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Well I’m back in my home town for the Holiday! It is amazing seeing my family again! I have missed them more than I thought I would. My mom and dad and brother are all doing well. I got to see my old high school’s production of Singing in the Rain and I have to say that it is better than I thought it would be. I also got to catch up with my best friend in the whole wide world!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was amazing!!!! He’s not staying around for the brake but I was still over joyed!  He has joined the Army ROCT and has a buzz cut and I haven’t decided whether he looks better or not? Anyway I miss him so but I have a feeling I’m being replaced… oh well it’s not like I’m in love with him anymore! I just don’t think I can lose him at this moment in time!

Finally!!!!

Well I got over my first ever college crush!!!! I fell so good about this!!! It is amazing!!!!!!!!!!!! YEA!!!!!!!!

Is it a GOOD thing I'm GROWING UP?

For about a year and a half I was in “love” with this one boy. He was my best friend and always will be one of the best friends I could ever wish for.  But I’m not sure it was love. At the time, and even a couple weeks ago I truly believe that it could have been, but being here at college has made me grow up. I have been exposed to more boys and have come across one or two that might be even more “made for me” than my high school crush. The college boys seem to connect with me in a different way than High School. I will always love him in his own special way but I won’t be heartbroken if it’s not meant to be. I am willing to get out there and live my life and find a boy meant for me.  Now all I have to do is reel a boy in and get him to stay for a while. The only question is how?

Dedication to New York

Ok so seeing here as Sierra is the only one that is following, 1) because I'm scared to invite other people and 2) because I just lazy, I dedicate this post to the city I wish I could be in right now with her!

Stupid Insecurities...

                So sidetracking from the story of my life to a story of now: with my best friend not going to the same college as me, I’m kinda here all by myself, and have almost no boys to flirt with and interact with. Recently one of my new friends meet a boy and they soon started to hang out a lot together. She soon invited me to come along and hang out too. Almost from the start I started to like him. He and I have a lot in common and like a lot of the same things. When my friend and I were talking about him she asked me what I thought of him because we thought he wanted to date her. I told her that if I had the choice I would date him. She liked that idea and has since started to shift his mind from her “box” to mine. However, I don’t think it’s going to happen. He doesn't seem to see that I’m into him, and if he does he is ignoring it because he doesn’t want it to happen. Well I guess we just see where my life will lead with this.

Jerr

Respect #1

                If you haven’t guessed already I am Mormon. I set and maintain high standards that help me with my everyday life. But just because I have these standards doesn’t mean I expect everyone to follow them nor do I want them to expect that I will follow theirs. If you have respect for me I will have respect for you. That’s as simple as it is. Why can’t the rest of the world see it that way…

Jerr

BlueEyedCrush

                I guess my story starts in a small town. Almost everyone there belonged to the same religion including my family. I have one older brother who I was always trying to be like. My mom wasn’t very “girly” I guess I would say, and therefore I grew up (and still mostly am) a tomboy. I wanted to do what the boys did, play with them, act like them, be one of them. I dressed like a boy and talked like a boy. All the girls hated me because I had then ins with the boys that they did not. In elementary school it never occurred to me why that was so. When I was about 11 I started my first real crush. In my school area you moved from elementary to middle school in 5^th grade, middle to Jr. High in 8^th grade, and Jr. High to High school in 10^th grade. In 5^th grade I knew hardly anyone but this boy stood out. He was tall, like me, and was so nice. For three years I liked him and then I realized why I would never go on to get the guys in high school: I was one of them. This wasn’t my only crush, more, harder than I can bare to this day ones followed but he was the first. When graduation day came I told him so and ran away never really knowing what he would have said to me if I had stayed. I guess that’s the way life is. This life is  going to be a long one for this blue eyed girl…

Jerr