My favorite.

My mom. If you don't know, I'm very close with my mom, and I mean super close with my mom. I don't keep secrets, I don't lie, and I don't fight with her. She's my everything at this point. I really do believe with everything that there is no one who loves my mom more than me. I simply don't think it's possible. I love my mom more than anyone, anything,and everything. Someday, I really hope that I can be as great of a mom as she is. My mom is very modest, but I feel she's the best mom I can ever ask for. It's so pleasing to call her my mom, and I don't know if I'll ever love anyone more than my mom.

Today, I stayed home from school, just so I can chill with her. i've been so busy lately, I've missed her, and she misses me. I don't know if I can move away from her for too long ever. She's like my best friend, but closer.

Perspective

Well, in Creative writing, yesterday we had to write from the perspective of someone who is the wrong doer in the middle of some gossip or scandal. most people picked tiger woods, but I didn't because it's whatever and I don't really know whats going on there.
Well, I thought about gossip that I had heard, and stuff I had pretty much accumulated.
And I wrote about something I heard about someone, and I kinda understood them a little better even if this wasn't their situation.


I wrote about a guy, who left a girl for another one.
His intentions were not to be a doucher.
His intention wasn't to hurt this other girl at all, but it happened...
all because the girl he had always liked, the one he felt was unavailable to him
she finally made it possible for them to be together.

so he took that chance, because he was trying to show this girl how much he really liked her...and thought being with someone he had longed for was something he deserved.

Now that I look at it that way, I don't think of him so badly.
I actually kinda respect it.
it's sad that someone got caught in the cross fire, but heyyy, it happens. it's life.

Cameron Solis

made his own website...and paid for it.
lol.
CameronSolis.com
sick, right?

lol. So let me tell you about my buddy Cameron. I use to call him Calico...because his hair reminded me of the colorings of a calico cat. I met him at school through my bestie Christoph Norris. Cameron has a funny laugh...it's contagious. it's kinda just a fast breathing from his nose, like he's trying to hold it in. Adorable. He use to eat lunch with me, and we would enjoy student store time, but since he changed schools, we don't do that anymore.


So he owns his name....as a domain....siiiiiiiick.
Let's all learn from this. Something that may seem pointless may actually be pretty coool when you're like, 70 and surfing the web and find things from your past. Plus, he OWNS HIS NAME!
lol. Goodluck with your webpage CALICO! Just wait, it's going to be SIIIICK as soon as he figures out how to work it.

I adore.

ice cream. I consume it more than I should. About twice a day.



any kind, I don't discriminate against flavors.

Even thought it's bad for me, I'm glad someone invented it....YAY!


Ice cream makes me think of hot tjommy mommy. I miss him. I want to get ice cream with him more often. I'm making it a plan.

My boyfriend Michael.

My man. This guy is the one that dazzles me. I can talk to him about everything and anything. I adore him. I was just talking to him about not knowing what to write about, and he told me to write about him...well it was more like "write about how much you want my body" followed with a winky face. So here it goes...My Blog on Michael.

He cares for his body. I think it's super sexy and I LOVE that he has nice muscles and isn't overly obsessed with working out. Like, he's just hella solid and that makes me really appreciate being close to him, because feeling those muscles is just hot. I love to hug and cuddle with him ALWAYS.

Another thing that may sound a little creepy...but not too much, is that he smells nice ALL THE TIME. I like that. I mean, who wouldn't? I just talked to him about this today, and he thought that I might have not liked the way he smelled because I didn't say anything, but I just didn't want to sound weird. Oh, and he is always dressed nice. Like, not coming over in sweats and shit, not that that's too important...but I still like it. His clothes compliment that hot body underneath it too.

Then there's the things he says. I don't know why but they just makes me feel good. He calls me babe, and it's cute to me. I never thought I would like that kinda stuff, and with him I do. I like that he texts me in the morning, and wishes me goodnight and asks me what I'm up to. He's always down to watch a movie with me, and doesn't care if us hanging out just consists of getting a slurpee. it's never a dull moment. I look forward to chillin with him always and really like that he's my boyfriend.


Michael. This was suppose to be about how I want your bod....but it's just about you in general.
But I guess all these things contribute to how I want your bod ;)

wonderful.

There are always people that you will never forget.
people who never fail to evoke great memories.

Really, I don't know where I would be today without my baby samantha.
I met her only a few months ago, but I would be lost without her.
I love her so much, and would be there for her whenever she needed me.
Day, night, whenever, it's always a good time for samantha.

another good person is Dj. She always makes me feel amazing.
Please, never leave me. I love your silly talks and all your freaking out.
You make me feel needed and I appreciate you.

Hep. Oh, good ol' heppy. Hector Miranda is my oldest, and dearest friend. All thought many never picture us being good friends, and sometimes we don't hang out as much as we should, I always know he's there for me. Reliable. When I'm the most down, I call him. he's not afraid of telling me the truth, like when I'm being a dumb girl, or when I need to stop crying over stupid things. Hector, you're my male counterpart, you complete me. I hope to never loose you. Although I may seem bitter sometimes, never leave me alone.

Esaies Freeman. My lunchbag. My partner. I met you my freshman year, and high school would be nothing without you. You make me yummy food and I think you are just the most amazing guy ever. Togehter, we're "'lunchboxes"' and brown kids. We're going to be friends for all time, and this I know because we have something special, unlike any other friendship I've had. It's undescribably. I love you.

NATALIEEEEEE! my butch woman. I don't even know how to start with her. You're funny, outrageous, gorgeous, smart, and an inspiration to me. Even if it took us a while to get to where we are now, you know so much about me. I tell you stuff I don't tell others. You're the first. I can never think about you without a smile on my face and a good feeling. You're my wonderful best friend and I have you always because I would never let you go. I mean, everyone has nipples right? I mean, at least one, more commonly two, and some even have three! Get over it!