Two is better than One...

People always ask me who my best friend is. simple question really... but not for me. I wish i could say i had one but that would be impossible. i couldn't choose between either of them. i have two "Best Friends" and they are cooler than the other side of the pill. They're both different and i wouldn't ask for anything different.
Lynzie is so weird i couldn't even begin to explain her. If you know her you know what i mean. The funniest things that have ever happened in this crazy life of mine strangely involve lynzie in every way. From something as simple as hanging out at another friends house or just kicking it at the mall there's always something to take from there. I'm sure everyone thinks we're weird but we don't care.
Now kate is another story. Of course we have fun but not always laugh till you pee your pants times. I know i can call both of them when im in the dumps. but kate gives me great advice and tells me the things i don't want to hear but i know i need to. we always think of the weirdest things to do and as crazy as they are we always do them. And successful or not there some of the funnest things i've ever done.
They know more about me than anyone. And our stupid little adventures will not be forgotten.We've done some memorable things.Oh man...I love it.
-KAL

Hero Project....

I'm in class with the sheet staring me in my face...Great another project.
At first I thought the project was just a waste of time...but then i thought about it and what a great idea. Minus the hard work it's going to take i started thinking of all the things we could. Sure it's going to be a pain in the butt. But for once were actually doing something that someone or something could benefit from. Opposed to the busy work that were all so fond of.

I think it's great that Mr. worth assigned this so we can all stop thinking about only ourselves but other people. Especially during the holidays. Cause i mean after all isn't that what there all about.

Not lovin it...

It is now that I have realized that writing just isn't my thing.... I mean don't get me wrong i've learned so much and even though i complain and complain about these massive assignments deep down i get this great feeling when i complete them. But...I didn't realize all the work put into one little feature story. My hat's off to you and other writers.

And yeah sometimes i love it and well most times i'm not lovin it.

But no need to worry i'll still be reading it while all of you will be writing it.

Really...

McCain should have won. Obama has no experience. He doesn't know what to do with our country. The only reason he won was because people of his race voted for him for only that reason.

Really?

that's all i have to say. Over this past week i've heard every one of those a numerous amount of times not to mention the racial comments in all my classes. Honestly is this necessary? it's not funny this only proves that a lot of us aren't ready for something different soemthing better. He may not have as much experience as good ol Sarah palin. but i really believe that having someone with different opinions than a well hated man-need i say his name- will help our country. It's not high school he didn't run for president as a popularity contest. Obviously he cares about our country and couldn't stand watching our country fall. So like lynzie said so well GET OVER IT! and move on. Nobody cares if your not happy about the outcome.

Because really who knows what is good or bad for our country at this point. All we can do is try and hope that obama gets us through it.

What would you do?

Here's a scenario you can wrap around your brain...suddenly a strong hand grabs you. You fight but can't make yourself free. Hopeless you stop fighting and lay limp on the floor. blackout. You wake up and put this whole thing behind you...it's a nightmare
Weeks later...
You wake up and rush to the bathroom. Deep down inside you know what's going on. As if the previous wasn't enough to take in. You try to deny but there it is on the counter. The plus sign staring you in the face. What would you do?

Either your pro-life or you could care less. Or your like me caught in the middle. That's where i usually am..smack dab in the middle. The thing of it is abortion is a huge deal. I wish I could say i'm pro-life COMPLETELY...but that would be a lie.
Only because of rape. At first i was strongly against abortion until i heard a story about a women who was raped and found herself pregnant. It was horrible. She too hated abortion but after thinking about it she thought she wouldn't be able to love this child as much as she would have wanted because of "him." What if he looked just like him? This memory surely would never go away. As much as she hated herself for doing it she thought it was the right thing. And i'm totally with her on that. I mean sure it still isn't right to kill something as innocent as an unborn child. But what would you do?

Lunch...

Oh lunch... my favorite part of school. I get to sit with all my friends and exchange gossip and such. But my favorite part is when someone brings up a real topic. That no one else understands. Debatable. Like what happens when you die.


Ally brought this up at lunch and i thought to myself wow i'm not the only one. I remember thinking about it all the time especially at my grandpa's funeral. Wishing and hoping that this didn't happen to me but of course it will. And than i thought really ari is it that bad what are you so afraid of? What am i afraid of? Maybe that there's not a heaven or hell. or maybe that your life just stops.
Or do you watch over everyone like they say you do. Now i have to admit that would be pretty cool but then again... I don't know what to think. I just wish i could know for sure but surely thats impossible.

I guess i'll never know...

What a night...

Over the past few weeks I've been reading blogs about imperfections and everyone being too self-conscious to do what they really want to do. And until last night i was on that boat. I went to an amazing birthday party.
So at first i thought oh my goodness there's gonna be dancing... no way am i going. Me dancing come on... but somehow it happened. I mean i was just standing there one minute and the next i was all over the place... obviously it probably wasn't a pretty sight but i had so much fun. I realized that no one cared how well you danced i mean honestly everyone was just having fun. There was kyle who has the weirdest moves i have ever seen... and silly silas who invented a new move-amazing by the way- and even caleb was dancing the night away.There were even a few people dancing on the tables-mel and maddi...i'm glad there was a night where everyone could be there goofy old selves.

I think we all need those nights every once and awhile...Unfortunately im still suffering from that night... oh well...we'll see how monday goes :D

The Scariest Thing...

So a year ago from Friday my grandpa died...see i hardly knew him. But i knew he was a great guy. My mom loved him more than anything... which makes me sad. Fortunately nobody extremely close to me has died...but it scares me. When it happens how will i react? How will i be able to go on through life without them or just knowing that there not "there?" I mean millions die everyday... but when it hits close to home...

On Friday i stayed home with my mom cause i just knew she needed me...of course she didn't say anything...we just watched movies...not a word was said. But somehow i feel like it made all the difference. It was like the most amazing night of nothing. I can't explain it. It was like solving a really hard math equation before everyone else but not saying anything and just knowing that you did it. you get this floaty feeling and then that huge goofy grin appears on your face... i know it doesn't seem like anything but to you t is...i mean she just had her night sitting with me and the next day she seemed i dont know like she'd just talked with my grandpa. It's like he was there and he comforted both of us.

I mean i couldn't even imagine... when someone so close to you dies it seems almost impossible to forget it or move on. I've seen it hurt people so deeply and well...it's the weirdest thing. For some death is just death... but i think it's the scariest thing i will, in any aspect, ever encounter.

Saturdays...

i'm exhausted..but it's ok...friday night... You know those nights you just never want to forget...what if you couldn't remember things that happened to you. You wouldn't be who you are today. Imagine...and while your doing that here's a taste of a night i will surely never forget...

Oh homecoming was so amazing. I can't tell you how i pictured this years homecoming... definitely not how it turned out but...im glad it didn't. From the close game to the ride around town it got pretty "bumpy"... totally fun. And then it went on to the dinking around like fools and the "white sensation" outside. so now that that's out of our systems it's now 4 in the morning and all i can think about is getting up to prepare for the soccer game in less than 3 hours...thats surely a way to dampen the mood. But my friends achieved the impossible and got me wide awake thanks to our still wide awake minds. it's finally 6:30... time to hit the dusty trail. and im trekking it home along with my zombie partner. what a sight.
half asleep im thinking groggy thoughts such as I wish we would have recorded this moment as im sure we sounded like we'd gotten into a tank of laughing gas, and what about my game. oh i almost forgot...maybe better left unsaid...as you can imagine. oh well it was worth it... now my head hurts and im off to bed. Saturday was heckish. Although there's another night to remember... :D

Richy RIch

Today i got a pair of jeans for about $25. Great deal. But what if your expenses were unlimited. What would you buy?

A brand new car, house, video games, tons of clothes... or maybe a heated toilet seat, a pool, an airplane!!! well you get the picture. Is all this stuff really necessary. Sure some of this stuff is great to have and all but really... ?Now think about all the people who can barely even feed themselves or their families everyday. and here you are sitting on your heated toilet seat. and ill give most of you credit cause quite honestly i can't think of a name of anyone i personally know like that. So props. But to those of you who are... I cannot handle it when you are worried about having name brand clothes and all these unnecessary gadgets when some people are , as we speak, begging for a loaf of bread....

Come on...

Tough Love...-minus the love

Last week marked my first week of school as a sophomore in high school. Great....or not. More so like prison. No off campus lunch so today i'll be eating cardboard pizza and drinking rotten milk...again. Oh and forget your "one" phone call at this prison. cell phones are a no go. If you forgot your assignment at home... good luck, your about to blow chunks... that stinks, your dog's sick... too bad ( of course you won't find this out till the bell rings and you are out of the "NO ZONE" That's right i said it "NO ZONE" i guess it's not completely horrible i mean 3 distinct areas you are allowed your cell phone. During your passing time during class. Like you don't have anything better to do like oh i don't know visiting the bathroom before your bladder explodes go to your locker and if there happens to be time actually talk to a friend. But what do you do. Like for everything someone ruined it for all of us.

You know who i'm talking about. Those people who- for whatever reason- think there cooler than the other side of the pillow. And think that the rules are for everyone but them. Of course it wasn't always like this. When a teacher tells you there's no cell phones while their talking just out of sheer respect what do they do. reach right for their cell phones. Oh it drives me bonkers. What's so important that you must text back. Of course you realize now that you should of waited 2 minutes. considering now if your phone is seen it's in the ever so friendly prison staffs' pockets.
Obviously this rule is beyond ridiculous to me... which is funny since i don't even have a cell phone myself... but i will give the school staff credit because it did get out of hand. But must you go so far?... There are some alternatives to be considered i'm sure. but all i'm saying is making everyone suffer in instances like these is loco. i know it's supoosed to be out of love but really..?

Maybe someday we'll learn...maybe.....oh i sure hope so..!

later haters...