When It Comes

Okay, what I'm about to say might freak y'all out a little but.....I'm officially in love with Tyler Hilton! I love his songs! I know, can't you just see the headlines: Crazy AC/DC lover marries pop hottie Tyler Hilton?! I'm kidding! Kind of. In a way. Okay, not really. But if y'all (can you tell I'm from the south?) saw me you would die laughing. I have blonde hair and blue eyes, I'm 5*6 and the least likely person to marry him! I mean, he has brown "chipmunk" hair! But anyway, I love his song "When It Comes". There's a line it the song that says: "I started up my hollow. A piece of wood to follow. A day that doesn't come to the lucky. And I realize there's tomorrow. But I would rather wallow in the rain. Than moods that seem so potlucky." I don't know, but to me, that sums up my life. Is that weird? I guess it is. I don't know. Well, I'm gonna say something and I don't care who is offended: MERRY CHRISTMAS!

What I'm listening to: (take a wild guess. It's not called "When It Goes") "When It Comes" by Tyler Hilton

What I'm reading: The Clique: Best Friends For Never by Lisi Harrison

What I'm thinking: Do these people know that when they say 'Don't say Merry Christmas! Say Happy Holidays!' happy holidays actually comes from "Day of Holiness"?

Time Bomb

You know what I think is weird? Besides dog shows and bake-offs. People who speak in 3rd person! That would be like me saying, "Hi! Olivia is typing an entry to put on her blog!" How freaky?! I mean come on! If it's a mental disorder, I understand but if you do it voluntarily, that's just plain weird! Did I mention the boys lost to Huntsville last Thursday? Probably not. And none of you probably even care. Seth got hurt. I think he tried to act all tough and "macho", but I really think he was hurt. Well, my dad worked the scoreboard on Tuesday for the Forge Ridge game and the Forge Ridge coach freaked out on him! Anyway! Bye!

Back in Black

Okay, this is gonna be weird! You know when people say, "Nobody's perfect, so why do people say, 'Practice makes perfect'?" Okay, well, they say that because, this is my theory now, you'll never hit perfect but you can get close. Does that make sense? Probably not! But I just think about stuff like that! Uh, I know none of my friends probably even read these, but if they do: Happy Birthday, Kaleigh! Uh, yeah! Good Luck, guys, tonight at Jellico! I couldn't be there! :-( boo!

Well you know the drill:

What I'm reading: Little Women

What I'm listening to: "Back in Black" by AC/DC

What I'm thinking: Happy Birthday, Kaleigh!

"Everyday is another chance to turn it around"

Okay, here's what sucks about boys in public school: They're afraid to be themselves. Here's what sucks about girls in pubilc school: They're afraid to be themselves. What's sad is at my old school everyone had already been burned once or twice. And nobody was willing to lower their gaurd. I mean, if one day I went back and crossed the battlelines and went into forgein teritory decided to hang out with the drama club people, my friends would have to let me, they have to be confident to know I'm not turning my back on them. Then the new tribe has to accept me. They have to be confident enough to not be threatened by me. That includes their friends, their girlfriends, their girlfriends friends. And finally, I would have to be confident to go in the first place. I guess the thing is no one, in the whole world, is totally confident!