Every once an' a while

There are certain things you do every so often to remind yourself that you still can. Well at least I do. Sometimes they make a large impact and sometimes nothing changes. Like when I flirt with a guy and get him to like me or when I update on blogger. One will have that guy around for a while and one will be out dated after a day or two. 

Mike says he really likes me... I don't want another Jon. He's really sweet always talking about how a girl should be treated, and what he does to guys that treat woman badly. This relationship reminds me so much of Jon and I. Maybe it's just because were also getting to know each other better by texting then we'll hang out more when I get home. The only thing is... he's 17. I don't think I could to that. I was freaked out enough when I was with a 14 year old having my first kiss. So I think I've decided I won't date Mike. It would be to much pressure. He should be with girls his own age, or at least closer. I want to stay young, and carefree-ish in a relationship were I can be myself and know that the guy doesn't want to go far either. 

ANY WAY MOVING ON... I started drivers  ed. We only had two days this week M & Tue. 10-noon. Its pretty awkward, but learning is easy. The teacher lady is nice, she's easy going, she likes to tell stories which is cool. She likes to call on me though. We have a kid from Mackinaw Island in our class, he has to leave the Island at 7 on a ferry, then take a bus. We also have a kid from Poland! Hes got a VERY unique name and a cool accent, hes here for a month. We have one girl from Kalamazoo, and one from Detroit area, 3 from Onaway, and like 2 from St. Ignace, then the rest from Cheboygan. I think there are like 30 or less all together. We had to have name tags on our desk today and yesterday we had to have a partner and introduce them. We had to ask them their Name, School, Intrests, and a Driving Concern. I got this Austin kid. Hes really cute, like jock cute. Hes nice too. The whole classes is really quiet the teacher jokes that were so tiered. I had this REALLY hyper girl in front  of me today. She like wouldn't shut up she was like the only one in the class that was loud. She like called to people to say hi. I was standing back kinda at brake and she backed into and stepped on me foot. She was like sorry sorry sorry, I just mumbled that it was fine. Then when she walked by me later she knocked my name tag off on accident and was all worried. Shes a weird one.

I didn't run today. I swam and kayaked though. I think I'll run while GG's gone tomorrow. I gone running once by myself and I like it. I took my ipod and it wasn't that bad. I have a pattern. Tomorrow I think I'm ganna run all the way to the Foote Beach, then chill there and then run back. It's not really a run but a jog. It sounds better to call it a run.

I am so fried from the water the other day. My back is like raw. Today we floated on tubes in lake the tops of my legs got burnt but it doesnt sting like my back does after my every move.

Got to do arm work out tomorrow at Memeres

Nat

Being Active

So... I got on Wii Fit last night for the first time in 358 days, I know impressive. Not really but what is impressive is that I have lost 22.7 pounds. I was shocked. I knew I had lost some but not that much I am now 166. It's so awesome. My family and other people keep telling me that I look better. 

Since we are out of P.E. I want to stay active, because lets face it I have a lot more to lose. So every night I have been doing 20 crunches and 20 full sit-ups, and if i feel like it 10 push-ups. I have been trying to do some type of jogging or running everyday. Saturday I chased after Adam, so that counts a little. But yesterday I ran for 10 minutes on 6 mph. Yeah doesn't sound much but you do it then we'll talk. Today Nessa and I tried out jogging... lets just say thats something that I will have to do alone for a little while then walk with her later. It felt so good to jog like that it's probably called running but I'm calling it jogging.  

The neighbors are a little older then us one is probably only a couple years but I think one is like 4 years older. I don't know we just keep casually taking that way for our walks to check them out while they're playing hockey, we call it our heterosexual route... Jake won't walk with us anymore. 

I texted with Mike last night he's nice. I don't know, were like half flirting half just talking. I don't right now I just talk to him for someone to talk too. We talked for like four hours last night. I asked Billy today what Jena thought about the other night, he said she had fun and that Mike had fun too. I was like yeah I've been texting with him. Billy's all like and??? I'm like and what? He's wanting to know what we talk about, normally if I could tell him verbally I would tell Billy all about it, but I just told him that Mike was asking when I was having people over again. Then Billy went on about if Joe had been there, then told me he had to go take a shower. 

We have to go get sponsors tomorrow with our other cousin Sara who lives up here. She's going to be on the Wanigan too this year, so is Zach. Me and Nessa don't really like Sara but we're ganna try hard and have a a fresh start with her this year. We have to dress all up for it. Oh well it's worth it.

Another emotionless post, but I don't feel like putting effort in to it so get over it.

I am making it a goal not to say 'lol' on blogger.

Fire Firday

Hair B-Gone

My fire was so much fun. I met some new people, Mike and Jena. Mike is pretty cool, we've been texting. He's pretty nice, we're like half flirting/talking, it's kinda weird, I don't care he was interesting to text with on my car ride today. I have no idea what his last name is or how old he is. He's cute though so it makes up for it. There are a lot of stories that I could tell about the fire and how it made it as one of the top on my list of  parties. There was awkwardness and fun times and fuckin' hilarious times. I don't feel like telling about it. I'm in a weird mood, so I don't feel like typing much, your lucky you got this much. Check out the video, good times, good times.

I love the little emotion I had in this when I read it back over.

Please Don't Tell On Me... I'll Marry You

"I'm telling!" She whispered to him as they sat on the floor and pulled off their shoes one at a time with both hands.

"No, don't," he pleaded blocking her way to the door. She stood up and walked over to him.

"I'm telling!" She pouted her lips and crossed her arms across her chest.

"No, it was an accident. Don't tell on me," he spread his arms out so a hand was placed on each side of the doorway.

"You still did it!"

"No, don't... I'll marry you!" He said smoothly.

"Okay," she stated as she strutted by him now that his arms had fell to his sides.

Innocent, yet meaningful relationships at the age of six. They can say anything and neither of them know the true meaning of what they're promising to each other or calling it each other. They sit at the kitchen table and laugh at each others cake mustaches. One will be going to the bathroom while the other one stand in the same bathroom doorway and screams to mom asking if they can blow up water balloons in the bathroom.

When do the relationships become so complex? When you learn that married is what your parents are? When you learn that you don't always just go to the hospital because you are physically hurt?

When does that little kid innocence go away? Do you just wake up one day and it's gone? I don't remember when love turned into such a big word for me, or when girls and guys couldn't be left alone together even if they have to intention of doing anything wrong.

Why did the process of getting older get named 'growing up'. Why didn't they call it 'changing slowing' or 'becoming different'.

Life should just be called changing instead of life because thats all everything does is change. Values changes, the meaning of words change, education changes, your height, your weight, your brain, your hands, everything changes. Your heart changes the most though. It at some times in your life is huge and you can be so happy and open to everything and everyone. But then a later you look back and raise an eye brow and try to recall the feeling of being that happy, and being so open. It's a cycle. Big, small, broken, shattered, torn, huge, normal. It no wonder that people have heart failure, think of how much your heart goes though, both of your hearts the one in your mind that is made up of to archs and a point and the one in your chest made of cardiac muscles and blood.

Change, its life.

Everyone is always changing, it all comes down to what conidion your hearts are in when you question if you were meant to be in each others lives.

Why Not One More

Okay, so I messed up the coding or something on The Lunch Table... now I can't fix it. I always have a custom layout on and now I can't get it to have two column, so I figured instead of having it look messed up I would just make a new know one. Its summer so I decided I will have a fresh start and use this one over the summer. Maybe in the fall I will go back to the old one or just make another one... Who knows?

I'm going to try and customs the layout, well they call it a template here.

ttyl