Family.

There was a time in my life when I struggled to put family before friends. I spent my days either closed up in my room on the computer (myspace,) or I was out with my friends (boyfriend.) I was closing myself off and affecting everyone around me. My parents and I had poor communication skills, we fought almost every other conversation. My brother and sister felt they were being pushed away. My friend's actions were influencing my own. My grades were slipping. Gradually everything fell apart. My boyfriend and I broke up. I felt my life was going to fall apart. How very stupid I was. I had the right to feel that way though. The last 5 months of my life had been devoted to him. Now, my whole routine was out of wack and I was lost. I went to my sister, and she didn't want to bother with me. My brother thought I was just a mean older sister. My mom was there though. My dad was too. Being a girl, I of course identified with my mom. It just goes to show your parents will love you unconditionaly. I really made an effort with my brother and sister when I realized I missed them a lot.

Today, it's a different story. My family and I are closer than ever and I'm happy that way. I'm not out all the time, although I can't say I enjoy being home a lot. My sister seems to be going through what I went through now. She has a boyfriend, likes to go out (shes only 11 so she really can't go out like I did,) she spends a lot of time on the computer in her room. I only hope she snaps out of it soon. Its not easy feeling alienated. No matter what happens, I love my sister, my brother, my mom & dad, and my dog ;). I love my family. Thank God for where I am today.

Trampoline.

Sundays are busy busy busy days. Today started off a little earlier than usual. Sunday school at 9:00 am, then church, a little bit of time for grocery shopping, and then youth group at 4-6. We got home at around 8:10 pm. Busy busy busy. The little time we had in between grocery shopping and youth group, me and my sister Sarah spent on the trampoline. We decided it would be a good idea to bring the dog on too haha. He was scared at first, so he stood like a shivering statue. Then he got used to it for a little until he tried to commit doggy suicide and jump into the safety net several times. He finally started to have fun and he jumped around with us. He's a good boy. Honestly, I don't think he wanted to get off, but when he did he ran around on the hard ground like he never had before. He probably had that weird feeling. You know, the one where you have been on the trampoline for so long your feet forget what hard ground feels like? Yeah, that one. 

Murphy.

My dog stinks. Its not his fur, because I gave him a bath today. He actually smells really good. It's his butt that stinks. He has like a time release. You know those little glade puffs, or that deodorant with the time release formula? Its exactly like that but we have no control on how often. Its a wonder we don't all pass out. We are all at the dinner table now and my dog is down underneath. Every so often some one yell "AHHH!" and we all know to cover our noses and mouth. Its horrid. He's only a puppy, maybe we need to change his food. I don't know. Sorry about the weird topic but I thought you needed to know. Oh man, there he goes again. 

When I'm bored.

This is what I do. I post a million and two links on myspace so people will read this. I'm not really sure why but all of a sudden I have a developed an interest in this blog thing. My brother and sister are asleep, my dad is most likely playing guitar hero, and my mom i watching tv in bed with murphy, (our puppy). I am in my room with my zebra blanket, leaning up against the wall. Exciting right? School starts soon, I'm kind of excited, kind of not. More not. I just want to see my friends again. I kind of want to write a book. Not a long one, maybe 100 or 2 pages. About what I don't know but I think I will. My eye lids are getting heavy. I think I'll go read Glass.

New Years.

New Years Eve was a blast, NOT! I was at home all alone. My friend Megan was supposed to come over but she couldn't. I had rented two movies, bought food (and ice cream), and actually figured out where she could sleep comfortably for once. I ended up eating the food my self, watching half a movie I had already seen, and reading. My parents were at a party, my sister was at a sleep over, and my brother was with my grandparents. What a drag. 

New years day, today, was better. Dad made me some eggs for breakfast. He even slipped in some feta cheese, my favorite. I read (of course) and cleaned my room; which believe it or not I actually like to do. After taking a nice long shower, I ate some dinner with my family. Black eyed peas, as always (they give you good luck,) greens, rice, and big daddy put puts; thats what our family calls them, don't ask me why, they are actually some sort of sausage I think. They are really good though. 

Christmas Day.

Christmas was great. We got a trampoline, a basketball hoop, the whole set of books I have been wanting, my favorite movie, Sarah's electric guitar, Andrew's motor scooter, and Guitar Hero with all the new instruments. We play with it all the time. I have read the first book already. Crank is the name. I finished it in one day. Im in the middle of the second book, Glass. They are awesome books. We had a bunch of family in for the holidays so that made everything better. My mom cooked a wonderful breakfast, as always. We hosted a huge family dinner at our house. Delicious. Whenever we weren't eating we were jumping on the trampoline, shooting some hoops, or playing guitar hero. Personally, I was reading. I sound like a nerd, but I never read. Only these books. Well overall, this Christmas was one of the better.

Christmas Eve.

On Christmas Eve, our family tradition, like many families, is to open our pajamas. The rules are simple, you must wear them to bed and on christmas morning for opening presents. Personally, this is my favorite part of christmas. My brother got some blue and red striped pjs (not sure what that has to do with christmas,) my sister got awesome red one piece pjs, and I got lime green bottoms with little holly everywhere, and a red shirt to match. I was really jealous of my sister; every year I ask for those pajamas. Oh well. This year we decided to go to the Christmas Eve service at church, that's why we are all dressed up. We chose the late service. It started at 11 pm and lasted until like 12:30 or so. It was fun but we didn't get to bed until like 1:30. At least we woke up a little later this year.