work

work. right. i work at panera... im there ALL the time. money is money though right? so i guess its alright...eventually. im just sick of saying " sorry i cant go out guys, i have to work" yuck. gorwing up isnt so fun sometimes : /

christmas time

hmm . i think my boyfriend is going to get me a puppy and i am extremely happy about that... however, i came back to school last night with him at around 8 pm and just sat in the parking lot in my car, facing the fb field and thought about her.my angel...my lissa. i miss her so much when things come up like christmas. i wanna get her something and i then i remeber that it will be of no use to her now. a moment of silence could not cover the silent screams and invisible tears that i live though on a day to day basis....continually mising you ocean eyes...always. < /3

christmas past

i remember that even though, i asked for alot of expensive gifts, and my mom bought me all of them, she also got me a pair of pajama pants. they were hot pink, with black scotty dogs on them and a black satin ribbon belt, and they were amazing. they were warm, soft and so pretty, that i wore them everywere. i still have them today and after all the christmas presents that cost a fortune, a ten dollar pair of PJ pants that were gorgeous, were my favorite gift of all times : )