Who woulda thunk?

I'm in complete like with a guy that I absolutely can't stand. He drives me up the wall crazy and gets on my everlast nerve

That was what I thought at sometime on the date of 5/4/10

Now, I've met some new people and one in particular, that I thought I wouldn't get along with, really has me smitten! I smile at the thought of him. He's flawed. Everyone is, but his flaws are so precious! I haven't thought that about a guy since I really started liking Mac. This boy makes me nervous, but I'm still more at ease with him than I was with Mac. He's introverted and quirky, but I just love that to death! It's so different. He's so different. Not even my type, and let me tell you, I stick to my type! I don't know, maybe this is to prove something. I made a comment to my Bible study leader a few weeks ago saying something to the effect that I wouldn't go for a guy unless I was really attracted to him physically. I wasn't attracted to him at first, then I realized how cute he really was. He isn't conceited. He's calm. He's not all about girls(that I know of). So much different than Mac! And I like it. I didn't think I would, but I like it. Him. A lot! Of course, there is one similarity between new guy and Mac...the worst one of them all....he's a graduate too. In fact, he'll probably be going far away for college. Unlike, Mac. That's a sucky thought, let me tell ya. I don't know. God has a plan for me, and though I don't think it involves any boy right now, there is one out there for me alter in life. And I'm content with that. Which is lovely. I think I'll read some now, love you all.
-LizzieB

Life, lately.

Wow, I haven't written in a while. Let me catch you up...
April 17-18
GREAT WEEKEND!
Competition in Chattanooga, TN. Slept at the Holiday Inn Express, partied in the Sheraton-Read House. It's "haunted". It has hott bell hop&valet boys;) Mhm. I hung out with this kid I used to like all weekend(I heard after the fact he liked me too). Thank heavens nothing ever formed out of that. Everyone was fighting. I was Switzerland. People liked me that weekend. I didn't do my solo but got the judge's choice special award of Great Stage Presense and Potential! Chosen as a YDA(Youth Dance Ambassador) for nationals in Savannah. I'll get to learn an extra dance, take free classes, get my picture in a book, and get a free t-shirt! YES. I was really happy with myself that weekend. It was all God though, to Him be the glory.

After that there was my getting my license! Eeeek! I was so excited. And nervous. I had to drive for like 15 minutes! The one in my town is only like 5 minutes long. Crazy. But I guess that makes me a good driver ;) Just kidding. But yeah, driving is amazing. I have more opportunites to witness and everything! :D

Also, I have a few new really good friends. Dance girls, mind you. I haven't had a real friend at the studio since beginning of my freshman year. When all of my "popular" girl friends changed and I didn't feel like "keeping up" with them anymore. Sorry for all of the quotation marks haha.

It's been over a year since I've rededicated myself to Christ. I mean I was saved, but I wasn't taking it seriously for the longest time. I haven't streaked, cursed, made out(with randoms and nobodies), kissed(random boys like I said, mind you), flashed, snuck out, mooned, or stolen anything! Yeah, I kinda sucked before the big change. Praise the Lord!

But I think that's all that's been going on. Just dance, work, school and such! life moves on!

xoxo, LizzieB

What would your dream job look like?

Something in the field of helping people. With a big enough paycheck to support myself comfortably. While pleasing God....yep, dream job right there!

Be creative and ask a question!

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A lot about nothing.

I need to find a gym I like.

I was doing so well losing weight, then I went to Chattanooga where all of the good food is....*sigh*...I'm so off my schedule.

I landed a part in the Wizard of Oz musical. I've already been Dorothy, this time I'm her arch nemisis(sp?), Wicked Witch of the West! Wooohooo for mean characters that put me out of my comfort zone! One of my good friends, Sarah, got Dorothy. I'm very happy about that too, cause she deserved it and I wanted her to get it so very much!

I spent almost all of last weekend with this kid I liked....thank heavens we never dated. I would've had to punch myself in the face repeatedly. Haha!

I got my license Monday, so I've been going nonstop around town.
No wrecks, tickets, or anything else bad yet!

I don't like anyone right now. Which is kind of boring but kind of nice at the same time.

Although I do need to meet new people. I;m trying to get at this kid my friend knows. Not really "get at" him....just make nice ;)

I need to go to Lafayette.

Randomitity, in words.

So I've been inspired to seek out new music, and by doing so I've ran out of space on my ipod. That I've had for two years or more...I need an upgrade.

Also, my getting my license has yet again been postponed thanks to worldly people that randomly decide to break into DMVs! And of all nights they picked the night before my driving test. Awesome. Although, I have this fear of driving alone. First cause I have dreams involving me driving and wrecking. Two dreams of which I can recall killing two of my friends as they were passengers. Second, I'm scared that my vehicle will break down in some desolate area in Kentucky and I'll be picked up by a serial killer. Yeah, not morbid. I know. So in a way I consider it God protecting me from being a damage to myself and others by my not getting my license on time.

I didn't eat dinner tonight. I did bake a cake though. I had to shave off some parts to make it flat too, so I ate the remnants. How healthy.

I'm hoping to get a car this Christmas. That's all I want. Not kidding. A car.

I really hope that my church sends me to this leadership camp I've been dreaming of going to since I was in elementary school. That'll be in the summer...right before Centrifuge! That I am for sure going to :D

I applied for a job at Plato's Closet. My boss seems confident that I won't get it. But I've already scored an interview. Ah! My first real job interview! I'm so excited. Yes, I do work at CiCi's now, but I didn't apply to work there. I walked in, knew the manager, and he hired me on the spot. That's possibly why I don't get in trouble at work. Ever.

I'm having a hard time coping with my serious facebook addiction. I mean I'm not even kidding. I can't get enough of it!

Anyway that's enough for now. I love you and so does Jesus!

Random facts about Breezy.

*Green is my favorite color.
*I hate the color pink.
*I like meeting new people.
*I can be insanely conceited.
*I love concerts.
*I never want to move out of the state of Tennessee.
*I love being southern.
*Accents are always cute in my book.
*I think blonde boys are unattractive. There are some exceptions though.
*I like guys that are like me.
*I find that last fact conceited.
*I'm indecisive on small things, but really decisive on big things.
*I want to be in the medical field, but Obamacare is making me rethink that.
*I love kids.
*I love people.
*Science and History are my strongest school subjects.
*I like small towns.
*I used to be a real southern country girl.
*I cut the neck out of most of my t-shirts. It's a dancer thing.
*Driving scares me.
*I have a hard time being nice to guys.
*I'm sarcastic 99.9% of the time.
*I was just kidding about the last one. More like 60.5% of the time.


That was ridiculously pointless. But I felt like writing it! Enjoy!

New Perspective

I definitely hate not getting what I want. I know that's bratty of me, and recently I've realized what a brat I am. I demand and beg until I get what I want. That's not cool. Sad thing too, I usually manipulate and end up getting what I want. How awful! I wasn't even planning on writing about that, I was going to write about a boy. Wow. I guess I'm asking you to keep me accountable and not give me what I want. But anyway, on the subject of wanting....there's this boy. My close friends know who he is. I think he's great, I just love him to death. And recently, I've realized that I don't NEED him like I thought I did. I went a week without talking to him, and I barely thought about it. It's nice to want and like someone, but yet not be obsessive anymore. Cause I definitely was obsessed. He's so precious to me. I love every little thing about him. I wish I didn't. But I do. And now I'm not depressed everytime we don't talk. But I do enjoy the times we do talk, so much I can hardley stand it. It did bother me a smidge when he didn't care that I was talking about this one new boy friend of mine. He was actually proud of me for making a new friend. But it's okay. I realize that I can't have him and that it won't ever happen. Life will move on, and I'll find God's guy for me one day....

What's on my mind.

So today, well actually it was yesterday, Thursday is the usual day that this fine looking young man comes in to eat at my work. He is fine. I know a lot of people in my town. They may or may not know me or know of me but I know them and know of them. Yes, I know all of the key players in the saga of this drama. Really there are two groups. The party clique. And the ones that don't party clique. It's rare when one member of the one's that don't party are caught hanging with the ones that do. And usually the party clique starts "recruiting" at 7th grade. The upperclassmen decide what freshmen they like, and start hanging out with them and inviting them to parties. Then once in, the freshmen decide what middle schoolers they like and hang out with them occaisionally.....and summer is when the beginning of the partying starts. The partying just gets more hardcore as you grow. Anyway, I really was surprised that I didn't know this kid. I knew his fb friends, I knew his buddies he came in with, and I certainly knew most of his senior class. But I was so stunned not knowing him. Of course I have connections so I found out the dirty details. Let me tell ya, homie needs some disipline. (We all do, but party boys and girls especially) To my unpleasent surprise he turns out to be a drinker, no, a drunkard. If they drink, they definitely party. That's just how it is around here. Of course, the one guy I might think is remotely decent turns out to be a douche. Which makes my affection towards another boy much stronger.....great. I also had to ask myself a question today. I was at the mall, and with it being spring break here the highschoolers are running wild. Just WILD. I saw so many around the mall with cigarettes tucked in their mouths. And just a bunch of black haired, long pants with chains, devil worshipper looking bodies aimlessly chillin in the mall. I thought to myself: Elizabeth, why are these kids so hopeless. Why are they so rebelious? So crude and uncaring? Then I remembered a portion of the video lesson from Wednesday night Bible study. It was the Harris twins talking about their (amazing) book "Do Hard Things". They mention about how our generation just isn't expected to be civilized and obey the rules. And hey, as long as you're popular, you're good right? Ha, wrong! I know that I often times I forget, and measure my standards up to christian adults that I respect and admire, but that's not right. The only standards I should ever be reaching to meet is God's. And though I'll never make that perfect standard I've at least got to a)Try and b)stop comparing myself to other teenagers and adults! But really, another thing is what is good these days? Wordly good, I think, is equivilant to worldy success. Being outwardly nice(so you have friends), having the nice things(to impress your friends), and maybe even some charity work. Oh and your kids getting good grades and hanging out with "the good crowd" doesn't hurt either. It's so baffling how the devil entices you with sin so easily. You don't even know it's sin. You just see it as what everyone else is doing and hey, it's all good. That's also where the subject of happiness falters. Cause the only true thing in your heart that can give you peace and give you hope, is Jesus Christ. Cause if the Holy Spirit's livin in ya, you possess the Fruit of the Spirit. Galatians 5:22-23 But the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Against such things there is no law. And since I posess those, even though certain ones may be weak at times, shouldn't I do something about this teenage rebellion? I mean, I'm one girl, but Phillipians 4:13 says, I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. Doesn't that mean I can? Hmmm now, just where to start....

im sur dat u an mizermuzic @ lest lik 1 another.. u act lik u hav crushs.

HA! It's this thing we have called a legitimate boy-girl friendship. Just cause we're best friends and we tell each other things, doesn't mean I'm going to be in love with him. Trust me, we both have our hearts set on other people....

Be creative and ask a question!

Sweet Sixteen the size of a gourmet cupcake.

After the bad, there was some good.

1. Mom and I went to Buffalo Wild Wings, a place I've always wanted to go, and it was amazing!


2. I walked into Macy's, went to the dress section, found an adorable short, teal, number, in my size for.....27 dollars and some change. I tried it on, loved it! And then bought it.

3. Found a bunch of cute things at forever21....including another dress for prom...I just had to buy it, just had to! It's always good to have a backup!


4. I'm not a name brand kind of girl, but I really wanted an Abercrombie and Fitch sweatshirt.
So I searched, and all hoodies&sweatshirts were on sale! So I found a sweatshirt I liked, in my size, and in green! My favorite color! But, unfortunetly, it was on the very top shelf. So I went around the corner and found an incredibly attractive boy that helped me get a hold of it :) Mmmm he was great!

5. I got home. Recieved a card from Logan and his family, went to Kroger, got my mom's friend, and my birthday buddy, a cake, then went to wal-mart with Log in his new car! Yes, needless to say, all of that was grrreat!

March 8-9-10

So I've been tanning a lot the past few days, and I don't know why, but laying in the sun makes me feel really good. Being outside makes me feel good. But anyway. Today's the 10th of March. I went to work for a whole two hours today and some man(which I couldn't decide whther he was creepy or not), told me I was a "beautiful young lady". Complements embarrass me. Probably because I feel like I don't deserve them. Reason being? I used to be really conceited, so I dumbed my self down and focused heavily on my imperfections so I wouldn't be conceited anymore. I still have those cocky days. But lately I've just been having confidence and security in myself. It's a really nice thing too, let me tell ya. Tomorrow is my 16th birthday. I'm really praying and hoping that my new friend Amanda will get to meet me at Western to visit our buds at their convention thing. I bought this really pretty long dress-convertable skirt-thing to wear, and I'm also hoping that I won't look silly in front of these kids haha. I'm in such a good mood. I love reading Romans 12, and Psalms 1, 2, and 3. They're such good chapters. And Psalms 3 is really good to read when you're feelin like the world's attacking you. I love Jesus. I love life, too. I think I'm going to go have a glass of water now though, so I'll write again once something more exciting happens! Peace out, yo.
<3 LizzieB

This weekend:

Friday
12:45pm-Meet at church
1:30pm-Leave church for Smashville! :)
3pm-Check into hotel, grab a bite to eat, wait in line at the municipal.
4:30-6:30pm-Session one of the Youth Evangelism Conference!
Hopefully I'll run into some Clarksvillians and Josh Sorah!
7-10pm-Shopry Mills. Glow golf. Nuff said.
11pm-what?-PARTY.....I hope I get fun roomates.
6:30am-Wake up and get ready.
7:30am-Leave my church behind and go with mom to HHS for Thunderstruck!
(My dance competition)
9am-11am-Get hair in a ballerina bun, eat, get costumes ready, dawn stage make-up(yuck!), make signs, cheer for my teammates, embrace the beauty that is dance.
12pm-Quiet time for practicing, praying, and warming up.
12:30pm-Backstage!!!!! Nervous, nervous, nervous!
12:45pm-Go on stage for my first dance of the day. "Hallelujah"-Senior Lyrical
12:48pm-Come of stage, catch my breath, discuss what was good and bad....hopefully
I remember to pull up and keep strong arms in my turns....oh and straight legs and pointed feet...mhmm.
1pm to 7pm-Dance, dance, eat, chill, practice, dance, dance, laugh, have fun, buy things, hopefully talk to Kevin, awards, eat with the dance girls possibly, go home.

YES, THE WEEKEND WILL BE OVER!
Then, I can look forward to Thursday, March 11, 2010...the day I turn 16 and the day I reunite with my favorites from a far away town! BG&UCA=loveee.

Sunday Drives and Frank Sinatra

Today was nice. I woke up around 8:30am and went to church. Momma told me to sit in the back cause we had to leave early so she didn't wanna make a scene. I sat in the very back pew against the wall below the sound booth, and Bro. Shep(our sweet former pastor, who is now Pastor Emeritus) sat with me. Then Mrs. Gini joined us. I felt so cool sitting with adults. I was wearing my black cowgirl boots, and when we left I asked if I could drive. Bad idea. Hitting the pedals hurt my feet SO BAD cause of the high heel. When I hit the gas pulling out of the parking lot of the church, I gunned it. By accident, of course. But still, mom's Bible was perched atop the dashboard and it flew in her lap.....she wasn't happy about that. So as I was driving I listened my to my favorite man, Frank. Mmmm I could hear "They Can't Take That Away From Me", "Strangers In The Night", and "Come Fly With Me", all day long. Then I came home. I got on fb for about an hour. Then I took a 31/2 hour nap! It was intense. I don't usually dream when I nap, but this time I did. I don't remember the beginning. But I remember driving on a really unsafe road with just my step dad. We were in either Philly, or Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. He then dropped me off at some corner store, where I met up with Holland. Odd. Then Holland picked me up, and before I knew it, we were flying over the City. I was so scared, and I was screaming at him and hitting him. Haha that was funny. Then we land and enter some really small diner in a bad part of town. There, Emily greeted me and gave me a bunch of dresses to try on. The bathrooms of this place were in just stalls in the room where you sat. Emily and I went into seperate stalls, where you could see over them into the restaurant. Holland sat at some booth and just waited. A bunch of creeepers were there and I was terrified I was going to get shot. Emily's selections weren't working so she came out. I really had to pee but I was scared since I felt so exposed. So, I changed into one of my dresses and joined Emily and Holland at the table. I don't remember what we were talking about but I know it was odd. Then some lady kicked us out, and I was flying with Holland again....I don't know where Emily went. Mid-flight back to wherever, I woke up. Which was good, cause I was really scared. Hahaha. Just thought I'd share that.
Now I'm on here and listening to my playlist cause I didn't go to church tonight. *sigh* I miss church. This weekend is YEC&&&Competition. I'm so nervous and excited. Well, this week's going to be stressful!

I'd rather feel something, than nothing at all.

It's February 26, 2010. Yes, my day sucked. And I don't even know how I feel. It's a mixture of hurt, confusion, and pathetic. Reason for hurt: My best friend for the past two years, has been lying to me. Awesome. And on top of that, she insinuates that I'm not trustworthy. I confront her about our problems, and she says half hearted "I'm sorrys" and says she can't do anything about it. That sucks. When we got offa the phone I didn't even say bye. I was ticked. I am ticked. Confusion&Patheticness: Boys. I want probably the only boy that I can't have and the most unhealthy one out there. And it doesn't help when I set Logan and Kaitlyn up and they work out, then Caleb and Emily both liking each other.....yeah, this could very well end badly. But oh well, I'm thinking positively. Haha not really, at least not tonight. I'll start over when I wake up tomorrow. I cried a lot tonight. Really just over my friend, but then everything came at me, you know how that is? Besides, I've needed a good cry. I've been holding a lot back so I could put a good front out there for my friends. At least I have a great relationship with my mother. And God. Well, that's rough right now too, cause I'm failing miserably, but that's my own fault. I need to get re-motivated. Oh and by the way, I talked to my guy(my stupid, stupid, guy) last night for about three hours. That was nice :) But he told me his favorite music and songs, so now, that's all I can listen to.....awesome.
Well, this is my blog full of negativity and selfishness. Hopefully, this'll be the first and last.
-LizzieB

DO IT, and make one while you're at it too(:

OH. MY. WORD.

Okay, so I'm bored right? So I think "hey let's logon to JR's facebook and see what he's been up to". JR is my ex best guy friend. We stopped being friends because too much physical things happened between us. And I'm not one for regretting, but I regret that night. Now, I didn't have sex with him. I just want to clarify that, I was just lost and insecure so I did some stupid things. My ex friends, Jeanette, Sarene, Lissa, JR, Jordy, and Graham are my past. Tonight at dance Sarene and Jeanette were talking about some people(as usual) and I was just sick of it! I mean, the girls they were talking about are SO sweet and kind people. I couldn't understand why they talked about them. And quite frankly, I'm so ready to go off on them! Cause as I was on JR's facebook(I didn't hack, I just know his password), I found out why they changed. And I am PROUD to say that I'm not cool, and that I don't hang out with them. Reason being, you may ask? THEY SMOKE WEED. I don't know about Sarene or Jordy. Sarene doesn't hang out with them much now. But the rest of them now drink, smoke, party, and have sex. That's the reason they were talking about those girls! Because they're not "cool". Because they're good, sweet, CLEAN girls, that actually have morals and standards. You know, I really liked Jeanette. Out of all of them she was my favorite cause she seemed so real. Like, despite everything I went through with all of them, she seemed to be a real friend. Then I read this:
JR: You using me to get weed wasn't helping either.
Jeanette: I told you straight up last night that all I wanted to do was smoke and go to Lissa's.
I was in shock. It was proof. Legit proof, that they're bad. And I realized that a long time ago, God brought me away from them so I could find true friends and not be a world girl. But never, NEVER, have I been so thankful than I am now. I mean think? If I had gone along with them, would I be alive right now? I mean alchohol is bad for your liver. I already have liver problems. JR drinks then drives. What if I had been with him while he was drunk driving? It scares me, but I'm so glad taht I was delivered from that. Now that I think about it, maybe that's why that regret happened. So I wouldn't stay friends with all of them. Wow. I really wanna write or tell them in person how stupid they are, but I know that it won't help matters. I just need to pray for them. It hurts though, I thought they were better than that. And, I know that people change, but back in 8th grade, we made fun of and disliked the highschoolers that did that stuff. Hmm....so crazy how life progresses. I'm so glad to have the friends I do now. So to you, Emily, Victoria, Caleb, Kirstin, Ryan, Logan, Kaitlyn, Ellen, Amandas, Ashleys, Cassee, Sam, Cody, and Leah. Thanks. For being who you are, and everything they're not. I love you all dearly, way to be amazing!
<3 LizzieB

Off on a tangant, she is....

So....it is, as I look to the right-hand corner of the bottom of my computer screen, 2:55am. Needless to say I am awake! Dude, last night I was....well, I don't remember what I was doing, but I was up really late doing something, so I didn't wake up til about 1pm Tuesday afternoon. Yes, I know how unhealthy it is, and my mother infact scolded me for being so lazy. I didn't mean to though! My alarm didn't wake me up, if it hadn't have been for a text from Kaitlyn, I would've been sleeping til I had dance at 5:30! I was that tired. So I get up, take Bentley, my precious Australian Shepherd, out for her "morning" pee and poop then go inside and try to figure out what to eat. What do I eat at this time? If I eat lunch did I technically skip breakfast? I don't think that makes sense in real life, but in my mind earlier, it sounded like a a debate beginning. I eventually settled on Special K and a fruit cup. Now, I'm not one of those girls that are all "I'm so fat, I freakin need to lose ten pounds by tomorrow. Ew look at my body." Cause, I've recently realized something. I am me, and no one else. And since I am me, I don't have to be what other people are. I can just be me, and rock what I got. So, I decided to just be the best me I can be! I know that's a lot of captain obvious statements, but it was an important step in my self-confidence and outlook. So now, I'm not trying to be a size 2, or even near it, but I'm trying to be healthy and a good steward of this great body God has allowed me to have! Actually, let me tell ya'll a little personal story about myself.....
When I was two weeks old I was adopted. My mom and dad left me at the hospital cause they were too broke to abort me....true story. So, some Korean(I am not Korean, I was just born there) man paid for my hospital bill and took me in as a who knows what, but if I hadn't have gotten the runs, I would have been sold into prostitution. Not kidding. I wouldn't have lived though, because after a few check-ups with my new parents, Rog. and Marie, they discovered I had Bli-ariatrisia(I know I spelled that wrong but whatever), I was missing a bile duct. I'm not going to get into the technicalities of it(mainly cause it's a lot of medical termonology that takes too long to explain at 3am but also, I don't remember it), but eventually they gave me one of those things and a new liver to match. At that time I was 14 months old. So quite honestly, I'm blessed to even be alive! I shouldn't be, if you think about it. But apparently God has an important thing for me to do in this world. I just dont know what it is, yet. But if I think about my history, I am really fortunate to have what I have. Imperfections at all. Cause almost 15 years later, I'm healthy and living. And that in itself is a grand thing. I don't know, I may have and probably still will complain about my size a lot, but it'll always be a neverending battle. For now, I'd just like to enjoy where I am, shut up about my weight, and strive to do better so I may improve MYself. Anyway, that wasn't what I was going to write at all.....but it came out....so there.
Hope I didn't bore you with my life story, and I'll write about what I was going to originally write about here in another blog....if I'm not too tired.....
-LizzieB

New blog, ya'll!

So I decided to seperate and organize my writing. Thisblog is for my thoughts, feelings, and personal stuff. And I've created a new blog called lizzieloveswriting for my fictional work, and poetry. Hope ya'll like 'em!
:)

Valentine's Day.

So,
I must at first say, that Valentine's Day did not indeed suck...like usual. Reason being that I was out to prove that being single on Valentin's Day could still be amazing! I was determined to not have a bad Valentine's Day! So the story starts off around December when it had been over a month since I had visited my favorites in Lafayette, TN. I was thinking about how it would be so nice to have someone I love dearly to come down and hangout with me all weekend so I wouldn't dwell on the retarded world's opinion on Valetntine's Day but celebrate it as it is. A day of love. Loving Jesus, loving your friends, your family, your life! That's when the idea popped into my head! SPA DAY. Mmm-hmm, how nice it would be to forget about the outside world for a few hours and just bask in the relaxing ways of the spa....but who to invite? Emily! Of course! My dearest friend, my twin! I knew she never really pampers herself and so I thought it'd fit. A girly day at the spa for two. Fast forward a month, and I'm awake at six in the morning preparing for a drive down to Lafayette, TN. I was really excited, bnot only for the rest of the day, but that morning I arranged plans to meet the Dooleys and Holland at La Tia for breakfast. I really wanted to see The Tuckers, the Denneys, Hunter, and Jeanette, but they all had prior engagements that just didn't comply. So we spent an hour and a half with Ben, JP, Ellen, David, and Holland. What a great group. I realized how much I missed them and when they walked through the doors of the restaurant and I about knocked Ellen down from the huge hug I gave her. Now I just need to see my Tuckers and Denneys. I promise you something too, there is something in that water over in Eastern Tennessee! Not a single one of my Lafayette friends is unattractive! I don't understand how they're all so pretty and beautiful! Geez! But anyway, after that Emily and I left en route for The big CLV and our appointment at the spa. After the spa, we met up at Pancho's with Kaitlyn, Katrina, Eden, Thomas, Logan, Allie, Kelsey, Seth, and Victoria. Keaton wasn't allowed to go, and Caleb had an archery tournament. But we had a great time and they all loved Emily like I thought and just like I'm cool with her Lafayette friends, she's now cool with my Cville friends. It's a crazy, crazy, thing I tell ya! But I like it and am glad it all worked out so well. I had a great weekend, except on Sunday when I was in a fight with Cody and Sam(they're like my brothers), but that blew over soon too. Overall, amazing weekend.....
:)

One of those "pointless" blogs....

2/10/10

Today, actually, just now, I got to talk to my favorites: RyTy&Thirstin. I would've loved to talked to Emma, ElleBelle, or any other of my far away friends too, but the timing was all wrong. I woke this morning and I felt like P. Diddy. Not really, but I don't really know how it feels to wake up and feel like him. I'm sure it must be unpleasent because I'm almost sure that he's not a christian. Anyway, I had a really weird dream last night. It began with...oh wait, I don't remember how it started but the last part was odd. I was at some reunion and Channing Tatum was there. Apparently we had been best friends, and he was away at school and somehow we fell in love. Honestly, I think I dreamed about the premise of "Dear, John" and I haven't even seen it yet. That was dumb, but anyway after I woke up I took Bentley out for her morning elimination process then had my healthy-gross, breakfast. A whole wheat, whole grain, bagel with nothing on it and milk....yum. After that, I was peering out the kitchen window when I realized how complex creation is. I mean overlooking the snow, I could see it glimering against the sun. It was beautiful, who could create something so wonderful? God. Only God. It's amazing how much we take for granted, how much I take for granted.

That was old, just thought I'd post it anyway :)

Elaboration and story of inspiration on my story below.

So if you read my story(which, by the way, has no name yet) you might notice subtle suggestions and similarities that pertain to my life. I won't tell you the characters right now, but you should know that scrambled eggs and chicken was the last thing I ate with Emily. I'll give you that to work with and if you want, you can guess the who's whom in the life of Endsley Blake. Also, I don't go to a technical private school....although I will be this upcoming year, but that's a different story. This came out of head one day after I got lost in a daydream about a certain person. I had written many stories similar to this, but this is the farthest I've ever gotten with one. Twelve pages are completed as what I think of as rough drafts, but they are only the middle of the story. I always find it easiest to write the middle, before starting the beginning. The post of the story I wrote was the only page I have of the begining. It needs a lot of work and I wasn't too keen on the grammar, but oh well. It's just rough. I'll try to write more on the first chapter soon. Thanks for reading!
-LizzieB