't turn out as crane.

Clearly I am not good at these do it yourself type projects.

And I certainly would never be able to come up with one on my own.

But blogging has made me determined.

So yesterday when I stumbled upon a new project idea I decided to try it.

It's a composition book turned into an art journal!

I chose this one mostly because it looks super fun.

But also because since most of it is up to my creativity I shouldn't be able to screw it up as bad as the origami dollar...

Anyways, the blog I found it on is great.

Seriously, go check her out.

She has some great stuff.

You can find her here



Twice in One Day?!

Back again!

Ever since I got back on here, I haven't been able to take myself away.

I've been catching up on reading my favorite blogs and finding new ones.

And I just happened to stumble upon a blog and now I've decided to participate it her link up party.

And I decided I want to particpate.

This summer I started a journal.

I've never been one to keep a diary or journal.

But after I started mine I realized why so many people do it.

I try and write down all the things I am thankful for in it.

Almost every night I make a list of the moments that made me appreciate being alive.

And so today, in the spirit of Thanksgiving and being grateful, I'm going to share the things I am most thankful for.

In no particular order:

One

My sweet, loving family.

My mother is my very best friend. She always has been and she always will be. Her and I have a relationship that I wouldn't give up for anything. She supports me in everything I do and she loves me no matter what. She's the best thing I could ever have asked for. She taught me so much without even meaning to. The way she leads her life inspires me to be a better version of myself. What I love the most about her, is that we can joke around and have fun together in a way that most mothers and daughters can't. She knows me better than anyone.

My brother is pretty great too. Even though he can be a pain in the butt, I would stand up for him no matter what. We fight all the time. And not just the yelling and screaming kind, we punch and kick and really go at it. But growing up with a brother like him taught me to be patient and kind. When we aren't fighting, we have a great time together. We always watch movies or play video games together. It's pretty great. I even enjoy our fights sometimes.

Two

My faith

I don't honestly know where I would be today if my faith hadn't been such a big part of my life. I am not perfect and I have my doubts, but God has helped me through so many rough patches and without His guidance, I wouldn't be the person I am today. I always had an easy childhood and never really had to lean on God, until I started suffering. I had a rough junior year of high school and it really hurt me. God was there every step of the way to hold me and tell me I was going to be ok.

Three

My Dad

My relationship with my dad has been far from easy. We don't really know how to talk to each other. When I was younger I wanted nothing more than to be a daddy's girl, but it just didn't work out that way. Him and I clash on so many things. I try to not talk too much about my relationship with him on here because it's something that hurts me a lot to talk about. I hope that one day he and I can have a stronger relationship. But he's taught me a lot as well. He has shown me that everyone has their own way of loving and it may not be how you want it but if its the only way they know how its what you have to work with. I've learned a lot about life through watching him. Mostly that no matter how much you love your job, your family should always come first. Things aren't guaranteed and you have to work hard to keep the things you want in your life.

Four

Dance

As I've mentioned before, dance was my whole life. Even though at the end, I was so burnt out that I couldn't stand it, it taught me so much. I learned discipline, determination, achievement, strength, courage, and so much more. Dance showed me what it was like to be good at something. It showed me true passion in a way I'd never seen before. Although that phase in my life is over, I am glad that it happened. I loved it while it lasted and I wouldn't change a thing about it.

Five

This blog

I started this blog as way to help myself. I had been struggling for a while. I wanted something that could help me release all the things I'd been feeling and become more positive. So that's what I set out to do. Blogging introduced me to a ton of things. My favorite being Pinterest. (I'm completely addicted). It also showed me that everyone has problems and that what you do to make them better is up to you. Feeling sorry for yourself gets you no where, you have to take control of your own story.

Six

Keegan

Him and I have been going through a rough patch, but it's taught me a lot. You have to be willing to do anything for the people that mean the most to you. He's my first love and I would love if he is my last. He makes me a better version of myself. We bring out the best in each other. He makes me laugh on a daily basis and is always supportive of me. I can't describe how much he means to me. I know it's hard for people to take it seriously when I say he's the one I want forever when I am only 18 but I think that true love is ageless. It doesn't matter if you're 15 or 50, if you find the person who you're meant to be with, then you should hold on to it with everything you have.

Seven

All the little things

Everyone has their vices that help them get through the day.

I'm a big fan of chocolate.

So I am thankful for every little thing that keeps me going throughout the day.

Especially the days that are hard, because sometimes its the little things that make it worth continuing.

I'm sorry this post was so long, but I've really missed blogging!



Truth time

Hello, hello.

I know that i keep making promises that I'll try and be a better blogger.

I really do intend to keep them.

Except something always comes up.

I will work on this.

In all honesty, I've had major writers block.

These past few weeks have been yucky.

My emotions have been all over the place.

Usually this gives me a lot that I want to say.

But I just haven't been able to find the words.

For this I am really sorry.

I won't make any more promises to keep blogging and then break them.

From now on, I am not going to blog everyday.

I am only going to blog when I have something I feel like I need to say.

I don't know what I want from this blog anymore.

When I started it, I was so excited and it taught me a lot of things about myself.

But now, I'm not sure what it means for me anymore.

I want this blog to be special so I'm going to take the time to figure out what it is to me and where I want it to go from here.

I hope you all have a very nice week.

I am looking forward to catching up on my blogging.