Friday, October 29, 2010

Beggining of the 'Lasts'

Last night was my last Austin Football game.

I didn't think it was going to upset me as much as it did.

It was probably the best game ever. We didn't win, but I could feel how close all of us were, I think everybody could. Everyone talked to everyone and we just talked and laughed and cheered and danced and had a wonderful time.

I just love our Senior class. Some of the other grades at Austin right now are very cliquey. We have never been. Everyone has almost always gotten along with most everyone.

After the game the band played the alma mater and we all put our arms around eachother for the last time in a football game. Some of the boys have played in Ogle stadium since they were freshmen.

Even though we didn't coming out the winning team, it didn't really matter. Teams that stick together through losses are so much stronger than those who only come together for the wins.

Everyone just started hugging everyone that was around them, whether they were best friends or just someone you've had in classes. It was the start of, I'm sure, many heartbreaking moments that will come this year.

I know I will stay in touch with my best friends like Gaby and Hannah and them, but it really hit me hard when I hugged my best guy friends William and Cole. I love them both so much and I don't know if I can live with not seeing them both everday. Without them around, I won't get my daily doeses of name-calling, teasing, or being farted on!

I can predict lots of tears this year. I broke down in the safety of my car after the game when the Taylor Swift song 'Never Grow Up' came on.

Lets all go back to Freshman year and do it all over again.

I'm really trying not to think about graduation. We still have seven months to make the best of.

Proud to be a Black Bear.

Sunday, October 17, 2010


This is about to be an ecceptionally long entry.

I have finally decided on my major, well for now anyways. Veterinary Medicine, specifically large animal and equine.

Its what I have always wanted to do since I was a little girl when I went around the house wrapping up our family pets and 'nursing' them when they were sick or were recovering from surgery or whatnot.

I'm not real sure my dad is too keen on the idea, but Its what I really want to do.

I am so excited because we have connections through friends to this large animal/ equine vet. I am going to get to shadow him when he has a bunch of stuff lined up. I CANNOT WAIT.

I also want to shadow maybe just a regular vet just to see which one I like best.

I really like Mississippi State. We are planning a visit really soon. Its in a small town in the middle of a state where I'm fairly sure is mainly farmland. My type of place.

It also helps that Michael is looking at there as a possibility as well, seeing as both of his parents are alumni. It just seems more homey than USA. I'm excited. And scared. But maybe I can do this.

Yesterday I went with Hannah and Gaby to Bridgestreet to see a movie, Life As We Know It, and to shop. It was so much fun. I feel like I have in a way been neglecting them lately. Its not that I intentionally don't go out or hang out with them. I am just constantly busy. And not really busy with other activities, just HOMEWORK. I don't ditch them for Michael, even though it may seem that way sometimes. All I do is sit at home and do work. He is the only one that can help me with my math, and the very large majority of the time, that is what we do when we are together.

I just miss them. But I think the whole not seeing them thing is about to get better.

Emily is coming next weekend. I'm excited. Although I can't do my original plan to have my birthday party then, I AM still going to have it, it just might not get to be until early November.

I had a wonderful weekend right after Homecoming and my birthday at Fort Walton Beach, FL with Michael and his family. I love his mom so much, she is so cute. His grandmother, aunt, and her two children were also there. One was nine or ten-ish and the other little boy, Phillip, was five.
I have hardly ever had to deal with little kids that don't like me. I love them, and they usually like me too. However, Philip I'm pretty sure hated me. Maybe it was just his 'girls-have-cooties' phase or something, or maybe I was taking away him and Michael time. He completely ADORED Michael. It was so cute. So did Suzanna, his other cousin.
Michael- "Phillip, do you think my girlfriend is pretty?"
Phillip- "...NO! She is ugly and has boogers and is the meanest girl in the WHOLE world!"

Thats how most of the things he said to me the rest of the weekend went.

The first real night there we all went out to dinner at Joes Crab Shack, but the next night Michael took just me out for my Birthday dinner. We went to the Back Porch, its my favorite little place there in Destin. After we were done our waitor came up to us and said,

"Its yalls luckyday! A family that was sitting over there paid for yalls meal! They said they remembered what it was like to be young and in love, and short on money!"

It made my night.

I'm pretty sure later on that same night all of the 'kids' went crab hunting, Suzanna brought a cup full of crabs back up the the condo, and... somehow it got dumped, and they were then all over the floor. Yeah.

I'm sure there is more I'm forgetting, but I guess thats all for now!

Oh, and I'm super excited at the possibility of me and Michael getting to take ballroom dancing classes. :)

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Homecoming Week

Lord help the people who have had to be around me this last week.

I have stress up to my eyeballs.

I'm so excited about all of these homecoming events, but the thing that would make me most happy, would be if I could understand Pre-cal. It is killing me. I'm pretty sure I'm not even passing the class right now.

Pretty much everynight I get home and start first thing on the homework, then Michael comes over to help me because he is a super genius and can figure it out when he is not even on the same section as I am.

By the end of the night I usually end up close to or in tears not because he is a bad teacher, but even when he explains it in the most simplest of layman's terms I cannot grasp the concepts. Then he feels bad because I'm sitting there being a baby and crying. He is so patient and always insists on letting him help me even when I know he has other homework he should be doing.

Its not that I particularly hate math. I just hate that I am not even semi-decent at it.

And the fact that my teacher has given us more homework for her one class than I have had in all of my classes this year so far, ALL during the most probable busiest week of my senior year, doesn't help.

I don't want to fall in the assembly. I was hoping for a big strong guy/ football player/ muscley/ tall senior escort, but I just found out that I think my guy is on the shorter side, so if I fall, ... there's no hope.

Our float is ballin.


Friday, please get here fast.

Oh, P.S.- My 18th Birthday was yesterday.