Thursday, July 31, 2008

No. 4 jump in mudpuddles

when i think back to any time in the past i can think of any given moment of pure happiness.

today was a day like any other. i was awoken by the sound of my phone singing "omigod you guys" and my supervisor asking me to come into work as soon as possible. today was "gender day". a day where the girls got to be girls and the boys got to be boys. so i traipsed through mud and through many given sprinklers. and to be quite honest with you, i enjoyed it. now anyone who knows me is well aware that i am in no way, shape or form manly, and to simply imagine myself having fun doing such man things is quite the hilarity. i even have a nice farmers tan to show for it.

after work i met up with my friend amy. we have endured the pains of PHS together. and we've been from having every class together in ninth grade, to now having no classes together at all. and it saddens me to even think of how much we've grown apart. we used to be so close. but then again, i used to be much more closed. through my involvement in school and out of school activities we have found moments of lost time in our friendship. but today we simply thought over the past. we had coffee and made a excursion to wal-mart, and in doing so, fought a monsoon. while there i got new moon, the second book in the twilight saga. afterwards she returned to my house where we vaguely watched harry potter and continued talking.

the fears of the future are still looming.
the fear of college.
and the fear of lost friends.


i just finished twilight. and now i will return to my bed and continue on to new moon.



a mudpuddle represents all things in life that you are too scared to experience.

Monday, July 28, 2008

No. 3 work


oh dear god.

to start off, i work at the ymca as a camp counselor and today i had to have a special meeting with my site coordinator and my supervisor about how pitiful i have been as a counselor. i let the door close in the bathroom, i raise my voice to the children, and i speak to them in a condescending manor. now, to you that might not sound like too big of a deal, but to them; oh please believe it is. and i really do understand because whatever the child says is the truth. period. but what made me mad i think, was that i had a special meeting about it andddd there was even a TYPED list of the concerns. but it's all good. i really do enjoy my place of employment and my coordinator, tara.

and now to the good stuff. i was downstairs with the younger children and erik and tara were upstairs with the older ones. when the oldest group came back down we played a game that is sort of like dodgeball but you try to hit the other teams cones... anyway! so off to the side one of the older girls starts crying. i'd say she is about 13 or so. and when brittany asked her what was wrong she told her:

"i was sitting there and were were talking about the jonas brothers and miley cyrus and i said that the jonas brothers were pretty cute but that they couldn't really sing and neither could miley cyrus. and then she started choking me and hitting me on the back of the neck."

now if you dont find that as funny as i do them i'm dreadfully sorry. but godbless, i can just imagine a girl getting so pissed when someone talks crap about her disney stars that she becomes so livid that she feels the need to injure another person over it. but i'm talking this girl, the strangler, is only 12 but is a pretty big girl. needless to say that she is on probation the rest of the week and has multiple punishments. oh gah, some things.

but other than that my day was pretty bland. i woke up this morning and me and my sister went to easley to get books. she wanted twilight and i wanted an abundance of katherines. poor richards didnt have my book so amber took me to barnes and noble in greenville (she owes me big time for a previous offence). and lo and behold that b&n didnt have it either. i was pissed so when amber told me she wasnt getting anything i was like "eff that" and i got twilight. i mean everyone says its good, right? might as well join the bandwagon.

i'm almost done with looking for alaska.
its a good one.




Sunday, July 27, 2008

No. 2

Passion.

In all that I do I attempt to be all that I can be. But in some aspects of life I simply have to come to terms with the fact that I'm not the best. Like, for instance football. Please believe I can't put a spin on a football to save my life. I can fully accept that. But if I had a passion in football then maybe I would have the drive to learn how to properly throw a football.

And so whenever I am asked "what do you want to do in life?" All I can possibly think of doing is theater. I believe I can act, sing, and dance fairly well. And even though I may not be the best I still feel that I have the potential to get better.

I never want to give myself any reason to hate my life. I want what I want and I'll get what I want. If I die trying at least I'll know that I never gave up.

That's my passion.

Friday, July 25, 2008

No. 1

all things have a beginning.
and this is the beginning of this blog.

i am, unfortunately, the last of the core four to start a blog. i know i will never keep it up. but who knows, maybe this could be fun? maybe?

when i think of a blog i think of a journal of some sorts. a place where you write down what has happened to you that day. and seeing as how it is only 9:47 on the morning, not a thing has happened. oh! except that when i woke up this morning i had a peculiar text message from one of my best friend's, kayla, boyfriend. it was obviously not intended for me since it was talking about me in the text. so we had a nice conversation about how awkward he feels when kayla and i are together with him and that from now on we'll each have our own kayla time. and i reassured him that i completely understood how he felt. i mean, me and kayla can get pretty crazy. but it sucks that it has to be like that. i really do like hollis, but i suppose we all make our own choices.

blah blah blah. i'm so boring....

oh! at about 12 i will be going to my place of occupation. the pickens county ymca. there i am a summer camp counselor aka babysitter. at times i have 15 children at a time. and while meredith only has 2, she still gets paid better than me. but its a job.

what else can i say? ahhhh. i will talk about the core four.
the core four is a group of people known individually as emma, meredith, harrison, and myself. we have been through the highest highs and... some lows. in everything we do we remain true to who we are. you see, in a normal friendship you look for things you have in common. take me and kayla for instance: we are basically the same person (cept shes a black girl and i'm a white boy). but the core four is something completely different. we are all different in our own ways. and to describe these things would be ridiculously challenging, so i will leave that for some other time. but through all of our differences we still stay the same. its something i consider amazing. i love them all sooooooooooo much. and i dont think they will ever know.

but everyones leaving me come august.
meredith is going back to usc
emma is going to wintrop
harrison's going to utah

...and even kayla is going to florida!

it makes me sad to think about it. but i know we'll all come back together. we always have.




anyways! whew! for a first post this bitch is pretty lengthy.
so i'll end it here.



p.s. sorry for the absence of capitalization. it takes too long.
p.p.s. that was mainly directed at meredith. she would be the one. haha