Time

I wish I could see the future . . . my FUTURE.

Who will I be?

Where will I be?

Who the heck am I going

to marry???

Will he LOVE me?



Will I ever see this?



How long will I live?

Will I regret things?

How many moments will I completely {enjoy}

What will my kids be like?

What kind of mom will I be?

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I guess if I knew these ANSWERS . . .

my life wouldn't be worth living

All it takes is a little time.

Gone

Ever since April 15th, I have had 2 texts saved in my phone from Alexis.
The first one was a response to me falling and scraping myself when I was running down in California... she told me how she didn't even feel bad because she can't even go running because it was a "freaking blizzard" there in Utah
and the second text was about her RV, and how excited she was to go on her trip.

Now those texts are gone. Because I had to reset my phone this morning and didn't think they would go away.

I miss them.

Telephono

my phone is magic.
... yes, magic.

It can call people all by itself. And even reject peoples calls.

Don't you wish you had a phone like me?

comfort zones

can be broken.
when with people for long periods of time.

secrets can spill.
when with people for long periods of time.

annoyance can appear.
when with people for long periods of time.

exhaustion can be fought.
when with people for long periods of time.

awkwardness can be forgotten.
when with people for long periods of time.

:(

today i went to wal-mart with michael craig terry.
he is a great friend.
we went to get the new owl city cd... ocean eyes.
because i LOVE owl city.
unfortunately, owl city is too cool for wal-marts.
i don't blame him, but i was very sad.

then we got snow cones and it made me feel a little bit better.

t r e k

12 miles the first day.
10 the next.
7ish the third.
3 the last.

waking up at a freakish hour.

sleeping in the freezing cold.

walking in the blistering heat.

taking water breaks every 3 minutes.

stopping at lakes.

trek jokes.

becoming delirious.

trek was possibly the physically hardest thing i have ever done.
ever.

and i do not plan to go back.
ever.

Its easier said than done.

You know its bad when you leave the house, and your DAD tells you to kiss a boy.
Being 17 and never kissed is normal right??... right???