Sunday, September 30, 2007

My Bold Best Friend

I have a friend who is stronger than anyone else I know. She's more than a friend, she's a sister to me. She is a daughter, a student, a CNA(soon to be at least), and practically a second mother to her 3 younger sisters. She's always giving, she's always optimistic. She can never fully relax because so much is expected from her, yet she stays the same; she keeps pressing on, she keeps loving how she always has, she keeps dreaming her dreams.
If I could give her one thing, I'd give her a break from always having to be the one in charge. I don't know anyone who has 3 full time jobs that don't produce money, yet there she is, sister, student, mother, workin' away, doing what she knows has to be done all while being the perfect example of an unselfish woman. I can't wait until some wonderful man finds her, shows her just how extraordinary she is, and treats her the way she has deserved to be treated. He'll have to be 100% amazing to be good enough for her. And so, with that in mind Here's my song to this rockstar friend of mine.

I'm livin' in a world that wont stop pulling on me
I'm not complaining but it's true
It's like I owe my time to everyone else
Cuz that's all I see to do
You might not notice but I need a good friend
Someone to talk to when I'm down, down, down
And there's so much on my mind that I want to get out
But there's no one around

Sometimes I can't help thinkin' "what about me?"
Some days go by that I don't even see
Yeah, I'm doin' everything right and I can't break free
Is this the way it's always gonna be?
What about me

Well I'm dreamin' I'm on a highway with the windows down
Burnin' up the road at my own speed
And I'm stuck here goin' nowhere in this traffic jam
And there's a woman and her kids in the car right next to me
And I swear she's singin'

Sometimes I can't help thinkin' "what about me?"
Some days go by that I don't even see
Yeah, I'm doin' everything right and I can't break free
Is this the way it's always gonna be?
What about me

*Keith Urban*

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Best Lookin' Pole


Here are my three favorite, famous men in country music to date...which one do you find most attractive? Mr. Brad Paisley(far left), Keith Urban(Middle), or Josh Turner?(far right) Let's hear it.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

LSU's winning..Mom's cheerful :P

I think one of the most beautiful hymns of all time was one that was sung as the Titanic was sinking: Nearer My God to Thee. That, Be thou my vision, and Abide With Me are my favorite hymns of all time. So! On to the main point of this blog.:


Last night was my first choir concert of the year and I have a certain best friend who just joined and is now in it with me. Well, we were singin' our songs, and in one of the songs you have to grunt REALLY loud at the end...a big, fat "UGH!" My excited best friend apparently forgot that it was at the END of the song....right in the middle, in the only entirely quiet spot of the song, she lets out and UGH...I almost fell off the riser. I started laughing, I couldn't help it! It was so unexpected! I didn't know she had that much power in her voice! The very same thing had happened earlier to someone else when we were practicing and my conductor stopped the entire song to make fun of this overzealous grunter...and now, during the concert, first time she's ever sung for Jazz Choir I, she lets out a bellow in worst spot ever...but also the best spot ever cuz it was so audible...Maybe everyone in the audience thought it was a cough...Nah, too much laughter... ANYWAYS; So, while I'm trying to control my freak out on stage and she's turning bright red laughing with me I see my boyfriend in the VERRRRRRRY back of the recital hall laughing at the both of us. This didn't help my giggling cease, on the contrary, it made it worse. So there we were, the entire second soprano section losing it, Dan Bukvich grinning mischievously, my boyfriend hyperventilating from laughter, and a memory that I will bring up whenever I feel like embarrassing her for the rest of my life.;)

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Summer has gone and past


The innocence can never last...wake me up when September ends....


Fall's back.

Friday, September 07, 2007

Comic Book Characters

We could totally be in a comic book....These pictures dedicated to a certain Jedi in training.;)

Thursday, September 06, 2007

My favorite part of my paper

SO, I had to write a paper on a concept so I chose trust...This are my favorite paragraphs from it...Input's appreciated.


My cat puts up with me so much it is incredible. I toss her in the air, flip her over my shoulder, and treat her like a circus act, yet she never turns on me and I never worry about her scratching me to the point of a blood transfusion. I am the one keeping her from falling, and she is the weapon I am wielding, hoping I do not get mauled.


When trust is in the picture, sacrifices run rampant. We are letting go of all selfish human instincts and acting on genuine love. We hope and pray that those we let into our hearts will not take our confidence in them for granted and not play with our emotions or exploit our deepest concerns. On American money it is still written, “In God we trust.” Do Americans see God every day? No, not everyone, but we see what He does. How amazing is it that a country is based on trusting someone that cannot be seen? The founders of our country believed in something greater than themselves and though God was not seen by them, they still had faith and trust. That being said, it is safe to say that not only must you know a person in order to trust them, but you must have faith in them and know that if they are the kind of human they appear to be, your faith in them will not be in vain.



Yes. Tell me what you think, guys, I need your sweet opinions. I love Matt...and Anna...and Becky...and my dead dog.



Saturday, September 01, 2007

Be careful, it's a heart, not a piece of metal

We watch the season
Pull up it’s own stakes
And catch the last weekend
Of the last week
Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced
Another sun soaked season fades away
You have stolen my heart...



These are lyrics by Dashboard confessional. Beautiful, yes? Yes. Happy Labor Day, everyone. Sweatshirts that smell like the person you miss can never replace that person. Pictures of times together can never really take over the spot that the missing emotion inhabits in your brain. I still get butterflies, I still care how I look, it's all good.