This Is Me.

There are a few things that people obviously don't get about me.

First off I will piss you off to no end if you don't understand that if I'm giving you a hard time, 90% of the time I really am just kidding, or being extremely blunt, but I am never intentionally insulting people.

Second, if you have never done anything to hurt me in any way I have no reason to dislike you therefore I don't hate you, in truth I probably think of you as a good friend/acquaintance. I think that I got that reputation in high school because I hated drugs so openly, truthfully one of the people I regarded as one of my best friends was a druggie and I would have done anything for the guy. I truly believed that he was one of the most genuine people I had ever met when he wasn't on drugs, and I still believe that.

Thirdly, if you don't like me, or have a problem with something I've said to you, tell me to my face, I have enough respect to tell you if it irks me enough, can't you have to same amount of respect and decency to do the same? When people talk behind my back, which I know happens quite often, I loose a lot of respect for them, because seriously, have the gonads to say it to my face, truthfully I probably have no idea that whatever I am doing is bugging you and I would try to stop doing that around you or change if it's something I need to work on.

Last but not least, living in Mormon town St. George, those people who have known me long enough, obviously don't understand, I have my own way of "shouting the truth" I believe the Mormon church is the church I will always claim to be apart of, but at the moment I am finding myself, and in Utah I really dislike going to the church. Side note, when my family was in New York, now it was over 6 years ago, we went to a Mormon church on Sunday to catch a friend and hopefully plan to meet up later, we were in our normal street clothes, no one looked at us like we were terrible people, no one stared, we weren't considered out of place to them. I wish that was how it is here. Many will take this as an insult but I am going to say it anyway so bare with me, I think that some people are judgmental and stuck up. When I have gone to church people always say "oh I'm so glad to see you here," and "I really hope to see you more often," like I have been doomed to hell until I start going regularly and go to all the activities, it's not like they never see me outside of church either. But seriously to end this rant take a second, a real good second and look at the way you judge me, how when you see me wearing a "immodest" shirt or dress, you won't even say hi because it seems that those people think I'm going to rub off on them like some disease, which in turn makes me even more inclined to avoid seeing those people in church. It's like, how would you feel if you walked into a room of people you knew and no one said hi because they didn't approve of the way you did our hair or the shoes you were wearing, stupid worldly stuff that they teach every day in church not to judge people by..

well this is the end of my rant thanks for reading you may have laughed you may have gotten a little disgruntled, these are my feelings about the subject and I would love to chit chat more about it if you feel the need to understand more of why I have some of these feeling so feel free my friends. I mean no offence to anyone in particular so please do not take any.

This is exactly how I think,

Open your eyes, look within.
Are you satisfied with the life you're living?
- Bob Marley

I See the Answer on the Horizon.

Sometimes I just think to myself, you are going in the right direction, and sometimes I think..what is going on?! Today is one of those days when I know what I am headed towards is what I really want.

Well I started this post about a week ago now..and I keep thinking to myself do I really want to be an accountant...well DUH! I love it truthfully.

I am totally convinced that I will never get married as long as I live in Saint George, because, no offense, guys that live here are either assholes or super judgmental, and think I'm some crazy jack Mormon because I don't actually go to church..that doesn't mean I don't believe. No need to start that rant though...

that basically explains what I am thinking about my life at the moment and that in the end I will end up in either Nevada, New York or somewhere by the Great Lakes for my job. I really think that is how it will be. I may be completely wrong but I keep thinking about where I will be in five years and it includes visits to Saint George, but not living here. There are too many bad memories and tastes left over from here. Like how I will never enter Dixie Regional again unless I am forcibly taken there, and how every place I go reminds me of my childhood and watching all my favorite bands play over and over at the electric theater..with all those people I haven't spoken to in years. The changes in my life have all been because of one thing or another that's bad in Saint George.

Moving far away is not an option for now. My Grandpa John and Grandma Donna are not in the greatest health and I want to spend all the time I can with them because I missed so much of it when I was in the teenager stages of my life. I am going to make it so I can't hate myself when anyone in my family leaves this life anymore. Seriously, I spend so many nights thinking why didn't I go to the movies when my mom asked or go on a drive...I did when I was younger, but not when it really mattered, not when I could have learned the most from my wonderful mother.

All that I am,
or hope to be,
I owe to my angel mother.
-Abe Lincoln

I Don't Care

Supposedly I'm not a kid. Which also supposedly means I can't like aquariums..I'm like really? Don't tell me how to live my life! (: I just have to say if being a kid means liking aquariums, zoos and talking to animals like they understand then I'll be a kid for my whole life.

On Saturday I'm going to a Yankee game I'm super excited. I'm also going to an aquarium and the beach happy day. Pictures to come next week.

I really don't like this summer semester at all. Accounting 3010 is a freaking waste of time its such busy work and reading. Finance 3150 isn't terrible but accounting is making me hate summer classes now and I have always loved them..maybe because they were ceramics and an easy general..I have been a little spoiled with my choice of summer classes.

Well this is sort of just an update, next week I'll post a bunch of cute pictures of my niece and the Yankees with my father.

Friend. Play.

Sometimes I really miss having a close friend that lives in saint george. I don't think I realized how nice it was until lately. The crazy part of this whole thought string is that there are people that live across the country that I've never met that I'm more open with and them with me than some of the people I hang out with. I guess that's part of the mentality that they can't hurt me  too badly if I don't actually know them but still its been a reoccurring thought of mine for the past few days..

Don't Wake Me I Plan On Sleeping In

Some nights I know I'm going to have nightmares.  Truthfully most people would consider them wonderful dreams of happiness that I've enjoyed in my life, but I don't. Nights like tonight I would rather not sleep and be tired tomorrow.  I can't even begin to explain the hurt that comes through these dreams. There is only one person I've ever known who has worse dreams the dreams that make you throw up when you wake up and realize you just relived the worst day of your life.

I don't know how else to explain what I've lived through over and over through my sleep. Sometimes it's happy memories and when I wake up I realize it was just a dream and sometimes its that morning when my sister woke me up the nightmare that was real.

No one understands why when they say your dad is awesome I just say yeah sure don't get me wrong without him I would be lost but that night I was told to go home I will never forgive him for that. That night all I wanted was to stay at the hospital. I knew I would never be able to talk to my mom again after they told the family she was on a respirator I think I might have been the only one who really knew that night. I remember exactly what I was doing exactly who I was talking to when my grandma called me that night. The thing that torments me the most is I can't remember if I told her I loved her when I left earlier that night. I don't care what anyone says about how she's in heaven and knows I love her. That is how I know when people really don't understand me. If I love someone they will know and if they don't and I lose them I will never forgive myself for letting that happen I know she knew I loved her. But really how much I cared, I never began to really appreciate her.

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When I was in high school and had lots of time on my hands I wrote lots of poetry. For some reason it seems like I knew what was going to happen because I always wrote about the feeling of being alone.

I realized the reason I really want to walk tomorrow at graduation is because the second worst day of my life was my high school graduation. All my mom wanted through out her knee surgery was to go to my graduation. The doctor had even said she could leave for it and be readmitted after, if we promised to bring her back and two days before she lost her fight, two years ago at the end of this May the longest years of my life. I've come to rather be alone than with other people because sometimes it just hurts to put an effort into my relations. I love my life and friends and family. I've also come to cherish my time with my family a lot more than I ever did before.

Something stupid though, inherently stupid, I have panic attacks if my family doesn't answer my phone call. It probably seems completely pathetic if you have never lost someone really close to you. But anyway this is my story for the day it's been on my mind lately.

Fact.

So this last month has been to say the least crazy. I have had such a great time at work lately that those certain people I really really really dislike mean nothing. Although it is fun to joke about them because they have no idea...

I've noticed I've become a different person since the new year. I'm not as nice to people to their face and its not that I'm super mean but I just tell what I see and usually it's because they are being stupid. People are noticing. I don't know if its a good thing but its a factual statement.

I graduate with my associates in three weeks, May 3rd.. YES! I have worked so hard for this and I'm walking! Two of my great friends are getting married in May and I'm so excited for them! Brianna and Brooke are awesome people and I know they will be happy for many years to come!

Student sale starting on Tuesday! A Day To Remember on Tuesday Final Part Duce due on Tuesday, Final on Wednesday, Last wet clay day on Thursday. Can you say crazy? Oh and 25 hours of work.

This is just a glimpse okay. But seriously I have never been more excited in my life to start the classes I really care about and to get going in Accounting. Everything is falling into place and now all I need is the time to do all of it and fit in some xbox time also.