HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!

Oh MY GOODNESS!!! Twilight was probably the most amazing book that I've ever read in my entire life. You guys weren't kidding about it. Lol.
But anyway, Happy Thanksgiving!
I'm in Maryland with my family for this holiday. We ate at a place called Buddy's. It was really good except I'm a really picky eater so I had diffuculty finding food that I liked. It doesn't feel like Thanksgiving that much, but I hope everyone has a great holiday! =]

ugh.

I didn't get any sleep last night, and it shows greatly in my appearance today. Lol.
So last night, Tim, the High Point University rep. for New Jersey called my house. Yeahh. Called my house! I freaked out! All he wanted was to find out where my transcript is, but still. A college rep. actually called for me to check up on my stuff. How many college reps. actually call people's house? Not many. So I was pretty excited. Then he started a conversation about school, and idk it was so cool lol. :) I hate school.

I'm still having boyfriend problems, and I still need help! Anthony keeps lying to me, so I decided that its time to take a break. I'm so upset and hurt, and I have so much other stuff going on. We were together for a year and four months on the 28th, and not being with him just doesn't feel right. But I feel like if I don't do this, then he'll never take me seriously and he has to take me seriously. Our relationship isn't making me happy anymore, and it sucks to say that, but I'm miserable. :( Help! (again)

College, College, College.

More news on the college front.
My dad has me looking at Rider University and Rampo and stuff. Truth is, every school that I look at either looks too boring or too center city or too something. I dont know what I'm doing. High Point was my only school all last year and this year, but now I'm finally starting to see why looking into other schools would have been a smart thing to do last year. I feel like I'm stuck now, with very few options and that is NOT a good feeling. Time is ticking away; it's already November and I have only applied to one school. I feel like I'm in a serious rut here. I dont really know what happens next.

Living Deeply?

"People living deeply have no fear of death."
~Anais Nin

What exactly does "living deeply" mean anyway? I feel like I live deeply, or to the fullest. Is that what that means? I have a fear of death. In fact, I'm very afraid of what happens after you die.
I guess thats kind of silly when you think about it. To be afraid to die. When I was little I always used to think about what happend. I pictured myself looking down from Heaven and watching everything. I didn't have a normal body; my body was like clouds or something and I could see everything that was going on. I didn't feel anything and I didn't think anything. I just stood up there and watched.
Actually, I dont feel that I'm living my life to the fullest. I always worry about the silly little things that dont really matter all that much; you know, the things that mean something for those crazy intense ten seconds and then become nothing when the next big crazy thing comes along. I worry about the future wayyy too much; about where I'm going and what I'm doing and stuff like that. Now that its time to fill out college applications, I get all worked up and freak out when I start them and end up not finishing them. I only finished one. I have about five to do still. I feel like school is getting harder, things at home are getting insane, and I barely have time for anything besides school, college stuff, and the occasional meal. (JUST KIDDING ABOUT THAT. =]) But really. I'm basically freaking out about the future. =( I guess thats the stuff about being a senior that my parents left out.

Maybe living "deeply" will help all of this out? Maybe.

Okay, boyfriend trouble.

I just got home from hanging out with my boyfriend. I left because his friends got there.
Lately, we've been having some issues. He is paying more attention to his friends than he is to me, and I dont want to seem like I'm a bad girlfriend or something, but is it normal that he doesn't text me back when he goes and hangs out at his friends houses? Or doesn't take the five seconds to just tell me that he's going somewhere so that when i try to call him, and get the ignore button hit on me? Not to mention the fact that he is ALWAYS with some other girls when he goes over there. Is this like...right? I mean I know that he would flip out if I ever pulled this kind of stuff. But he does it almost everyday. The people that he hangs out with are bad, and I dont trust them. I just worry that something is going on behind my back. (I'm a veryyyy paranoid person, but come on, dont I have a reason to be??) I need answers, someone helpppppp meeeee!!!!

Drafts Dont Work.

So my computer is rather slow, and it wouldn't let me publish my EIGHT posts from this weekend. I saved them all as drafts, and now they're gone! I'm very upset about this, because now my blog is die tomorrow and I have to do like 5 more posts. I'm not that creative, and I cant really make up cool stories on impact. So the next few posts aren't going to be that special. =] lol.

Sound Story- The Crazy Carousel

It was a crisp fall day, with perfect blue skies and just a slight relaxing breeze. For the Jensen family, it was the perfect day for the down-town festival. Mom and Dad were loading up the car. Lily, the eldest child, was sitting in the passenger seat, messing with the radio. Megan, the middle child, was sitting in the drivers seat yelling at her sister to stope mssing with the radio. That left Connor, the youngest child and only boy. He was sitting on the front stoop, watching all of this action. He is a very observant six year old. His two older sisters finally stopped fighting.

"Connor, can you please get in the car?" his mother called. "We're really leaving this time,I promise."

Connor's mother said that they were leaving about an hour ago. He dragged himself to the car and they left.

When they got to the festival, Connor's eyes went wide just from what he saw out his window of the car.

"Isn't it great, Con?" his father asked.

Immediately after they stepped foot on the festival grounds, the two older girls were hounding their parents for money.

"We're meeting at the car at eight sharp!" their mother called out as the girls disappeared into a group of friends.

Connor and his parents went on the Tug-Tug Turtles, the bumper cars and boats, and went in the haunted house. However, the family couldn't seem to find Connor's favorite ride, the old time favorite. The Carousel.

Then all of a sudden as they neared the exit to the fair, Connor's eyes spotted a room type box set up on the corner of the field. They decided to check it out.

Inside the room was a carousel looking ride, but it seemed to be for older children. Loud rock music was blasting from speakers that were set up all around the room. The ride was going faster than a normal carousel, and it was green and black painted. Connor wanted to go on it anyway.

He later realized that some rides are worth waiting for, as he spent 20 mintues with his head in the trash can closest to the ride exit.