Rolling on a river.

Went kayaking for the first time today with Amanda, Brian, Michele, and Dad. It was great, but now I'm slightly burnt(The fact that I'm already pretty tan makes me slightly burn resistant. :) and my arms feel like noodles(It was a major work out), I got really wet, and at one point me and Brian went down some rapids without the kayaks. It was a great deal of fun and very tiring. Needless to say I would love to do it again some time. The only thing wrong is that it's expensive :(. It cost thirty dollars to rent a single(which are alot of fun ^_^) or forty-four dollars to rent a double(not as much fun but at least you can split the costs of the money with someone else AND have someone to talk to the entire time.) another problem with the doubles are that you would have to have someone strong in back because there is too much work for someone as tiny as me. That is why I have decided that next time I go I want to go with our entire youth group and simply share a kayak with someone else. =D I think it would be fun anyways..

Trying but not hard enough???

He's sixteen can play the drums and guitar, he's a great athlete, he has a job, he has already graduated high school, and his only problem when it comes to buying a car is that he has yet to find one. He makes it(life) seem so easy too! I really don't know what I'm doing wrong. I fell behind in school, I'm turning sixteen this year, I can never remember what grade I'm in, I don't have alot of money, I'm probably no where near graduating, I'm not that good at sports despite how active I am, I taught myself to play piano but it doesn't matter because I suck, the only thing I can do is sing and not very well because it only takes one note that's too high for my throat to cut off and everyone to think I sing awful. I wake up at 4:30 every morning and go to prayer service and come home at six, sometimes I nap and other times I go straight to work. I work around 10 hours everyday sitting in a car that doesn't have air conditioning or in the hot sun. I'm so tired that I keep forgetting where I'm going with this. Oh yeah, I really don't know WHAT I'm doing wrong, wanna help me out?

Losing them again...

I have always had my issues with getting close to people. My number one reason, losing them. I hate losing people I'm close to. She might not be gone forever, maybe not long at all. But what if she comes back different? It wasn't her choice to leave but what if she doesn't want to come back? We have had plenty of good times, and lots of laughs. I just hope your happy, I miss you!

Sharri

Update to my life.

Of life..

I'm moving! I thought it would be hectic, all the days driving back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and... I think you get the picture, moving stuff all the time between these two houses. I thank God that it has been a so far peaceful transaction. I think I like living in Riceville. I'm closer to my friends, and it seems for once in my life I'm happy, as in, no gloomy thoughts in the back of my mind weighing me down. My life is a good life. I've got friends, family, and a God that loves me no matter what! What else could I ask for?

!JFEST 2010!

Well, I guess the best way to sum it up is to say it ROCKED! Mr. Anderson claims he wasn't embarrassed when I head banged but he did give me a really weird look, I guess he always looks that way ;) Matthew West did a great job, band-less or not, he was awesome. He made up a song about snow cones(which by the way, was MUCH funnier than the so-called-comedian. I felt very sorry for that guy.). I know I embarrassed his little sister, I recall her words as, "People are starting to stare" I guess when me and my sister go to a concert it's bad enough, when we are together at one, it's plain awful. Needless to say, we should do it again.

My Week...?

.Perfect.

Totally Single

(Would like everyone to know that I'm not using actual names from here out. ^_^)

Sunday night just about everyone had left. J had just went to his car when Bro. C pulled up once more. He got out of the car and went to pick something up off of a bench. I almost laughed at the site of him carrying a purse. "She leaves this thing everywhere and the moment she realizes it's gone I have to drop everything I'm doing and go get it!" He mumbled to himself then stopped as he saw me. "What are you doing out here by yourself?" He asked as he walked over to me. "Watching my little brother and waiting for M and SR to get back from the oasis Building" I replied. As J started to drive off I thought out loud "I wonder if I left anything in his car? I leave more stuff in his car then I do anyone else's." I stated quite simply. I had almost forgotten Bro. C was standing next to me when he said "Oh, are you two dating?" "What?! Me and J? No...." I replied. "...no." I said once more confirmingly.

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Tuesday night near the end of the altar service I went and sat with my friend who I hadn't seen in a while. A little girl came up to me and whispered in my ear "Are you and that guy dating?" She asked. I turned to look at him then looked back at the girl. "No." I said flatly starting to despise such questions. "Ok." She said and turned around to the other girl standing next to her, "I told you." She said quite matter of factly. "Well, I just thought..." Whatever else she said was lost.

Later on that night...

I was sitting on a bench next to him(again) when another of my friends came out and sat on the bench opposite us. We continued to talk for awhile and then finally there was silence. "So..." said the one sitting across from us, "are you two dating now?" He asked innocently. My friend instantly moved farther away from me and shouted "I HATE YOU!" at the exact moment I started to say, "GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FREAK!"

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There have been many people hooking up at our church as of recent, it would so seem that due to the fact everyone else is hooking up everytime I hang out with one of my guy friends I must be dating that person, I mean, why else would I be hanging out with him? Well, I'm tired of it. No, I'm not dating anyone and no, I don't plan to. People keep asking if I have a date for the Spring Formal and my answer is always, "Am I suppose to?" I don't think it's impossible for me to be just friends with a guy and I will prove it. I have stayed single this long and just because everyone else has a boyfriend or girlfriend does not mean that I have to! So yeah I am Totally Single and happy that way. ^_^

Clumsiness.... 0_o

So my day yesterday was bad, like REALLY bad... I guess what made it bad was that I'm so clumsy. I managed to break a door yesterday... "What?" yep... I don't hardly know how I did it, I suppose I was a little mad at Stephen when I closed it but still, a door?! Pretty bad. I also broke a vase, almost set our couch on fire and almost threw an oven mit into the oven. Yes, I was very clumsy yesterday, I also punched something so hard that my knuckles are internally bruised. So, yeah, I need to work on this alot. Like, alot of alot. Pray for me...

The picture- To take or not to take?

It wasn't five minutes ago and yet I have already forgotten how this insignificant conversation occurred. Have you ever seen pictures where the guy/girl who took it obviously took the picture him/herself? Well, my dad has, and sadly it would seem the only ones he has seen is taken by me or my sis. I wouldn't deny that I do take pictures of myself, it's not because I'm vain or think I'm pretty and worth the picture and or time to take the picture, it's just because I get bored and sometimes I just feel like taking a picture of myself. Now-a-days, it isn't hard to find someone who takes a picture of him/herself in fact it's quite common so that they have pictures for, Myspace, Facebook, Blogger, ect. ect. and it's not just girls.
Mom and dad were sitting in the living-room next to the kitchen(where I just so happened to be) when I heard dad say "...taking pictures of themselves all day long. I guess it's a girl thing."
That's when I walked in. "What? It's not a girl thing, there are plenty of guys that take pictures of themselves as well." I pointed out.
"Yes, but they don't take thirty pictures a day of themselves either." Dad retorted.
"Neither do I." I said defensively. Dad returned my words with a blank stare.
"I don't," I said once more finding the need to defend myself further, "as a matter of fact, I haven't taken not one picture of myself all day long."
"Whatever." was the only reply I received.

So, something tells me my dad remains unconvinced, but it's not a girl thing, and it's not a guy thing, it is simply a thing and that is that.