you are pretty cooool.

yep. isaac. i'm writing ALL about you because this week you were gone all day

everyday and i had no one

-punching me

-spying on me in my room

-scaring me to death

-making annoying noises just to bug me

-making fun of me

-asking me for a snowie

-whistling at 6 in the morning

etc.

and guess what?

I actually missed it!

As much as those things irritate me or make me feel as if im going to die if i hear it one more time.

i love you!

you're thee cooolest little brother.

thanks for all the bruises, lack of sleep, and me screaming till my throat hurts.

BACKSTREETS BACK alright!

Can i just say. This concert pretty much made my life.

best dance moves.

perfect songs to belt.

sweet outfits.

and of course. nick carter and brian littrell.

ANYWAY.

never did i think that a job would keep me up till four in the morning.

never did i think that i would dream about my job because i've been stressing about it.

NEVER did i think that i would have a full week of not getting ready because i had so much to do.

showers at 2 in the morning?

no bueno.

SURF & SLURP

NOW OPEN!!

100E. Center Street.

be there or be square. or oval. or rectangle.

you choose.

have a nice night!

coming quick.

til i'm one year older and wiser too!

Usually i start the count down a week after my birthday...

this time i decided to wait.

my birthday is too close to when school starts again and i feel sick thinking about it.

i remember when i was little and would cry because i wanted to change my birthday because i knew school started a couple weeks after it.

i eventually got over it, but that crying feeling is coming back.

Although, my birthday IS the best day of the year.

i just hope it doesn't come too quick.

ps. my summer is going absolutely perfect!

pretty sure im in love with it.

JUST PERFECT

This week had been so much fun. first week of summer. REAL summer that is.

SO. i haven't updated in a while, and thats very bad because this is basically my journal.

(one of my recent goals is write in my journal OFTEN, obviously it isn't working out like i wanted)

Anyway. I've always thought it would be fun to ride in one of these things(ambulance). and im sure you have too.

Well this past week i got the chance to!

fun? NO.

All i was doing was watching t.v! I was perfectly fine and had absolutely no desire to do anything but sit on my butt and watch ZORRO.

12:30am.

Maybe it was because my body was getting mad at me for staying up so late all of the time?

For those who know me well i usually like to get in bed at 9:30.

MY STOMACH. Started hurting just a little. I didn't think it was a big deal and until pain shot me down right where i had gotten my appendix out a couple months ago. Then it filled the whole right side of my stomach, including the area where my gallbladder came out.

I was CONVINCED this pain would go away within a couple minutes, but i was wrong.

my mom was ready to take me to the hospital.

i refused.

gave me medicine.

ten minutes later, worse.

My mom went and got her shoes. Headed for the door. I thought i would be able to walk atleast down to the car until the pain got worse and i ended up on the floor.

I WAS SO BUGGED.

i thought my stomach was all better and that i wouldn't have to worry about my stomach ever again.

Then of course thats when this big honkin red thing came to my house...

^and thought it would be a good idea to put me on that thing^

awkward.embarrassing.weird?

just a little.

these guys, i've never met, carrying me up the stairs.

please just laugh.

was in the emergency room till 4 in the morning. -WAY past my bedtime.

had loads of morphine in me. thought it was working till i got home.

it killlllllllled again.

loratab did the trick.

i was a goner.

WHO KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED.

oh well. other than that little incident my summer has been fantastic!

drive in movie tonight, cant wait!

seeeeeeyalater.