I have an infection in my right hand pointer finger. And as the name impliess it is ewwy and gross. And very, very, very, very painful! The tip of my finger has nearly doubled in size! The pressure causes it to hurt when I use it to touch or if it is the one being touched. That's enough of that, I just had to express my pain since it is unacceptable to scream in class. Now for the Ow... part, although it could apply to my finger as well.

I was goofing off with a friend yesterday and we were kick boxing when we each moved at the wrong time and the back of his hand plowed me in the face, right across the bridge of my nose. It hurt horribly and I thought it was broken for a second, and was worried about picture day today, but I don't even have a bruise... So, thank You God!!

Speaking of picture day!!! Today is going to be my first time EVER wearing my Swing Choir outfit, and I'm a little more excited than I should be!! Plus, I get to see all my friends in theirs and it's just so exciting!! :) I can't wait, although it's only going to last for a grand total of a possible ten minutes. :) :) :)

Then, last but not least... I got a new kitty yesterday!!! I was over at a friends house (the same one that back handed me) and we decided to go get pumpkins to carve... Well, we went to that little farm near Algiers and while we were waiting on the nice lady to bring us our change, three kittens came out and I freaked because I love kittens. So, my friend picked one up and handed it to me, since he didn't have a problem with helping himself to their kittens like I did. And I fell in love. The lady came out and seen me holding her kitten and asked if I wanted to take it home. Well, as much as I would have loved to, I cannot have pets. But my friend insisted that I take it and we could keep it at his house. So, we came to the farm to buy two pumpkins and left with a kitten as well. And as a reminder we named the kitty Punkin! And boy is it an amazing little kitty!

She was skittish at first, but after a while of being held and loved on by several people, she grew to like us and is very happy! And soooo dependant. If you leave her alone for even a second she begins to cry, it's so cute, yet so very sad. So, 5:40 a.m. this morning, Punkin decided to wake me and my friend both up by her mewing. I took her and got her some water then held her until I had to get up at 7. Then while I was getting ready for school I let her play around in the house and she followed me everywhere!! :) How adorable is that?? Unfortunately, she isn't aloud to stay out in the house so for now we keep her in a hamper. (I KNOW IT'S HORRIBLE!!) But, Punkin is a little ninja kitty. She climbed up the hamper like it was a ladder and push the lid off to get out... So she's adorable and a genius!! I love little Punkin and I hope his parents let him keep her... Or I might have to just take her home regardless of the rules... :3

Photo taken from:

http://www.dvorak.org/blog/2008/04/12/effects-of-meth-on-your-face/

I believe that numbers 3 & 4 would be the best with my topic. Nearly everyone has a story or life experience dealing with drug use. I plan to make them re-live those experiences, and show them how things could have been different if drugs weren't involved. Hopefully, they will see how things still CAN be different. We're young, and we have our whole lives ahead of us. I want them to know just how great, or bad, it could be depending on their choices in life. Not only for themselves, but for those around them now and in the future.

Dear Everyone that reads this (That would be you Mrs. Sims :] ),

My crazy family had a bad day yesterday and there was constant bickering all day! Although I don't like the bickering, I can easily block it out and pretend it isn't there, so it doesn't bother me too awfully bad. However, my Mama can't!

Yesterday her systolic blood pressure got up to 231!!!!! That's crazy! I worry about her and I would like to ask that everyone pray for her, please!!! For those of you who may not know, a normal blood pressure is around 120 systolic. That is 111 too high!!! So again, keep her in your thoughts. I love my Mama and I want her to be healthy!!

I think I'm beginning to like blogging. I love the freedom of ranting on and on about nothing. It's kind of fun.

The Happy me is back with a vengeance!

Recently things have been rather stressful in my house. Everyone has been irritable lately and you couldn't cut the tension with a cleaver! Yet, there are the moments where everyone is getting along and we are all talking or laughing about something-I live for these moments. It seems that no matter how bad a situation is, these moments make up for it. My Mom, Sistor (the spelling is an inside joke), and I have been spending a lot of time together recently. I'm happy to say that my Sistor is back to her old self (forgive for I am unable to share with you the details of her "unusual self") and we've been getting along great.

I love my family. I really do. Even if everyone at some point during the day, every day, make me want to pull my hair out. We are a difficult and strange group of people, but I guess that's what really ties the knot of us being called a "family". And our craziness isn't all bad. Quite actually, most of it's hilarious... But that might just be the opinion of an insider. I don't know, but I can't say I really care either. I, for one, am an optimistic person, but realistic as well. For instance, the saying goes: An Optimist will see the glass as being have full, a Pessimist will see it as half empty. My opinion depends on the situation. Was the glass poured to only half full? Or drank to half empty? Maybe I'm thinking too much into it... But that shows just the type of person I am I guess. Too literal and silly. Well, out of time.

Love you all, see ya later!

:)

Well, I got bored yesterday and decided it would be fun to cut my hair. Considering the past mistakes I've made, it isn't too bad. It is a little choppy and slightly short in some places, but overall it's still there.

It does however remind me of a mullet. Not all the time, just at certain angles. And the choppiness with fade with time. So, I'm going to leave it as it is. Besides, I like Joe Dirt. :)

I love smiles. And for a while now, I've been with out one. But I'm happy to say it is returning in increments. :) I still have moments when I think too much and get sad, but they aren't occurring as often as they were. I've decided that no matter how much I may cry or pout, it isn't going to change anything. So, why make myself miserable for nothing? Yes, it's true I can't just pretend it doesn't hurt me, or that I don't miss my friend... But I've chosen to live life anyway- regardless of how much I don't want to without him. But, obviously I meant nothing to him anyway, so I'm getting over it. Slowly but surely. The point of this post? Be happy. Regardless of what others make you want to feel. Happiness rules all. There is no greater feeling than being happy. So smile and let everyone see those pearly whites!

Also, if you find yourself absolutely incapable of smiling. I'm here for you to gripe at/to, cry on, or maybe just have a normal conversation with. :) That's another thing I love, listening. If nothing else, I am a great listener. I may not have any answers for you, but sometimes it just helps to let it all out. And the best thing, I am in no position to judge ANYONE for ANYTHING they do. Not that I would anyway. But we all have our issues, some may be larger than others'. I understand that completely and everything said to me would be confidential and taken to my grave upon request.

I love you all, and don't forget to smile! :D