Been long enough? yup! But all things aside my life at 18 is going swell! Here are all the things that have changed since the last time:
I got a second job
Got rid of the bed on the floor and got a futon-?sp
Went to Utah for Laurens sweet lil baby
Working hard to save for college at BYUI
Had ten BEAUTIFUL ivory lab puppys!!!
Sold all ten puppys and cried alot!
Going to institute and loving it
Got my licence as of yesterday!
Bought a lab top yesterday for 300 for school
and that's it...I think!
my goal is to be like my big sister Emma and do this on a regular basis....we will see how that goes. I used to be really really good at writing in a journal. In my opinion there should be a rule for girls under the age of 12 NOT to write a journal....or just to NEVER read them again! I had to have been the biggest drama queen in the world! And thinking that every boy I liked was perfect..ew. So where are all those gag-worthy entry's? Ripped n burned! In reality I was ashamed to read most of them...Really pathetic is what they were.
As for family life right now....mom and I are really close, partly because we spend the most time together or atleast we have been. Mom said she sees me more then dad! And dad is good, discouraged but good. I have this strong impression to make my parents happy. Like really really happy. Like mom when she hears a song shes not heard in forever or dad when hes talking about family history or painting. I want them to be able to have hobbies, because life hast to be more for them then taking care of two kids at home. If your thinking that I shouldn't be worried about this, then your like alota people I explain this deep concern for. But I know that its important. I wish there was something I could do.
And my job life right now...
I got a second job
Got rid of the bed on the floor and got a futon-?sp
Went to Utah for Laurens sweet lil baby
Working hard to save for college at BYUI
Had ten BEAUTIFUL ivory lab puppys!!!
Sold all ten puppys and cried alot!
Going to institute and loving it
Got my licence as of yesterday!
Bought a lab top yesterday for 300 for school
and that's it...I think!
my goal is to be like my big sister Emma and do this on a regular basis....we will see how that goes. I used to be really really good at writing in a journal. In my opinion there should be a rule for girls under the age of 12 NOT to write a journal....or just to NEVER read them again! I had to have been the biggest drama queen in the world! And thinking that every boy I liked was perfect..ew. So where are all those gag-worthy entry's? Ripped n burned! In reality I was ashamed to read most of them...Really pathetic is what they were.
As for family life right now....mom and I are really close, partly because we spend the most time together or atleast we have been. Mom said she sees me more then dad! And dad is good, discouraged but good. I have this strong impression to make my parents happy. Like really really happy. Like mom when she hears a song shes not heard in forever or dad when hes talking about family history or painting. I want them to be able to have hobbies, because life hast to be more for them then taking care of two kids at home. If your thinking that I shouldn't be worried about this, then your like alota people I explain this deep concern for. But I know that its important. I wish there was something I could do.
And my job life right now...
started up McDonald's again bout four weeks ago...and already a few of the managers are driving me insane! grrr and sitting here thinking about it i think the reason is because they're life IS McDonald's...which is fine but its not my life-its my job. So the next time you are in McDonald's and you feel like you've been waiting FOREVER for your double quarter pounder no mustard large fry and drink.....CHILL. and enjoy the next 50 seconds that your body is that much less fat! k!
The fitness center is way better then McDonald's in alotta areas. Course theres always ups and downs in a job. And when its your job it always seems to be the worst job in the world when really its not. But at the fc(fitness center) I do ALL the cleaning of machines, bathrooms, floors, pool, womens area, hallways, mirrors, and every other nook and cranny of that building! with i might add ONLY PINE SOL!!!! grrrr unless of course I sneak in other cleaning supplies pathetic I know! I also sign people up for memberships, guest, and show the apartments when my manager doesn't have the oompf to do it herself. All in all its an ok job. Creepy people come and go...and some come and stay because they live out of their car!
STORY Last Saturday I was swimming with my friends and we were in the hot tub when this dude came from the pool to talk to only me. Casually talking at first he asked where I was from, where I work, and my name....not till the point when a bald man of 40+ asked me to "hang out" tonight did I finally realize that my happy world of no nastys like him live...did indeed live. I laughed and said haha uhhhh I dont think so. Pause. first you must know what this man looks like to get a picture of the creepiness of the situation. tall, bald, with indents of designs carved into his head, tattoos everywhere, fewer teeth then his already few brain cells, light blue blood shot eyes that bulged out, two kids, and a sense about him that said "Ive worn a black and white striped suit in my days-and we arnt talkin zebras!" ok anyone in their right mind is saying...ahhhh. ok now you know. so I have only a rapidly deflating pink tube that Ive managed to cover any skin that shows with a swimming suit on! But that doesn't seem to work...so I try to keep away from him and avoid conversation but the questions keep coming. by this time Ive told him that I'm 18. AT THIS POINT HE SHOULDA BEEN GONE! then as time goes by he has me in a little corner of the pool with his nasty arms open....says I should come with him. (puking in my mind and praying to heaven that I am saved!) I lie and say I have a boyfriend. He says well he can come too and panicing I said uhhhh he cant....he doesn't live in America.....dumb! dumb! dumb......it took a good hour to get rid of him after that. but eventually did and was safe and sound in a different fully blown up tube!
so this story should teach you to stay away from the fc pool on saturdays...... phew!
well thats all for me tonight i have to wake up in the morning to take josh to seminary...who ever invented mornings....why?????
The fitness center is way better then McDonald's in alotta areas. Course theres always ups and downs in a job. And when its your job it always seems to be the worst job in the world when really its not. But at the fc(fitness center) I do ALL the cleaning of machines, bathrooms, floors, pool, womens area, hallways, mirrors, and every other nook and cranny of that building! with i might add ONLY PINE SOL!!!! grrrr unless of course I sneak in other cleaning supplies pathetic I know! I also sign people up for memberships, guest, and show the apartments when my manager doesn't have the oompf to do it herself. All in all its an ok job. Creepy people come and go...and some come and stay because they live out of their car!
STORY Last Saturday I was swimming with my friends and we were in the hot tub when this dude came from the pool to talk to only me. Casually talking at first he asked where I was from, where I work, and my name....not till the point when a bald man of 40+ asked me to "hang out" tonight did I finally realize that my happy world of no nastys like him live...did indeed live. I laughed and said haha uhhhh I dont think so. Pause. first you must know what this man looks like to get a picture of the creepiness of the situation. tall, bald, with indents of designs carved into his head, tattoos everywhere, fewer teeth then his already few brain cells, light blue blood shot eyes that bulged out, two kids, and a sense about him that said "Ive worn a black and white striped suit in my days-and we arnt talkin zebras!" ok anyone in their right mind is saying...ahhhh. ok now you know. so I have only a rapidly deflating pink tube that Ive managed to cover any skin that shows with a swimming suit on! But that doesn't seem to work...so I try to keep away from him and avoid conversation but the questions keep coming. by this time Ive told him that I'm 18. AT THIS POINT HE SHOULDA BEEN GONE! then as time goes by he has me in a little corner of the pool with his nasty arms open....says I should come with him. (puking in my mind and praying to heaven that I am saved!) I lie and say I have a boyfriend. He says well he can come too and panicing I said uhhhh he cant....he doesn't live in America.....dumb! dumb! dumb......it took a good hour to get rid of him after that. but eventually did and was safe and sound in a different fully blown up tube!
so this story should teach you to stay away from the fc pool on saturdays...... phew!
well thats all for me tonight i have to wake up in the morning to take josh to seminary...who ever invented mornings....why?????
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