The Greatest Things

As probably everyone created knows, the past week has been a mess of just about every emotion possible to the human being. Fortunately, things are turning around. One of the things I did when i was upset, though was make this list of all the things that are absolutely amazing about life. I know, it's kind of corny, but I needed it at the time - and now looking back at it, its a good mood booster. It's even pretty with all its colors, so thats a plus. XD So i just thought I'd share. =]

Falling in love.

Laughing so hard your face hurts.

The first bite of your favorite kind of pie.

A hot shower.

Lying under the stars by yourself for awhile.

A special glance.

Knowing you put a smile on someone else's face.

Getting mail (bills excluded).

Chocolate.

Taking a drive on a pretty road.

Hearing your favorite song on the radio.

Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.

Trying something completely new.

The first flower of spring.

Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.

Listening to the rain on a tin roof.

Milkshakes.

The first hamburger of summer.

A bubble bath and a good book.

Giggling.

The first snow of winter.

The beach.

Finding money.

Healing the scars of a grudge.

The first tree changing into the amazing colors of fall.

Laughing at yourself.

Opening Night.

Looking into their eyes and knowing they care about you.

Winning something.

Midnight phone calls that last for hours.

Going to the movies with a pile of your friends.

Running through sprinklers.

Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.

Finding a song that perfectly fits your life at that moment.

Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.

Going mudding for the first time.

The standing ovation you get when the show was really rough to put together and you realize it was totally worth it.

Laughing at an inside joke with friends.

Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.

Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.

Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).

Going to a resturant to eat with friends and attempting to out-eat each other.

Making new friends or spending time with old ones.

Playing with a new puppy.

Having someone play with your hair.

Singing like nobody's listening.

Sweet dreams.

Being in public and catching everyone's attention by acting like an idiot.

Hot chocolate.

Adorable little kids.

Road trips with friends.

Visiting where your childhood took place.

Swinging on swings.

Being complimented.

Making chocolate chip cookies.

Ice Skating.

Holding hands with someone you care about.

Bittersweet memories.

Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.

The feeling you get when they say something and you think 'that was the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me' and you think the same thing tomorrow when they say something else.

Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.

The rush of jumping 2'6" on a 1200lb. animal that is totally in your control.

Watching the sunrise.

Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.

Knowing that somebody misses you.

Thinking about your day when lying in bed and thanking God for making it so wonderful.

Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.

Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.

woot for a July post!

I'm a horrible blogger, I've decided. and dammit, my computer isn't letting me enter. God, i hate this piece of junk. ...anyway, i guess since i cant enter and tab in, you're getting another rambling running paragraph. sorry. ...so there's not much difference now anyways because i only really have 2 things i can think of to write about.

1. The relationship. It's going good, but i find myself not helping the fact that I'm a thriving flirt. i feel this may become a problem. I don't intentionally do this, and I'm not planning on making anything of the flirting, but i guess it is normal. i just feel the need to slow down on it, after all - i am very happy where i stand.
2. the Shakespeare play has been keeping me busy, so hey - make my last few months worthwhile and come see it, please? Veteran's park in Cresson - July 10-11-12 at 7:00, and July 13 at 2:00. $6.00 per person to get in to see it. bring blankets or chairs or snacks or whatever, but there aren't seats. so bring what you need.

hm. other than that, theres not been much going on. I've had suspicions about some people, which sort of kind-of ties in with #1, but not exactly. I can't really say much about it though, it's not exactly necessary. hm. what else can i add.... I've been kind of mad at the sky lately. it's either been giving horrible rainstorms that make my pasture so muddy that i sink up to my knees in mud, or its been so humid and sticky that 15 minutes after my shower, i feel just as gross as i did before i jumped into it. and the damn flies and mosquitoes have been driving me up the wall. The bats must have had their fill, because there sure are a lot of bugs this year. i swear a spider bite made me partially sick. i still have a mark from it 3 weeks later. ...ugh.

...so i found that i can enter down with that one button thing above. that's helpful. after i already typed what i have, I'm not going back to fix it.

Oh! something else exciting that i just thought of... I've had a surprise batch of babies on the 4th of July. This was the first time that i wasn't expecting a litter. i take full blame and feel like a horrible person because of the way this happened, but all the babies are fine and they are beautifully marked. I actually saved them because of the time i went out and checked on them. so yay! I'm a ....Grammy? ew. never mind. we'll skip the title.

hm. i suppose that's about it. ...yes, i know. I'm a horrible blogger. haha.

ouch.

I realize I've been neglecting this blog for quite some time now.
I apologize for this.
But Look! I have paragraph options on MY computer now! ...well, sort of. Just entering options. Not tabbing in.
right now, I'm just fed up with being sick. I've had a temperature varying between 102 and 103 for the past 3 days, and i sit here with a thermometer in my mouth to see if it is 4 days.
I went to the doctors yesterday and honestly i cant pronounce or spell whatever it is i have. he gave me this medicine though that was supposed to make me feel brand new by this morning, and well, it didn't.
...I think my thermometer is broken. it's saying my temperature is BELOW normal. ...odd.
anyway, if I DO still have a temperature, I'm going to the ER.
...fun.

I'm dying inside from not being able to see anyone in this condition. I cant really talk on the phone that well because

1. The doctor poked around in my ears till they hurt and now its hard to hear
2. my throat is so swollen that when I swallow, my tonsils have rough sex. this is painful.

...and I'm getting sick of that stupid noise my phone makes when i get a text message. either i need a new noise or i need to lay off the texting.

and it starts to surface..

Jesus. only 3 days left of school. my social life for another year is about to diminish. The worst part is though, that I'm going to have this unnaturally large hole in my chest because there is so much that I'm going to miss. Come next year, I'm going to feel like i have no friends because all the seniors are leaving. there's so much i haven't said or done with them. I've confided in those people for quite awhile now, with a few in particular in mind. Graduation day is around the corner and i know I'm going to cry... so probably nobody will want to sit with me. haha. This is where life starts. This is where they start looking for jobs and begin thinking about starting families. Here comes the emotional Gabbi. I'm sorry if you have to experience this in person.

only 760 miles from home

So I'm sitting in a hallway at a ....college? i think? that i don't even know the name of.
we are waiting to get into a room to watch the duo finals.. and none of us from PC made it to finals.. but that's okay because we all are in jeans and it feels so nice. so very, very nice. especially when you get to have on sneakers after acquiring 3 blisters and an ingrown toenail. XD
But this trip is like the best trip I've ever been on. ever. free food. free hotel. Sara seeing me naked. just wow. XDD I even got to sleep with her hhahahaa.
anyway, the shopping continues, and this laptop is getting increasingly warm on my lap. The late night apples to apple-ing is so intense. so is the who-what-where-when-why game. i think i laughed till i cried at least 7 times. no exaggeration. I've switched genders for a day, too. mannn. this is amazing. XD

Before worms consume my flesh..

I've always had a mental list of things I've planned on doing before I die. So for fun, I'm going to actually write them down.. and obviously you can't do some of these alone, so feel free to volunteer if you're up for it =]

• attend the Olympics
• have my portrait painted
• skinny dipping
• streaking
• kiss: under fireworks and in the rain
• sex in the rain in a field
• send a message in a bottle
• learn to dance jazz
• shower in a waterfall
• spend a night in a haunted house [likely I'll chicken out]
• spend New Years in Time Square
• visit the Grand Canyon
• Scuba dive
• write a song
  I know there's more somewhere in there, but I can't think of any more off the top of my head. I know some of them are ridiculous, but hey. I'm especially fond of the waterfall idea though. =]

General Descriptions

...I've just discovered that this will not let me use paragraphs, and this will frustrate me more than you would guess. Anyway, my life currently consists of the following: school, family, forensics [until next week, anyway], 4H, the horses, rabbits, etc., preparing for 'Taming of the Shrew', work, friends... etc. I'm pretty busy for the most part, but i keep telling my mom, "if I wasn't this busy i might have done drugs". Obviously, I say this just to make her feel better. Don't get the wrong idea there. XD ...I know that just about every girl in existence will say 'I'm not your average girl'. This is obvious in any case, and I've stated my argument that 'being normal is weird'. this contradicts itself if you think about it, but it makes sense anyway. So my point is, no, I'm not average - obviously. I come off as loud, optimistic, and probably obnoxious to some. The thing is though, I'm way more emotional sometimes than I let people know. I'm a faithful journal writer, and secretly wish to publish a journal someday for my own benefit... even though that's about impossible with the content of mine. Really, that's the only place that I've ever confided all of my feelings and thoughts within. There are friends that know a lot of those secrets, but they don't know as much as they think they do. Sometimes that turns around to bite me in the ass, but what can you do? Sometimes i get those moments that i think people know more than they should, but at times that's almost what i need. I'm not a needy person, mind you. I'm not a jealous person, and every friendship or relationship I've ever been in, I always let people get away with probably more than they should. I've got a million stories to tell, and frequently i feel the need to tell someone, but most of the time i don't because 1. They probably aren't that interested 2. They're not exactly the best memories, some of them ....This is where i remind you that not having paragraphs is annoying the piss out of me... Let's change subjects, shall we? ... I have dreams that I'm embarrassed to tell about. Not the literal dreams, I'll tell you all about those and laugh about them.. but the dreams that involve the future. Anytime that i decide to tell someone what i really would love to do, I'm reminded that its about impossible for someone like me, in more ways than one. I might as well spell it out on here for you to understand. I'd love to stay on stage for the rest of my life. Musical Theatre would be the best out there, but the lack of dance experience and vocal skills really affects the application. That, and my being short affects my chances, too. I could go into a big discrimination topic right about now, but nobody wants to read about that when it's mentioned so much in everyday life. What doesn't make sense though is that I like being short. it's almost like my signature. Like Marilyn Monroe's mole, or Van Gogh's ear..It's what makes me... 'not your average girl', you could say.