Family...

I love my family... today... and tomorrow i'll probably want to smother them with my pillow. Typical...for me. No family is perfect and we all know that. I love how imperfect my family is. Those who know me will understand this. But the other day as i was eating chex mix with my brother i realized how far from perfect we all are. And i've found that because of this we're closer. We're faced with these hard times in which we look to eachother for help. And i love it. By knowing we're not perfect and we never will be we let our guards down and let those we love in. It's great...

Complicated :(

I cannot figure this out. Yes or No? That's all i have to say yet i can't figure it out. Im stuck where i usually am...in the middle. I can think of reasons why i should and reasons why i shouldn't. As we get older we get faced with more decisions. And i thought i would love it but i just want someone to figure this out for me and i'll play puppet.

When all else fails...

When everything seems to be going downhill i've found the best thing to do is to go on a walk. i don't like going by myself ... too weird...so i'll call up a friend. Everything that i've been thinking and stressing just pours out of me like a waterfall and doesn't stop. Schools been less stressful and all the other little things eating at me have just melted away and seem to have been almost a waste of breath. jeepers if only i'd figured this out years ago...

Tripod?

Why is it that who you hang out with determines who you "really" are? Of course these help us decide if we even want to get to know these people but think of all the people your passing up who could possibly be the most interesting people you'll meet. I've found that when i talk to new people i'm so fascinated. For example there was this one group of people who i thought were kind of on the weird side. and because one of my other friends happened to hang out with them dragged me along i met some hilarious people that have made me laugh incredibly hard. I can always expect a great time with them... minus the cruel nick names. :D

-Gimp

Grades...

The other day in my math class our teacher was handing back our tests. Fortunately i got an A and was super excited. And i overheard the weirdest thing. " Yes a C+!" What did i just hear... Happy about a C+? thats ridiculous. When i get a C im usually pretty devestated.

Then it got me thinking isn't a C considered average? What's going on? This is just proof that our society has changed for our generation extremely. I have so many friends that stress ridiculously over schoolwork. Sometimes i just try to get it done and roll with that. But I always feel horrible when i get anything lower than an A-. And i know i'm not the only one. Weird...

Follow-up

wow i feel like a horrible person. After everyone presented i felt selfish. I mean so many people in my class put a lot of thought into what they did. Of course i thought it was a good project and as bad as it sounds i made a wonderful idea for a project into a big deal. Like it was another nuisance from school.I mean volunteering really. It's not hard at all. We all should do it. When i heard what Amy V. and Maddi D. did i was inspired.( And of course i'm going to donate blood at the blood drive because i'll finally be 16.) So i've decided to attempt another volunteer project... And i'm super excited!

hero...

When we got the hero project i was convinced that we were to do something amazing and truly heroic. Like organize walk-a-thon or blood drive. I was troubled i didn't really think that by just helping someone shovel their driveway or hanging out with little kids or visiting with the elderly at the nursing homes that you were doing something heroic. Until i did it. I mean i know i didn't do anything remarkable but i know i made a difference in someones life. Not to mention how much better i felt.

J-10

so me and amy are sitting in j-10...bored. Amy's done with her review but i'm not. Far from it actually. I just can't get my head into it. I'm doing this in hopes of getting rid of my "writers block" I keep thinking about faded memories of this wonderful break that seems years away.

I should probably get back to my review...amy's going to help me! :D