Once in a Lifetime

This Week is AMAZING

2011-04-26T11:50:00.004-05:00

No really. Are you ready for this? So Cassie spent the night on Friday. I had gone to Hobby Lobby earlier that day to buy two black t-shirts and some very vibrant colored paint for, are you ready for this nerdiness, MEG CABOT T-SHIRTS!!!!!!!!!! Cassie and I stayed up until 2:30 Saturday morning watching What Women Want (a classic sleepover movie) and painting our shirts. Then we had to wake up at 7:30 on Saturday so that we could go with her mom to Barnes and Noble in Southlake to get our MEG CABOT WRISTBANDS!

Funny Story? Nobody really cared about the wristbands except for us. No really... we got there as soon as the doors opened, went to the front desk and asked the lady behind the counter about the wristbands. She didn't act like we were completely mental, so we knew we were in the right spot. She had to call around to see where they were, but found out they were being handed out at the customer-service desk. So we walked over there and lo and behold, we were the only two dorks that cared. The guy didn't even ask to see our printed-out receipts, proving that we had bought Abandon. We got purple wristbands, which means we're the first (and only) two people in Texas who want to see Meg Cabot.

But we'll be meeting her in STYLE:

Aren't they COOL??? Mine's on the left, Cassie's is on the right. And on the back they say our names and then names of Meg's books!!!!!! I'M SO EXCITED.

And we might get more than two seconds to see her because, um, we'll be the only two people there.

Anyway, I'm also SO EXCITED about Thursday. It's mine and Kevin's FIVE YEAR ANNIVERSARY. We don't get to see each other on Thursday, though, because he has work in the morning, and I have work at night. We've been trying to plan a few things but they fell through. He wanted to go to a Ranger's game (which I hope we get to go to this Summer!) so instead, I'm taking him out (Well technically he's driving and I'm telling him where to go ... but whatever) to a SECRET place that I won't post here until after Sunday (when we're celebrating our anniversary). I can't wait to see the look on his face- I hope he loves it as much as I think he will.

I can't believe it. FIVE YEARS. Wow.

We went to his grandma's for Easter on Sunday and I swear that we would've won the "cutest couple" award... at least, that's what everyone kept saying, that we were "soooo cute together!"

So I have work at 3:00, and even though that's three hours away, it takes me FOREVER to get ready.

-Lindsay

Meg Cabot is amazing :)

2011-04-20T13:49:00.005-05:00

AND IS COMING TO TEXAS!!!!!
No really. Do you know how excited I am??
It's a dream come true.
And I mean, I know there will be a thousand people there, at Barnes and Noble in Southlake (not to mention half of those will be screaming 12-year-old girls) (That will be pushed out of the way by Cassie and me) (because you know ... we're so big and strong), and all it will be is "Hi Meg! I LOVE YOU, will you sign my book? Kthnx, bye!" but STILL.

Doesn't she look like she would be everybody's best friend?
Not stuck up and "I am better than everyone because I'm the best writer in the world and I have a bazillion books published"?
(No seriously. She is. The best, I mean.)
And that's why I can't wait to meet her!
I want my picture with her.
I want an autographed book.
I want some actual tips from her on writing- not what she has on her website for everyone to read. But the real juicy stuff that nobody else knows.
I want her to know that, um, I LOVE HER... I mean, that she's my idol.

So, Cassie and I are trying to find Meg Cabot t-shirts online, but can only find the cafepress unecessarily high priced t-shirts that have two words on them, like, "Princess Mia!" or whatever. I actually want this on a t-shirt:

But I can't find one at all...
Maybe I can make my own?
Mmm, I don't care. I'm just SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Lindsay

Never Thought I Could Love This Much

2011-04-10T21:16:00.002-05:00

So ... funny thing. Basically the last time I wrote, Kevin and I were about to celebrate our ... three year anniversary. Is that right? I believe so. ANYWAY, we're about to celebrate our (are you ready?) FIVE YEAR ANNIVERSARY! FIVE YEARS. No way!

But we'll get back to that later.
How was my weekend? Well, I'm glad you asked!

I just spent the ENTIRE weekend with Kevin. ENTIRE. WEEKEND. He came over Friday around 6:00 (and thanks to Sheldon Cooper, we now have a word to describe this time of day- the "preevening") and we ate supper, then stayed up until 12:30 watching movies! I went to bed and he kept watching television in the living room. The next morning I woke him up at around 11:00 and we ate breakfast together. We basically just lounged around all day and watched movies- He watched Glee with me! That was amazing! Then we stayed up until 1:00 this morning, watching Glee and other movies. This morning I woke him up at 10:30 and I don't think he got off the couch until noon... and then he left around 2:00?
So, I had a fantastic weekend, thanks!

So, back to the anniversary? Okay. We couldn't think of anything to do, and I REALLY wanted the two of us to sit down and really think of what we wanted to do for our day. Because it should be our decision- not his and not mine alone. But he came up with this fabulous idea (that he got from his co-worker's shirt) that since, hey, we both love baseball, and I keep talking about wanting to go see the Rangers, that it would be a GREAT IDEA to go see a Ranger's Game!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry. I'm just a teensy bit excited.

But, pictures are PROMISED. And I'm not sure which day exactly that we're going.
Updates. For sure.

And now I'm sleepy :)

-Lindsay

Last Day

2010-02-27T18:08:00.002-06:00

Well, that's it. Today was my last day at The School Zone. We've sold all we can and everything else will go to Teach Mart, our competition, who is winning. It hasn't quite hit me yet that we're finished, but as everyone keeps saying, I'm sure it will finally kick in on Monday.
What's Monday?
Well ... People from Teach Mart are coming to The School Zone to start packing everything up and taking it to their store. But while they're doing that, I'll be at Teach Mart helping them put everything out.
Why?
Because Teach Mart is my new job!!!!
I'm so excited, but also very nervous.
And very, very sad to see The School Zone go.
It's been three years of my life, but it's time to let go and move on.
And this is a definite push into the real world and telling me that "Hello, Lindsay, you dork. You should've learned how to drive when you were 16, like all of the normal teenagers!"
Well. Coulda Shoulda Woulda, I guess. It's also time to move on from that and just get it checked off of my list of things to do.
Things to do before I die.

Anyway, I start Monday...
Eeeeek!

Sorry So Long.

2009-07-07T12:54:00.003-05:00

Um, wow. It's definitely been a while.
I mean: HOLY CRAP IT'S BEEN TWO AND A HALF MONTHS since I've written on here.
Seriously, though. Nobody reads my posts anyway, so what's the point?

Ah well, I enjoy it.

The past two months have been weird. That's the only word I can come up with to sum up everything that's happened.

Let's see:
After the anniversary, Kevin was nothing but lovey-dovey. It was a different, but very cool adjustment. I don't mean that as, "Gosh, he's never romantic!" Just ... he hadn't been in a while.

I remember having a conversation with him quite a few times about our relationship. At one point I didn't think I could handle it anymore. And, on the other end of the spectrum, I was head over heels in love with him. Which is not to say that I'm not still in love with him. Because I totally am. I swear. It's just, you know, he's a boy.

We talked about our future together, and how we want things to work out. Not only solely between us, but just everything in life to ... come together. It doesn't seem as though things will come together soon, sadly.

We got into a couple of arguments, of course. But none of them were so intense to send me over the edge.

Not that this has anything to do with an argument, but I remember one day in particular in June when Kevin came over to my house. He had a school project to do that entailed pictures on a posterboard. He had to come up with a Mission Statement and talk about what he really wanted out of life. He wrote that he'd always wanted to be a rockstar, no matter how silly that may sound to anybody else. He came over to my house to take pictures of the two of us, because the other thing he wants out of life is to have a family and live comfortably. We took pictures of the house as well as us out by our pool in the backyard.
Later, we were in my room together and as he looked around, he said, "So, where is your Twilight poster?" I told him, "I don't have one. As you can see, there is no room for one." After taking pictures of the house and us inside and outside of it, he went back outside and went to his car while I was sitting in the grass in the front yard. He came back in my direction with a poster that he had bought the day before. It, of course, was of Twilight. He was just trying to trick me and make sure that I didn't have a poster before he gave it to me.
We sat in the grass for a long time until the feeling of the grass blowing against his arms finally got to him; it feels like bugs crawling to me, so I wasn't surprised.

Anyway, Kev is on his way up to The School Zone.
I better get going :]

-Lindsay

THREE YEARS!!!

2009-04-29T15:47:00.007-05:00

As most of you know (because I never shut up about something I'm excited about), my three year anniversary with Kevin was yesterday.

Now, I remember on April 1st, I had asked my dad if I could have the 28th off. I begged and pleaded; I even marked the store callendar to make sure he didn't forget. On the 27th, as I said, Dad had told me he wanted me to work on our anniversary. I was SO MAD, I even told Mom, "I can't believe he's making me work!" Remember? I was fuming by that morning, and couldn't believe he would make me work!! But, I guess that's life. And besides, I was looking forward to being able to see him that night, anyway. So I got up, I put on my beautiful shirt that I had bought myself from Buckle, put on some makeup, and walked out the door positive about the day ahead of me. It was, after all, my THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY :]

I had made Kevin a scrapbook consisting of the MySpace conversations between us the first week that we basically knew each other. You know, the messages that say "Hey, I think I like you," and lead to (that week, anyway) "We should go on a date." I thought it was special and something he could laugh at, something that would make him smile, and most of all, remind him of how we met, three years ago.

I brought it along with me when Dad and I went to work. For some reason, we left at 8:30 that morning. I had been WAY too excited to sleep until 8:00 (like usual) and I woke up at 6:30 instead. So we had plenty of time to get ready and leave early because Dad had woken up early too. We were in the car, on our way to work, and I got a call from Kevin. I was shocked that he was up that early, and he said he was doing homework and just waking up. When we got to the store, Dad opened up; turned on the computer, turned on the laminator and the radio. Then he glanced at the clock and said, "I thought it was a quarter to 10:00, not 9:00!" For some reason, I had a sneaking suspicion that he had really known what time it was all along. I don't know, maybe it was my still-wishful-thinking that they both had something up their sleeve to surprise me.

Dad kept asking about the scrapbook, and I said it was for Kevin. He asked if since it was so early, I wanted to go to drop it off at Kevin's house to say Happy Anniversary before work, then we could go to Wal-Mart. I said sure, and we locked up the shop. We headed over to Wal-Mart first, and I got batteries for my camera. We got snacks for the store and other things, too.

Afterwards, Dad drove to Kevin's house and parked in the driveway. I got out of the truck and told him I'd be right back, not worrying about my purse or anything; just the scrapbook. When I ran up the sidewalk and pressed my ear to the front door, I could hear music coming from inside. I rang the doorbell twice anyway, just incase anyone else was home; I didn't want to go barging in! But after nobody came to the door, I walked inside myself. I was greeted by the wonderful smell of bacon and eggs. I walked around the corner and hugged Kevin. When we parted, I crossed my arms and glared at him, smirking at the same time. He kissed me, told me Happy Anniversary, and told me to sit down. My first thought was My dad's outside. So I went outside and saw the truck still in the driveway. I walked up to it and crossed my arms again. I couldn't believe they surprised me! They did, after all, have something up their sleeves! My dad smiled and said, "Ahh, we got you good!" and handed me my purse through the car window. He told me he'd see me later, and drove away. I went back in the house and watched Kevin cook for me. He made scrambled eggs, bacon, and pancakes. Breakfast was delicious and the most amazing surprise. I gave Kevin the scrapbook of our MySpace conversations and he laughed about each page, reminiscing on our life three years before.

Our fun-filled morning finally came to a close when his dad came home at around noon. I was dropped off at The School Zone and Kevin had to go to school at 1:00. I basically stayed in the back room for the rest of the day, until it was time to close the shop. My dad went out to eat with my mom and her friends for some school function they were having. So I was to lock up at the end of the day.

Kevin's family is always having issues with who gets what car for what day, and Kevin's brother Chris is always getting Kevin's car because he has school every day, all day long. It came to be 5:45, and I called Kevin to see if he had his car so I could be picked up by the time I got off work, at 6:00. Lo and behold, though, he didn't, and he had to wait for someone to get home, since he was home by himself at the time. Once his dad got home, though, he was told he wasn't allowed to take out his dad's car. Nor was he allowed to take out his mom's car when she got home. Yeah, I was pissed. Because then somehow it became MY fault that Kevin and I couldn't go out because I DON'T DRIVE.
Oh look, there's some of Lindsay's self-esteem. Oh! And there it goes! Bye-bye Lindsay's self-esteem!

So I kept calling my parents at the restaurant that they had been at since 4:00. Dad kept telling me that he could be at the shop in 10 minutes so he could pick us off and drop us off at Southlake. But I didn't want my dad to drop me off; I had to figure out a way to get Kevin and me out there by ourselves. So I sat on the counter after 6:00, after closing down the shop, turning off the lights, and locking the door from the inside so nobody would come inside. I had the phone pressed to my ear, talking to Kevin about everything from where we wanted to eat (a tie between Italian Bistro and Campania's Pizza and More) to what movie we wanted to see afterwards. Since Kevin's present to me was making breakfast for me, I wanted to take him out and pay for anything he wanted to do. But reality set in, and the time seemed to fly by, as it rarely does at The School Zone, and suddenly it was 7:00, 7:15, 7:30, and my anger got the best of me. I hung up with Kevin and called my dad to tell him what was going on and to beg him to take us to Southlake. They both left, went to go pick up Kevin, then came to pick me up from the shop. We were dropped off at the front, and then they left us. Kevin and I went to Campania's for supper, as we went there last year, and thought it would be a good tradition to begin. Alas, the bad events continued: when we asked for the rooftop seating, the waitress told us the rooftop was closed, due to the apparent rain we were supposed to be getting. We tried to make the best of it, and ordered Fettucini Alfredo. When our order came, though, it wasn't alfredo noodles, oh no, it was SPAGHETTI noodles. How dumb is that? Plus, it was super expensive, for some reason, and really gross, honestly. I paid, and we left. We went to go buy movie tickets, and found a showing for "I Love You, Man" at 9:15. I thought about it, and most movies are around two hours long. I didn't want my dad to have to come pick us up at 11:30. I called Dad and he said that it would be okay, since it was our anniversary, and he felt bad that Kevin's parents wouldn't let him drive.

Kevin and I walked around Southlake for a while before the movie started. Once it got to be around 9:00, we went back to the theater. I was very skeptical about this movie, though. I mean, really. It's about a guy who's getting married and doesn't have any guy friends, so he has to find the right guy to be his Best Man at his wedding. So he goes on a bajillion "bro-dates" and it just keeps getting weirder and weirder with each guy; one thinks he's gay, one IS gay, and the guy he ends up finding is a lonely bachelor who thinks girls are dumb. But I mean, to tell you the truth, that movie was AMAZING. It was hilarious and I could not stop laughing to save my life. I swear, every two minutes at least had a funny moment.

Us at the Movie Theater :]

It came to be the end of the movie, and I called my dad to let him know it was over. He told me he was sitting in his truck outside of the theater, and had been for quite some time. Apparently the movie had run over a little bit. So we both got in the back seat, and I had to regrettably tell him good-bye, goodnight, and Happy Anniversary one more time.

All in all, it was an amazing day.

I can't wait for year four :]

Three Years, Part 1

2009-04-27T22:05:00.002-05:00

Not much to say tonight. Just that I'm SO EXCITED about mine and Kevin's three year anniversary tomorrow :]
I'm a little upset, though, that Dad wants me to work tomorrow morning because of some little "errand" he has to run that he won't tell me about. Wonder what it is. Also, I'm a little upset that Kevin has school from 1:00 to 5:00, and I work from 10:00 to 6:00...so we're not hanging out until AFTER 6:00, more than likely. So that's what, four hours? Whoop-tee-doo. That's like every OTHER date we go on. So how is this special? I guess because, well, it IS our anniversary, after all. I just can't help but wonder if Kevin (and my dad) have a little more planned than what they're letting on. I hope so...Kevin needs to work on the whole "surprising me" thing, so I wonder if he has a little something up his sleeve. :]

Anywho- I'm exhausted. Mom, Dad, and I moved around my room yesterday. So I think I moved four pieces of furniture. Whew, my back hurts, my shoulders hurt...but I'm a weenie, what can I say?
But my room looks SO GOOD. In my opinion, anyway.

So, goodnight :]

Burn it to the Ground.

2009-04-21T10:43:00.000-05:00

Yesterday was probably the worst day I've had in a long time. And it all hit me last night, around 10:30. I don't know what set me off, but there were a million things at once being thrown in my face. I had a history test yesterday and did nothing but study all day long. Kevin came by to visit, which I was happy about because he looked so hot in his new shirt :] But I'm trying to decide where I want to go from here, and what's in store for me for the next five years. I don't know where I want to go to college after NCTC. I don't know if I want to transfer now, or later. I don't know if I'll ever amount to anything, honestly. I feel like everyone around me is moving forward, and I'm standing still. I feel like I'm losing those most important to me. Then again, if they were important enough, they'd stick around, right? But who am I to tell them to stay by my side? It's not their fault they're more successful than I am. I don't know...I just want to BE somebody. And I know that I'm the only one that can make that happen. I know that in order for me to have the life I want, I have discipline myself. I have to write some of my book everyday. I have to do something that scares me everyday, you know, like Mia? (Princess Diaries.) I have to get behind the wheel of a car. I have to get my self confidence up somehow. Because that's not very sexy at all for me to have low self esteem. I want to be sexy, dangit. I want people to look up to me and say "Wow, she's so lucky. I wish I could be just like her." I mean, not in the way like I'm this hot pop star who's stuck up and I want people to be jealous of me. I mean, it'd be nice if SOMEONE out there were jealous of me. But I doubt anyone would ever be.

Anyway, I let Kevin have it last night. On our phone conversation before bed, I screamed and cried and just let it all out. It's not that I'm ashamed of the person I am. It's just...I wish I had achieved more by now. I wish I could go through the every day experiences that everyone else sees as normal. Like going to a job every day. No, a normal job. Not a job where your dad is the boss. I've never had a NORMAL job.

So, after getting off of the phone with Kevin, I finally fell asleep. And I had (to top my horrible day off) the most horrible dream I think I've ever had. Kevin came with my family on a trip, we went to North Carolina. So my grandparents were there with my parents and then there were me and Kev. He was lovey-dovey through the whole night...but then we got in a fight. And he broke up with me. So I kept having to escape suppers and lunches and all of the fun family times to go to the bathroom so I could cry. I couldn't stop crying and I knew I never would. I was just so ... sad. And I know that's a dumb way to put because, well, obviously. But if I think that I've had my heart broken before, I don't want to know what my heart would feel like if he walked away. It was just so strange in the dream; Kevin kept wanting to be there, he kept being lovey-dovey. He wouldn't leave me alone. And I didn't get why he would just break up with me, then pretend nothing ever happened. We talked about it in the dream (our break-up) and he said he didn't want to get back together any time soon, but maybe later in life. I screamed at him more and more and lashed out so many times. "You said forever!" I kept throwing in his face. Then I woke up early this morning, crying again, because I thought that the dream was real. I couldn't control the tears and I can't imagine a life without him.

I don't know. Maybe God is trying to show me how much I would miss him if he left. How much my life would suck without him. I've had people walk out of my life for the past few years, and I've never been so upset. I mean, maybe once, of course. But I'm so, so, so thankful for those people who are still in my life.

I Need You Right Now.

2009-04-19T14:06:00.004-05:00

Turns out, I made myself sicker by going out with Kevin. Man, I feel like the worst best friend ever. :[ I ended up not going to Cassie's last night, and I'm not hanging out with her today. I wish I could see her...I miss her so much. I just felt so bad last night; my stomach hurt and I couldn't breathe through my nose and I kept coughing and sneezing...good times. I asked her if I could just go over there last night, but not spend the night. It didn't work out, though.

But come to find out, a mixture of Nyquil and sinus medication is the perfect mixture! I was knocked out pretty fast, but then woke up in the middle of the night with a pain in my back and shoulders and couldn't go back to sleep. I wished so much that Kevin had a cell phone because I wanted to call him.

Today's a boring day, as every Sunday seems to be. I guess not so much boring as it is lazy. This morning, I ate my cereal and watched TV. I tape Fringe every week, but I've never seen an episode. So I watched the one from a few weeks ago, but I forgot one small, very important detail: American Idol had run over, so the whole show of Fringe wasn't taped. :[ I guess if worst comes to worst, I can watch it online.
Then I helped Mom and Dad pick weeds outside. We turned on the outside radio, and it made things seem to go a little faster. Around 11:00, we started to get hungry, so I went inside and made sandwiches. And so I guess since noon, I've been in my room, checking MySpace, talking to Kevin, and sorting through messages. I deleted all of the hundreds of pages that were full of messages from a "This profile no longer exists" ... which I can only guess were messages from Mandy all of those, well, months ago.
And it's making me think, also making me cry. Not full on breaking down and losing control. I just can't believe we're not friends anymore. I guess, to me, it would be like if Kevin and I broke up. It would just be...weird, and it would take forever for me to get back on my feet. She was as important to me as Kevin is now. It's just so ... weird that we're not friends. And I know it's been months (and months and months) that we haven't been friends. And longer still that we haven't seen each other. But I can't help but miss her sometimes.

Anyway, I still don't feel good, and I think I still have some Nyquil in my system. So I'm going to go take a nap.

-Lindsay

School and Work.

2009-04-18T12:03:00.002-05:00

It's been a long week. I went to work on Monday and Tuesday, but stayed home on Wednesday and Thursday, due to being sick. My throat and head hurt, but I think it was only because my allergies have been so bad lately.

For now, though, all of that has passed. The only downside is that I cannot, for the life of me, breathe through my nose!

For the last week, I've been trying to come up with a brilliant plan for mine and Kevin's three year anniversary, which is coming up in TEN DAYS! Mom suggested a few things, and I think I'm going to try to do them. Kevin needs some new clothes (some NICER clothes) so we went to Southlake last night. I asked him where he wanted to shop because I wanted to buy him something. He suggested American Eagle, and he tried on some jeans and a shirt that I picked out for him. I didn't like the jeans, but oh my God, that shirt? Was hot. It's a nice shirt; long-sleeve, black, button-down. He looked so good in it, I just HAD to buy it for him! Lol.

I think I may take him out to eat for supper. Maybe Italian Bistro- I don't know...I don't have a lot of money right now. I wanted to to make last year's restaurant a traditon (the Campania's Pizza and More) and foot the bill there. But I don't think I'll have enough money. :-/

Anyway, tonight I'm spending the night with Cassie :] I'm excited! Katie wants a job with Mary Kay, and we're doing facials tonight :] Tomorrow, I'll be going to church with them, then to Cassie and Katie's apartment at TWU with the rest of the college class at their church. I'm pretty excited :] But I'm also scared that I won't be able to stay awake for very long tonight. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night, as I kept sneezing, which led to the unfortunate fact of not being able to breathe again. Also, I'm afraid I might sneeze tonight while doing facials :-/ that will not be good.

Oh! And I got my grade back for my Hitler paper that I complained so much about! I MADE A 94!!!!!! I'm SO happy, and I hope that this will help my grade in History.

Well, that's all so far!

-Lindsay

Promises, promises.

2009-04-10T21:54:00.002-05:00

Oh jeez. It's been what, 9 days since I last posted? I'm so sorry!!!
Things have been completely wacky this last week, and I haven't had time to drop by.
I promise that within the next few days, though, I'll have a new blog!

Keep reading!

-Lindsay

April Fools!

2009-04-01T10:26:00.003-05:00

I stayed home yesterday because I woke up too late to have any hope of getting ready for work in time. So my dad left and I ate breakfast. I watched Becoming Jane, which is my new favorite movie. I watched 7th Heaven and Sabrina, the Teenage Witch. I tried to work on my english paper, but it didn't work out until later. Cassie called me and we chatted about our days and this weekend- we're planning a sleepover. :]

My mom came home from her trip in North Carolina last night. Her plane came in at 5:30, so Dad closed up the shop early and went to go get her. I baked some oatmeal cookies for her arrival home :] She said that she would try to be home by 7:00 so we could watch American Idol - she and Dad went out to eat last night after he picked her up from the airport. But they walked in at around 7:30, and I attacked her and hugged her neck; I missed her sooo much!

Good thing we have the DVR, so we can record shows and watch them at our convenience! So I got it set up so we could watch American Idol and we watched it. Come to find out, it only lasted for an hour and a half instead of two hours- BUMMER. But it was fun, anyway.
The show itself wasn't as amazing as I thought it would be, honestly. The theme of the night was any song that has been number one on the charts on iTunes. So Mom and I thought it would be this amazing show with current songs. But half of them chose songs from the 1970's. And half of them...didn't do so great.
But Danny did great, and that's all that matters :]

Anywho- I had my conference with my english teacher last night. It was at 9:30, but didn't start until 9:40. It lasted...until 10:05. Five minutes into it, I really wanted to throw my laptop across the room. Seriously. I sent Cassie a text message that said exactly that. Seriously. The whole conference was 25 minutes of my teacher telling me how bad I am at writing essays. Which, come on, I know that. But you don't have to SAY that.
All I know is- THANK GOD I don't want to write essays and poetry for a living. I just want to write about a girl's experience in high school. With a twist. You know, like Meg. Jeez.

Now I'm at The School Zone. I'm bored as heck, and I'm waiting for a response from Kevin on MySpace. Seems he logged off, though, after he asked ME to talk to HIM. The nerve!

So now I believe I am forced to write my paper for history. Which I pray I make an "A" on because in all honesty, I think I'm failing history :-/

Love,
-Lindsay

I'm Upset.

2009-03-27T14:03:00.002-05:00

Okay so basically, this is going to be a HUGE rant about things that I'm upset about. So bear with me for a few minutes. If you're not interested, wait a few days, I'll have a new blog :]

So number one:
I'm upset about last night's episode of American Idol. From the very beginning, my mom and I liked Michael Sarver. You know, the guy with the "fifth most dangerous job in the world"? Okay, so he was this good guy with this country accent (sort of) and loved country music. I liked him. No, he wasn't the best singer, but he wasn't the worst either. I'm not going to say who I think should've gone home last night. *CoughMeganJoyCough* I mean, this person is possibly the cutest person ever. But let me just say that they better go home next week.

Number two:
I'm upset that Kyle XY isn't going to have anymore shows. Nope, they just had the SERIES finale a couple of weeks ago. I LOVE this show. It had an actual story; an actual point. It had good actors that were easy to relate to and easy to fall in love with. (Not to mention Matt Dallas is a hottie.) The story got deeper and better each season, and by the end, I could relate to the pain, the tears, and the happiness. I wanted certain things to happen. And the series finale? Sucked. Really, what kind of show is so cruel to have the world's cutest couple on it, break them up, make the audience think they were going to get back together, and then leave you hanging on THE LAST EPISODE EVER? How rude! And it only had THREE seasons!! How dumb is that?

Anyway, I guess that's all I'm upset about.
Except for the fact that I can barely see out of my left eye, due to allergies.
And that I can't breathe out of my nose, also due to allergies.

But other than that, gee, I love spring!

Anywho, I'll be back later :]

-Lindsay

Possibly the Longest Day EVER.

2009-03-24T15:20:00.003-05:00

This morning, my dad woke me up at 9:20. I guess I slept through my alarm :-/
I woke up, got ready to go, scanned the pantry for our new Banana Nut Cheerios that my mom bought yesterday, and after figuring out that she must have taken the box to school with her, I settled on a cup of coffee.

It's been possibly the longest day ever. I mean, it's not even 3:30 yet, and I get off at 6:00. Which is in over two hours :[

I spent some time with Courtney on Sunday; we went to Southlake at around 3:00. We went to Charming Charlie's- I bought a pair of reading glasses and a pair of sunglasses. I think I'm going to take both of them back next weekend. I guess maybe I was having a blonde moment when I bought them. I can't fully see through the reading glasses and the sunglasses are cute and all, but they have the little prescription lenses in them that they so cleverly covered up with stickers. So I didn't know the sunglasses had those in there until AFTER I took off the stickers when I got them home.
Anyway, then we went to Victoria's Secret. I finally got to spend half of my gift card that I got for Christmas. They were having a "7 for $25" sale on panties. Hello!
We walked through other stores like Delia's, then we went to Starbucks and got some drinks. We sat down and people watched and took pictures :D
She got a call, and decided to drop me off at home at around 6:00.
I had fun with her :]

Oh yeah! She works at Hastings in Stephenville, so she bought me Twilight, and I paid her back when she gave it to me. I watched it twice yesterday (once with my dad at work, then with my mom when we got home.)
Then I'm probably going to Kevin's tonight, and he told me to bring the movie. So I'm excited to watch it again!!

Anyway, I thought this would pass the time a little better.
I mean, I have a history paper to write that's over HITLER. Hooray. Not.
Then, I have an english paper to write that's over exile in previous readings.
The history paper is due in a few weeks, so I'm working on the english paper for now.

But it's STILL not 3:30 yet.

Ugh.
I'll be back soon!

-Lindsay

Jaws Marathon!

2009-03-21T10:38:00.003-05:00

Yesterday was a boring day. I woke up too early and tried (and failed) to take a nap. Between the dog barking next door and the construction going on outside our house, I couldn't win.

I finally went down the hall and ate lunch with my mom (it was 1:00, after all) and we watched TV and talked. After a while, I decided that I better get some studying done for my history test that's, um, on Monday. I plopped down by the kitchen counter and opened up my boring, humongous history book. I stared at it for a while and my head started to hurt. My dad got home at around 4:30, so I went in my room to continue working on my history review. I made some progress as now I am on page four of the review, as opposed to page two. Yeah, there's ten pages... Anyway, I signed onto AIM, and Cassie started talking to me. We told each other about our days, then she mentioned that she was bored. I conquered, saying I was bored as well.

She then asked if I would like to come over for a few hours.
I lept out of bed and ran down the hall to ask my parents. They said it was okay, and Cassie was on her way to pick me up.
We lounged around at her house, and watched the end of the first Jaws movie. Cassie started to talk about wanting to have a Jaws marathon and asked how long I could stay over...which turned in to, "Why don't you just spend the night?" She took me home and I asked my parents if I could, because I had to work today. My dad agreed to just pick me up this morning and take me out to The School Zone before 10:00. So I packed a bag to stay over at Cassie's, and once we got over to her house, we watched Jaws 3-D (which is the third Jaws) and Jaws: The Revenge (the fourth Jaws.) The second Jaws movie wasn't playing on the movie channel, so we didn't watch that. It was quite entertaining; Cassie's mom had her laptop propped up and kept looking up fun facts on the internet about the Jaws movies (which possibly all got the worst ratings of all eternity.) In Jaws: The Revenge, Cassie just fast-forwarded to all the "good parts" ... meaning, the parts where someone died by being eaten by the shark.

We finally made it up the stairs at around 1:30, carrying a dead-asleep pug. She slept with us (Cassie's pug, Scully) the whole night. Well, she slept with me, and she snored, and she kicked, and she cuddled, and she licked, and she coughed, and she walked around the bed. Given, she's still a puppy, and still really little...just not as little as she thinks she is. And not as quiet as she thinks she is, apparently.

Anyway, I'm at the shop now, and I've arleady had one customer! Woo-hoo! I definitely need more customers...

Tonight, Cassie's church is having a get-together with all of the church members (and friends). It's called Pulse, and it's at 7:00-9:00 tonight. I'm hoping I can go; Kevin wants to go too, and said we could go together. I'm excited!

Anyway, as I didn't finish the history review yesterday, I need to get to work on that.

-Lindsay

Definitely, Maybe

2009-03-20T17:22:00.003-05:00

Kevin went to the doctor yesterday and was given a prescription for a simple anti-inflamatory. The doctor told him that if he's not 80 percent better in two weeks' time, then he should go back to to see the doctor. Um, I'm sorry...80 percent? What happened to 100 percent?

Anyway, I'm really worried about Kevin. He just seems to be hurting all the time, and I hate to see him in pain.

He came over last night after we had an argument that we seem to be having a lot. He's out of a job right now, so I'm the only one that has any money to go around. Last night, I wanted to go to Grapevine Mills Mall, and he said he didn't have enough gas to get there and back to my house, since it's about a 30-minute drive. I offered to pay for gas, but as the argument always goes, he feels as if he is the man, and needs to pay for all things. Yeah. Okay.

He did, though, have enough gas to come to my house. We (my parents, Kevin, and I) ate supper, and then my parents went outside. The other day, my parents and I went to Lowe's, then to Home Depot, then back to Lowe's, and bought a swing for outside. It's called a Hammock/Swing, and it lays down- it's pretty dang cool. Long story short, we put it in our back yard, and for the past few nights, they've wanted to go out there and lay down.

While I was flipping through the channels on the television, I remembered that I had some movies recorded; I had taped Definitely, Maybe a couple of months ago, and told Kevin this. He agreed to watch it with me, but only because it had some guy humor in it, too. Plus, we saw it together on Valentine's Day last year. So it's one of our favorite movies.

All in all, it was a great night. He left a little after 10:00, which was probably for the best because I was so tired, and had taken a Benadryl for my allergies an hour before.

Today's just been a lazy day, honestly. I mean, I woke up at 9:30, my dad went to work, I ate breakfast, and then I took a nap. I've decided to join the club and opened my windows last night to let the cool breeze come through. And I heard EVERYTHING last night and today while I was trying to sleep; dogs, trains, cars driving by at 3a.m. Good times, good times.

Crazy Days.

2009-03-17T22:53:00.002-05:00

Today was...strange.

Last night, I stayed up late. I just HAD to watch the episode of Secret Life of the American Teenager. Which, sadly, I am obsessed with. I finally fell asleep around 11:00.

My alarm went off at 8:00 this morning, and I swear I pushed the snooze button. I rolled over, and apparently, I fell back asleep because I was woken up by my phone ringing. It was my boyfriend, and when I asked him what time it was, he said it was 9:30. CRAP! I mean, The School Zone opens at 10:00am! There was absolutely NO way for me to get ready in 15 minutes. Because honestly, it takes about 15 minutes to get to the shop. So I talked to Kevin, then stretched and yawned and rolled out of bed. My mom was in her room reading a book, so I hugged her neck and told her good morning.

I went in the kitchen and had some chocolate pop tarts. Yum! I called Dad and asked him why I didn't have to work today, and he said that he didn't need me. I mean, after all, it IS Spring Break, and teachers simply do not care to buy school stuff while on vacation.

Kevin had said that he needed to get to school (he doesn't have Spring Break this week), and school started at 10:00 this morning. So he was on his way. Or so I thought. I was chewing my last bite of pop tart and getting seriously intrigued with Monday night's episode of Kyle XY (which I have also become obsessed with. And yeah, I'm SO upset that it was the last episode ever. But that's a different story.), and I heard three taps. I didn't know where the noise came from, and my dog, Maggie, was sitting by the front door. Once there was a noise, she got up and started to wag her tail. Mom had left the front door open, but not the screen door. Come to find out, Kevin was standing on my front porch at 10:00 this morning, tapping on the screen door.

Which was so sweet, and all. But I mean, I was in my pajama shorts with my hair in a pony tail and no makeup on. Don't get me wrong, I completely loved the fact that he wanted to surprise me, so he lied about having school this morning. Just for me. *sniff*

Okay, so it really didn't matter that I wasn't 100% presentable; I loved seeing him that early this morning. Because honestly, that's early for him. :D

He left because he needed to make a doctor's appointment - something's wrong with his shoulders :( - so he left me in my pajamas after watching Kyle XY with me.

Mom is doing a project out in the yard (garden-wise), so we went out to Home Depot to get bricks to go around the gardening beds and plant soil for the flowers. Then we came home, and I made grilled cheeses for the two of us. While eating lunch, we watched Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. Which is, yeah, the most amazing show ever. :D

I got a call from Kevin at around 3:00, and he asked if I wanted to tag along with the family for a St. Patrick's Day get-together at his Grandma Jones' house. I said yes, pulled on my green shirt (for fear of getting pinched by those from Scotland), and waited patiently for Kevin to arrive at my house. When the family got to my house, his brother, Kyle, was driving, his mom was in the passenger seat, so Kevin and I were stuck in the back seat....with Janelle, the family dog.

We got to Grandma Jones' house at around 3:45, and we just visited with the family. We played Wii and played with the new dog, Stewart (Or maybe it's Stuart. Who knows?) -- who is, by the way, the cutest little thing I've ever seen; he can fit in the palm of my hand! -- Come to find out, they didn't even know that the "kids" were coming. They planned on making corn beef and cabbage for supper, and Kevin, Kyle, and I turned up our noses at that. We all left with Ann, Kevin's mom, to go find something else to eat. Kyle left us because he had company coming over, so the three of us (Kevin, Ann, and I) went out to Chili's for supper. We thought we were going back over to Grandma's house, but for some reason, decided not to. :(

We went back to their house, Ann watched American Idol (I wanted to wait, as it is mine and my mom's show), and Kevin and I watched Heroes. We finally finished the second season!! Yay!! Now I can't wait for the third season to come out on DVD so I can catch up! It was a lot of fun just sitting with Kevin. Spending time with him is fun :D
I told my dad I would be home at 10:30, so we left a little after 10:00 so I wouldn't be late. We walked outside, and the sky was as clear as it could be. One of the things we do is look up at the sky at nighttime to see how the pretty the stars are. I wanted him to be cute and walk out the door and just stand there with me to stare at the night sky. But no, he kept walking to his car, his head down, and his car keys in his hand. He got all the way to his car before he realized that I was still standing by the door, looking up at the sky. He told me to come over by him, so I sighed, and walked to the car. He was standing behind his car, by the trunk, and motioned for me to go over by him. So I did, and he picked me up (which probably wasn't good for his shoulders) and placed me on the trunk of his car. He held me there, and we gazed up at the stars for a few silent minutes. Then he picked me back up (still! Shoulders! Ow!) and placed me on the ground, and he drove me home.

I didn't get home until just a few minutes ago, and I'm not really tired.
It was interesting night, that's for sure.

Happy Crying.

2009-03-10T21:44:00.002-05:00

I’m about to go to sleep, and I haven’t done a “Random Thought Before Going to Bed” in a few days. And I was having some random thoughts, so I thought I’d turn on the ol’ laptop and give my two cents. This one is about Kevin.

Coming this April will be our three year anniversary. I am SO excited about this, I can’t even begin to explain how excited I am.

And I mean, it may be completely lame because, well, I’m twenty years old, and I want to celebrate the day that he asked me to be his girlfriend. But maybe lame is my style.

I’ve come to the point where I’m so overwhelmed with love, it’s not even funny. I’ve never felt this way about another person in my life. Sure, I’ve had boyfriends in the past, and no offense to any of them, but it’s just not the same as it is with Kevin. And of course we have our bad days in our relationship, but the good days are beginning to outnumber the bad ones.

I’m beginning to be lovey-dovey with him all over again. Kind of like how he was when we first started dating, and it scared me away from him. I smile every time I see him and every time his name comes up on my cell phone. It is exactly like high school all over again. I get butterflies in my stomach when he smiles. I try my hardest not to be a complete dork around him. I dress up for him; I color my hair for him. In other words…I’m falling for him all over again.

He doesn’t even have to be in the same room, or even in the same town, and I get that goofy feeling in the pit of my stomach that was supposed to fade away two years ago. Maybe that feeling will never go away now since it hasn’t gone away yet.

I think of him all the time, and the things I think about make me smile to myself. Some things make me laugh out loud. Some things make me cry—but it’s a good cry! It’s a cry that means, “I miss the old times and I’ll never forget them. But I’m excited to make new memories that I can miss one day.” If that makes any sense at all.

I’m just so afraid that I will be so overly dramatic and too much into the lovey-dovey stuff that one day he’ll look at me and say, “Whoa. Back up,” and walk out of my life forever. I mean, I’m always afraid of that day when he realizes that he can have so much better than me. I’ve always been told that I deserve the best because I’m a Laird. That’s what I grew up with; that I AM the best. But I don’t feel like I am, or that I’m giving Kevin everything I can possibly give him to make him happy. Because that’s important to me: seeing him smile and knowing that it was me that put that smile on his face.I never knew that someone could love me THIS much. I never knew that I could be THIS important to someone. And I never knew that someone would stick around with me for this long, possibly forever. I’m beginning to thank my lucky stars that I have him in my life and that we’ve learned to love through the hard days.

Anyway, I’m going to bed now :]

-Lindsay

Butterfly Chair.

2009-02-26T21:33:00.000-06:00

Today has been a loooong day. I went to work, like most days, but today was just ... off. I felt exhausted after exerting almost no energy. Seriously. Like, I would take about two steps, and my heart would begin to beat faster. I finally had to go to the back room and take a small nap. I'm not sure how long I was back there for, but I felt a little bit better afterwards.

I felt bad because Kevin wanted to hang out tonight, but I just couldn't bring myself to tell him that I was feeling up to it...because I wasn't. Up for hanging out, I mean. I think it was the sudden heatwave Texas decided to have today. It just knocked me out and made me so sleepy! Man, that makes me sound like a weenie.

After hearing Kev's fun escapade at the dentist's office today, I really wanted to hang out with him, too. He called me and couldn't even talk properly. :[ Poor Kev! The dentist had given him shots in his mouth to numb the whole right side and then drilled his teeth until they just couldn't drill anymore. I just want to be there with him when things like this happen. Because honestly, I'd want him there if I had to go through that. It just gives me the heebie-jeebies just thinking about it. Getting shots in my mouth, I mean.

I'm feeling a tad better, though. I mean, my stomach still hurts and I still have some body aches, and that spaghetti we had for supper definitely didn't help my heartburn any...but other than that, I'm in great shape! Maybe (hopefully) tomorrow, I can see Kevin. It being Friday night tomorrow night, maybe we'll be able to go out, have some supper, see a movie, and just have fun. And I won't have to come in as early as I would have to on a week night. I only choose to come home early for the most part on most days because, well, if I didn't, I'd be a zombie woman the next day.

Except, crap, my dad asked if I could work on Saturday.
So maybe I won't stay out as late as I want to with Kevin.

Um, American Idol was pretty much AMAZING tonight, by the way.

I like:
-Danny Gokey
-Adam Lambert
-Allison Iraheta
-Alexis Grace
and
-Lil Rounds
and I mean, of course I like Scott, the blind guy. :D

Goodnight!

Cuddled in Bed.

2009-02-25T22:32:00.000-06:00

Kevin's right, you know. I can't go to bed until I post my "Random Thoughts Before Going to Bed" post for today.
So here I go:
As I was watching American Idol with my mom tonight, as I do every week, she got a phone call from her sister. They're seriously like best friends. When my mom talks to her, she laughs out loud so many times. She cries when her sister is sad; she yells when she is mad.

They were talking about holding grudges, and how my mom grew up in a home where it was necessary to hold grudges for long periods of time. She said how she'll get in an argument with someone, and be angry for days, and that drove my dad crazy. My dad has learned how to keep his temper under control (for the most part) and thinks life is too short to hold grudges.

I began to think about it while she was on the phone. I thought how, in some ways, Kevin is exactly like my mom. I mean, he'll hold a grudge for YEARS if you let him. Honestly, I think he has at least one that he's held for six years. I am lucky enough to never have seen him as mad as he said he once was. I, on the other hand, do not really hold grudges. I'm just not that kind of person, and began to wonder last night why, if I'm so much like my mom with a lot of things, am I not like her with this circumstance? If anything, I'm more like my dad with this. Other than I think I've been angry with Mandy for a year for just ignoring me for no apparent reason. (Mandy is my ex-best friend, for those of you who don't know.) I have my days where I hate her so much. But I also have my days where I'm thankful that it happened because I don't think I would be the person I am today if it hadn't have happened. Seriously...I think this experience of losing my BEST FRIEND has opened my eyes; has made me stronger in some ways. I've begun to be thankful for those people around me who love me and who have loved me through the tough times.

Anyway, I haven't been feeling well today. My stomach hurts and I have body aches again. I thought that would all go away. It has gotten better, it just hasn't gone away yet.

I'm going to go to bed.

Goodnight!

Wacky Weekend.

2009-02-25T10:57:00.003-06:00

This past week has been wacky...and it's only Wednesday.

Besides stressing out SO MUCH about having to finish my English paper (over the Bible) and my History paper (over black rights), I had a GREAT weekend. I finished my papers on Sunday, thank God!

I spent the night with Cassie on Friday night :] We watched "Win a Date with Tad Hamilton" Friday night, and we began to get a little...weird around 11:00. We got really, really sleepy, so we had to hit the hay. I needed this girl's night, though...I've been having an episode of "I hate doing the same thing every day."
We woke up the next morning at 9:00, and ate breakfast with the family. We went back upstairs, and watched "The Grudge" and "The Grudge 2." Cassie watched the second one from behind either her hand or her pillow. :]

I went home at around 5:00 on Saturday, after watching "Lucky You" :] I had a WONDERFUL time with her, as I always do :]

The rest of the day, I worked on my papers, and talked to friends. I honestly didn't do much. On Sunday, I stayed home and continued to work on my papers. Kevin called me at around 7:30 and while he was on the phone with his mom, she said that she was with her mom. So Kevin asked if we could go, and she said yes. He picked me up by 8:00, and we arrived at Grandma Jones' house....which was FULL of people! They were having some birthday party for a couple of friends that Kevin and I had no idea that was what we were getting ourselves into. But everyone liked seeing us, and I didn't know half of the people there, them only being friends of the family. I enjoyed seeing new faces and meeting new people, though. That's for sure. Kevin and I watched (not to mention laughed) at the older people learning how to play Wii bowling. After a while, they didn't even allow us to play!
I told my parents I would be home at 9:30, so Kevin took me home. I was a little late, but my parents were already asleep...

Now, I have proclaimed Monday nights mine and Kevin's night to "hang out" ... which means we just watch a crap load of movies at his house, or something. The reasoning for this is...I hate Mondays, and this seemed like a good way to make them better. This past Monday, Kevin came over to our house. We watched The Big Bang Theory, and ate burgers and Rotel- my dad's supper that he makes to make Kevin happy. After a while, we began to play Wii. I watched for a while, and played a few games myself.
Dad went down the hall at around 10:00, and Kevin stayed until 11:00. We had a great time :D

Anyway, I have some English homework to do- I have to read Beowulf and then write a paper over it. Good times, good times. Not.

Bye :]

In My Room.

2009-02-24T22:24:00.000-06:00

Today's been a long day, and right now, I can hardly keep my eyes open. I just kind of thought of this randomly... Okay...let me explain.

At work today, Dad and I were finishing up a GINORMOUS order that came in yesterday. We STILL did not finish it...but that's not the point. Before we started, Dad left, and ran some catalogs to schools so they could look through them and possibly order stuff from us. So I got online while he was gone, and I began to read old myspace messages from Kevin. Which is one of my favorite things to do. Because I'm a hopeless romantic and his old messages were adorable.

When Dad got back, we started on the order again. We took about an hour, and then took a break for lunch. We watched the last episode of the first season of Heroes (because Kevin has so kindly lent us his Christmas present :] ). Afterwards, we got back to work again. We worked until 4:30. Yeah. That's over five hours all together working today. Which, I mean, we've done this before, and I'm not trying to sound lazy or like a weenie...but dear lord, my shoulders hurt.

Dad left again at around 4:30, and I got back on the internet. I began to read (again) through old e-mails and messages from Kevin. They (the messages) talked about his baptism, his parents, his brothers, our first date, our first week as a couple together, our likes and dislikes, our hopes and dreams, and really just kind of "getting to know each other" messages. You know, the awkward, "Hey I like you" messages that turn into, "Hey, I think I love you" messages? Yeah...those.

As I said before, reading through our old messages is the best. I mean...thinking about how we actually met and started dating in HIGH SCHOOL? It's CRAZY.

He was so adorable in those messages. And when I say "used to" ... I mean he doesn't "use myspace anymore, so he can't send me adorable messages anymore :[ "Anyway, I'm going to start doing this as much as I possibly can. The "Random Thoughts Before Going to Bed" posts, I mean.

So I hope you'll stop by and read them every once and a while.

Comments are appreciated :]

-Lindsay

Possibly the Worst Movie Ever.

2009-01-12T14:32:00.007-06:00

So basically I had an amazing weekend.

I'm sorry that I haven't written in about...a month now. But I've been impossibly busy with the end of my first semester (which I later found out that I PASSED ALGEBRA!!!!), Christmas, and my birthday.

For as long as I can remember, I've always allowed the entire week that my birthday was in to be my birthday week. So, let's start out with last Friday. Not three days ago, more like...a week and a half ago.

I had a sleepover with my two best friends: Courtney and Cassie. Cassie came over first, and we began to watch The Others, because I had never in my life seen that movie. We watched it for about five minutes, then became consumed with conversation, as this happens frequently. About an hour later, Courtney showed up at my front door.

We started to watch the movie again, and finally finished it by about...2:00 in the morning. And can I just say...it was the worst movie ever. If you haven't seen it...don't waste your time. And sorry to those of you who love this movie. But um, it totally sucks.

I mean, really? They were afraid of the dead people, and they found out their housekeepers were dead...and then they found out they themselves were dead? Excuse me, but what the crap is that about?

And Cassie told us about this part that we had to laugh at about four minutes before it came on. The main character's (played by Nicole Kidman) husband went to war and never came back, and apparently died. So he's walking through all of the fog (which is never a good sign in scary movies) and she meets him (after swearing she was too afraid to go outside) in the fog, and she's all, "Thank God you're okay!" and he replies, so brilliantly, "Sometimes I bleed," in this thick english accent, and it's HIGHlarious.<-- I totally stole that from Forever Princess :]

ANYWAY.

I mean honestly, she not only begins to tell her children how she smuggled them to death with, um, their pillows? But then she tells them how she killed HERSELF because she was so overcome with morose and guilt from killing her own children.

Yeah. Because that's the stuff that makes a wonderful movie. Not.

So anyway, my friends and I stayed up until 4:00 in the morning...talking. Because we're girls and that's just how we roll. And then we went to bed. We woke up at 9:30 the next morning and saw Twilight :] - This was my second time to have seen it. And amazingly, Courtney loved it. Why is this so amazing? Well, the child hates Harry Potter, so I mean...really.

We walked around, and after Cassie was harrassed by a four-year-old, we left Southlake because they had to get home.

Let's see...Tuesday night, I had a family get-together that honestly lasted for about an hour. I mean, it was horrible. A couple of people showed up, and waited for everyone ELSE to show up, and then they talked and ate cake and ice cream and watched me open two presents and then they LEFT. Because...it was -- OH NO -- about 8:00 and totally past their bedtimes. But I mean, the cake was delicious (kudos to my dad) and I had fun with my parents and my sister...

Wednesday was my actual birthday. Dad took me out on the town :] We took the day off of work, and he took me to The Cheesecake Factory. YUM. We ordered pasta and cheesecake, and I swear I gained about 5 or more pounds. We saw Seven Pounds (with Will Smith) afterwards. And I mean...it was okay. Okay let me tell you about this movie. Basically, he starts to meet people over a span of, what, two months? And he asks them questions and tries to see if they are really and truly good people at heart. He meets a blind guy and makes fun of him. He meets a girl and falls in love with her whose heart is failing. He meets this nice old lady whose...liver? is failing. So at the end of the movie...he takes a really really cold bath and commits suicide, and all of his organs are salvaged because of that cold bath he took to kill himself in. So the girl gets his heart, the old lady gets the liver, and the guy gets his eyes. So the girlfriend finds out about it in the end, and walks up to the not-anymore-blind guy, and looks into his eyes and begins to cry, because...they were her boyfriend's eyes! It wasn't a BAD movie, I just didn't really get the point.

So after the movie, we walked around Southlake for a while. I bought some books and Dad bought me a book, too.

Kevin picked me up at our house at around 5:00, and he took me to P.F. Changs. He had made a reservation at 6:00, but we got there a little late, due to traffic and...lack of knowing where the restaurant was. But we finally found it, and I basically watched him eat because my pasta was horrible. It was too spicy and the noodles didn't have any flavor.

We went to Grapevine Mills afterwards, and he took me to see Twilight. He LOVED the movie. Which was so adorable because...all of the romance and whatnot. When he took me home, we sat in his car for about forty minutes, talking about Twilight. He wanted to know EVERYTHING there was to know about Twilight, and he's even excited about New Moon! Go Kev!

Oh and,

He Went To James Avery :]

I know it's blurry.

But isn't it adorable?

I've been wanting him to get me a charm bracelet for forever.

On Saturday, I had a Mother/Daughter day since I didn't get to see her much on Wednesday. We went back out to Mills, and we walked around. We stopped for lunch at The Corner Bakery, and people-watched. :] My favorite pasttime.

She took me to go see Twilight (shut up!) and SHE loved it, too!!! She wanted to see it, too! She's been reading the books. I have amazing friends and family, I know.

I had a GREAT day with my mom. I miss those days, and love it when I get to have them.

Last night, Kevin took me out to the movies. We went to Tinseltown (we went there for our first date almost three years ago) - (hold your "awww"s until the end) and ate pizza. We saw Bedtime Stories with Adam Sandler because we both wanted to see it.

I LOVED this movie, despite all of the negative reviews it was getting. I laughed so hard, and it ended wonderfully.

And hey!

Isn't that Uncle Vernon?

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\Anyway, after that, Kevin and I played games in the arcade, so conveniently placed in the theater. We played air hockey and basketball, which I so horribly lost both. Isn't he supposed to let me win? I mean, what's the deal?

We then saw Unborn.

Um yeah. Crappiest. Movie. EVER.

I mean, yeah it was creepy and scary and ... gross. But honestly, the point?

Okay. This girl has a pretty normal life, it seems. Then her friend notices something is wrong with her eye, and is like, "Dude, what's wrong with your eye?" So she goes to check it out at the eye doctor. He asks her if she has a twin, and she says no. Then she goes to the place where her dad works, and he kindly excuses himself from his very important meeting, and while all of us in the audience are waiting for him to go "WHAT DO YOU WANT? I was in a VERY important meeting!" (or maybe I was the only one waiting for that) he just goes, "What's wrong, sweetheart?" Yeah.

She asks if she has a twin, and he's like, "You did, but he died in the womb because of the umbilical cord that wrapped around his throat and suffocated him to death." And she's like, "MY umbilical cord?" and totally starts to cry.

And then this little boy begins to haunt her, and she thinks it's HER BROTHER WHO DIED IN THE WOMB what, a month into the pregnancy? So the little boy wouldn't be about 8 years old if it was her brother...

But it drove her mother to insanity that her son had died, so she hung herself in the hospital.

And then she meets her grandmother for the first time, and she had a twin herself. Who died. And the grandmother tried to kill the spirit. But it didn't work.

So basically the grandmother's dead twin is haunting the girl.

Then they have an exorcism, and it kills her boyfriend. Along with everyone else...except for the Rabi, because he "believes"...

But they got rid of the creepy little boy. Who was totally like The Grudge, with that noise that kept erupting from him. And the way his mouth sometimes dangled to one side.

But honestly, it was disgusting. And actually sort of funny.

I mean, what was the deal with that dog?

Okay fine. I can't find a picture of the stupid dog. But really, his head was twisted upside-down on his neck!! I actually LAUGHED.

And those bugs?

Gross.

Seriously. What did that movie have to do with BUGS?

And honestly, the whole time I was sitting in the theater, watching this girl's boyfriend, I kept saying in my head "You brought a snack." Which, you'd understand only if you've seen Twilight :]

So ... that was my week.

And it was pretty much AH-mazing.

Love

-Lindsay

It's FRIDAY!

2008-12-12T10:14:00.002-06:00

I take back everything I said about my History professor yesterday. (Was it yesterday?) I spoke to him last night, and after a few e-mails of arguing, he guaranteed a final grade of a "C" in the class for the semester.
Who's excited?
I'M EXCITED!
I really didn't think I was going to PASS this class, and I found out about this last night at around, um, midnight. I could NOT fall asleep after that, I was so extremely happy about it!

Yesterday was an exceptionally great day.
First, I of course had to go to work. My dad left me all by myself, so I was bored out of my mind. I forgot my book at home, so I basically stared at the wall all day.
Kevin sent me a text message at around 3:00, asking if he could come over to my house. I told him he could, and that we were having pizza for supper.
"HELLS YES!!!" was his response to this. Because...Kevin and pizza? It's as if he were in Heaven. He came to The School Zone at around 6:00, when we shut down. My mom pulled up in the parking lot at the exact same time.
My dad had already ordered the pizza, and Mom went home so Kevin and I could shut down the store, and then go grab the pizza from Pizza Hut.
We left a few minutes later, got the pizza, and drove to my house.
I had a lot of fun, actually. We ate pizza and watched TV for about an hour, then Mom went down the hall to grade papers, or something (she's a 3rd grade teacher). Dad stayed down in the living room with Kevin and me, and I pulled out the second season of Dexter. We watched one episode (we only had four left to watch anyway) and Dad went down the hall, too.
So Kevin and I watched the rest of the episodes by ourselves, and since I'd already seen it, Kevin kept asking me question after question as to what happened at the end.
Which, if you haven't watched, read, or even heard of Dexter in your life...is pretty AMAZING. As Kevin says, for a girl who hates the "F" word...I love this show.
Anyway, we finished watching the series, and I had to kick him out of the house because it was almost midnight, and I needed to go to sleep!
So we walked outside and chatted for almost 30 minutes. He was really cute and funny, and I just had a great time with him. I'm thankful, now more than ever, to have him in mylife, as I am with everyone who wants anything to do with me these days.

So basically?
My first semester of college is over!!!!
I'm passing two classes (out of three, but still).
IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS!
AND IT'S ALMOST MY BIRTHDAY!
I'm on Christmas break until January 20th.
It's THE WEEKEND.
And I'm in a wonderful mood today. :]

Comments, please.

Cool Presents, History, and nothing to do!

2008-12-11T11:08:00.002-06:00

Today, I'm so angry I can hardly see straight. Anybody want to guess why?
If you're thinking, "Hmm, I wonder if it has anything to do with school..." you'd be on the right track. See, I think it is my history professor's goal in life to tick me off. He assigned this essay before Thanksgiving break, and it was due the Tuesday after Thanksgiving break. I read the instructions thoroughly, and worked REALLY hard on it until I was absolutely sure I did everything right, and THEN I turned it in. Well, I didn't good as good a grade as I would've hoped. And maybe in high school if I had gotten this grade on something, I wouldn't have cared so much. But this is my GPA we're talking about. I mean, I know I'm already screwed on a 4.0 because of Algebra, but I mean...I knew I was going to fail THAT class. Because let's face it: I want to write books for a living; not learn how to do the Quadratic Formula correctly. Because that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of.
Anyway, I really thought I would've gotten a pretty good grade on this history assignment. But NOOOO.

In other news, it's only 11:00, and I am at work, all by my lonesome. My dad left at around 10:30, and I have to stare at the wall until 6:00 tonight. I'm really not excited about it, and I know I'll be bored out of my mind all day long.
Any suggestions as to what to do while I'm waiting to go home?
Because I totally forgot my book at home this morning :[

Last night, Mom and I finally got to Dad. Meaning...he finally gave in to letting us open Christmas presents early. :]
I opened a present from my grandparents who live in North Carolina. In ONE box, I got a cute black purse from QVC(!), a journal with the Eiffel Tower on it, and this beautiful blanket. It's brown and it is soooo soft! In the purse were some pretty earrings, too. From my dad, I got this cool jacket (that I'm so wearing today) that looks like a sweater, but it's lined, so it's a lot warmer than it looks. It's cute!
I love opening presents early :]

So that made my day all better yesterday.
Tonight, I would love it if I could hang out with Kevin.
We talked about hanging out yesterday, but it ended up that we couldn't. :[
We might order pizza tonight, so maybe he can just come over.
We can watch Dexter!

Anyway, I guess I'll go...read Meg Cabot's blog, or something.

:] Bye!

Lily Potter is NOT a Muggle.

2008-12-08T16:20:00.002-06:00

So I'm pathetically obsessed with Harry Potter, if you didn't already know.
I'm so bored today, and when I'm bored, I read the weirdest things online.
I love to read parodies, and one of my favorite ones is Movies in Fifteen Minutes. I was reading a new one that I found on Google, because I've read the MIFM about a million times-- and still fall out of my chair every single time I read it.
I found some new spoofs on the first three Harry Potter movies, and they're pretty funny.

Anyway, I was reading through, and it reminded me of something.
I was wondering if anyone could explain this to me:
Why does everyone say that Harry Potter is a half-blood, instead of a pure blood? Why do people say that Lily Potter was a Muggle? Just because she was Muggle-born, doesn't mean she was a Muggle herself.
A couple of times throughout the books, it is said that Harry is a half-blood. But both of his parents went to -- and met at -- Hogwarts. So apparently neither of them were Muggles, therefore Harry is a pure blood.

I know, I'm just being a nerd.
But can someone PLEASE explain this to me?

-Lindsay

Writing, Meg Cabot, and Harry Potter

2008-12-08T10:26:00.006-06:00

Wow, it's definitely been a while since I've written anything in here. Sorry about that!

Today I'm at work, and I'm not feeling to great. My throat hurts, and I'm over-heated for some reason. I couldn't stay home, though; Dad had things to do and people to see.

Anyway, I've been trying my hardest these days to write a book. I just...don't really know where to begin. I mean, basically, I've started about five or six books. One of them is a horror novel that I wrote four chapters for, but apparently only saved the first chapter, considering that's all I can find. The second one is a love story that I wrote when I was twelve. Yeah, that's how old I was when I figured out that I love to write. Then about three years later, I read over it, and realized it was the dumbest thing I've ever written. I sat down and started to write something else. Some other love story, I'm sure...that later seemed even more stupid than the first one. When I was seventeen, and a junior in high school, quite a few things happened to me. I met one of my best friends, I met my boyfriend (that I still have), and I finally grew up, and changed my view on life. I started to write a book about how I met this guy and then we broke up, and then I met Kevin. I talked about my best friend and my algebra class. I talked about how much I loved Choir and how much I hated my first English teacher. But then I lost my best friend about two years later (earlier this year) and it became difficult to write and continue on with this story about how much I loved her and having her in my life.
I realized later that this novel is supposed to be, um, FICTION. But basically, all I'm doing is writing about my life.
And what I'm wondering is...
Is that okay?
To write a "fictional" story about...my life?
Because I've always been told to write what I know. And I only know what's happened to me.
So, that makes sense, right?
I mean, obviously that horror story I mentioned earlier never actually happened to me...but it's like the Twilight series, and how Stephenie Meyer came to write about it. It came to her in a dream and she fell in love with the characters.
That happened to me, so I had to write it down.
The only difference is...I really don't have that much discipline to write THE WHOLE BOOK. Just, you know, a few chapters, and then set it aside because I get stuck.

As most of you probably know, Meg Cabot is my all time favorite author, and I only hope to one day be as great as her. A new Meg Cabot book is the best thing in the world, let me tell you. She makes me fall in love with the characters. If the character is sad or depressed, I'M sad. If the character is happy and starts with this random sarcasm, I laugh out loud. I love a book that makes me laugh so hard, and that's what Meg's books do for me.

Last night, I was looking at my bookcase. It's a small bookcase that's right next to my bed, and has Meg Cabot books galore. Well, the first two shelves, anyway.

<-- See the Princess Diaries and the Queen of Babble books?

Anyway, I was thinking about how amazing she is to have time to lead a normal life and write all of these books. And then some, because I cannot find the Patricia Cabot romance books ANYWHERE to save my life. So basically, yeah, I want to BE her. Or at least as amazing as her. I guess I really just need to sit down and write. I really need to have deadlines, though. I need to have that discipline and that...I don't know. I mean, it's fun for me and I want more than anything to get a book (or, you know, five thousand. Whatever) published. I just feel like I never will.

Anyway, I am obsessed with Meg's blog, and I read it everytime she posts a new one. And do you know what I found out? That it's easier than ever to get a book signed by her.
!!!!!!!!

How COOL would that be?
You not only get a book signed by her, but all of this too! (While supplies lasts.)

Ahhh. My birthday is the DAY AFTER Princess Diaries: Forever Princess hits the bookshelves. And do you know how many people know that I LOVE PD, and everyone is going to buy me this book AND Ransom My Heart -- because I'm totally excited about that one, too.

Except that...Meg has videos on her website that says both of the books are coming out in DECEMBER. Why change the date?
WHY?

It's like the whole Harry Potter/Twilight thing.

Anyway, I have homework to do.
Update later.

-Lindsay

In a Nutshell.

2008-11-01T18:09:00.002-05:00

All day, I've been reading Princess Diaries: Princess on the Brink. I forgot how FUNNY that book is. It's freaking hilarious! And yeah, sure, they break up and it sucks and I cried and so I'm scared to read the last book, which was my plan, because, well, I'll cry even MORE. I mean, I guess it would make me feel a little better about myself and MY life...but seriously, what it all comes down to is: it's a book, and instead of Tinaland, I live in Lindsayland. And in no way would it ACTUALLY make me feel better about myself.
Dude, you can so tell I've been reading Meg Cabot all day long.

Last night, of course, was Halloween. I was invited to go to my friend, Cassie's, church party and had really been looking forward to it basically all week. Then, I got sick around Tuesday, and am STILL sick! So, I didn't get to go last night, and was pretty upset about the whole thing. But...Kevin to the rescue!! He showed up last night at around 7:00, and we watched Halloween (the original) with my parents. Then just Kevin and I watched a show based on a book by Stephen King that I have never heard of in my life, called "The Night Flier" and let me tell you, I've never seen a vampire that was THAT ugly.
Ha, he had nothing on Edward Cullen.
NOTHING.

As for my room, it's pretty much finished, thank GOD. I missed my bed so much! But the first night in my new room, I had watched Nightmare on Elm Street with my parents...and even though it was the STUPIDEST movie in the world - that totally scared the crap out of me when I was younger - I still couldn't quite get to sleep comfortably.
I know. I KNOW.

But my room is SOOO pretty! I feel like I should do a million things for my dad, but I don't know where to start. I mean, he's basically the reason why my room got finished so quickly, let alone at all.
It's soooo gorgeous!
The walls were painted a turquoise-y color, and the trim around my doors and stuff is this dark, chocolatey brown.
My comforter and curtains match, and they match the walls :D

So, tomorrow, I'm going to Canton with my parents and my sister. I think I've been one time, and I'm pretty excited about it. Because, well, for one thing, I finally get to get out of this house to go somewhere OTHER than work. And for another thing? I just get excited to spend a day with my family.

What's New

2008-10-17T09:59:00.002-05:00

So my life has been pretty wacko this past week.
Let me start from the beginning.
Saturday afternoon was my relax day. I didn't have any homework, and Mom was cleaning the house. She told me to start cleaning my room and start to get rid of the things that I don't want anymore because I want to re-do my room. So I started to move stuff around by my bed, and I picked up a pillow ... and the nastiest smell hit me.
I began to dig more and found that my quilt, which was on the floor, was soaking wet! I yelled for my mom, and we started to throw things away and move more stuff around. Come to find out, my whole floor underneath my window and my dresser was soaked.
I left that evening to go to Kevin's house, and while I was gone, my parents basically threw everything out of my room. The next day, I didn't have carpet in my room.
We later found out that the sprinklers in our front yard have been going off in the morning and just spraying the wall outside my room. The bricks finally just let go, and the water slowly seeped into my room.
Since Sunday night, I've been sleeping down in the den, whether it be on the couch, or on the fancy-shmancy blow up bed we have.
I miss my room more than I can say. I am VERY excited for this to be finished, over, finito. I can't wait to have a "big girl" room. And I'm so thankful to have family that would go through all of this trouble just so I can have a bedroom....the way that I want it.

In other news...things are definitely looking up.
Last night, I got a text message from a person I haven't talked to in quite a few months.
I miss her more than words can say, and basically cried myself to sleep the other night because of how much I miss her. She told me she wants to be friends again because she can't imagine ever having a friend like me again.
I hope we can be friends again, like we were before, and maybe better.

R.L. Stine.

2008-10-10T14:33:00.002-05:00

When I was younger, my favorite author of all time was R.L. Stine. I loved the fact that I could read a book late at night, before I went to sleep, and it would give me nightmares. I began to collect every single one of Stine's books, and fell in love with his writing; his stories. The only thing that really upset me, though, was that his books always had a happy ending. Which really, is horrible to say. But come on! If you're going to write a scary story, at least kill someone off at the end. Jeez. I mean, I kind of understand why his books had to have happy endings, him being a children's author after all.
But still.
So right now, I'm reading Halloween Night by R.L. Stine. I started reading it this morning, and I'm almost finished with it. Maybe it's because it's almost Halloween and I'm really excited. Maybe I'm just reminscing. I've been doing that quite a bit lately.
But now, when you go to a bookstore, you can see a whole display of Stine's old and new books. And can I just say, the new Stine books look like the dumbest thing in the world. I guess I should really keep my mouth shut until I actually read any of these books...but they don't look anywhere near as good as the classics.
Like the babysitter stories, when the call is coming from INside the house.
Or the Night of the Living Dummy.
Or Goosebumps!
But what is this crap about Horrorland? It looks like an amusement park that comes alive. I don't get it.
I'd be scared if I was babysitting, and a murderer was in the house.
Or my doll came to life.
But seriously? A roller coaster chasing you.
I really just pulled that out of my butt; I don't know what these Horrorland books are about.

I guess what I'm trying to say is...when I become a famous writer, because I know I will...eventually...I don't want to be famous for, say, five years, and then I lose my touch. Or people stop reading my books and stop looking up to me.
Because that's totally my goal: I want people to look up to me, and say to themselves, "Wow! She's a great writer! I want to be like her one day!" Kind of like I am with Meg Cabot. :D

Octoberfest.

2008-10-06T10:12:00.002-05:00

This past weekend was pretty much amazing.
My friend, Courtney, is away at college about 45 minutes away, and is NEVER home. She kept telling me every weekend that we needed to get together, but she could never pull away from her friends there. Then, Friday afternoon, she came home! I was bored at work all day Friday, and desperately needed her.
So we decided that I'd spend the night at her house that night. She picked me up at around 5:30, and we went to Wal-Mart so she could shop for one of her friends. Then, we went back to her house. We mostly hung out with her parents, watching movies, eating pizza. I fell asleep during a movie we were watching on TV. I woke up when there was only about ten minutes left of the movie, and so I watched it. When it was over, Courtney wanted to go into the office, and play on the computer. We looked at MySpace and Facebook...and our old favorite Homestarrunner dot com. :]
After making fun of it like old times, and meeting some new people on Facebook, we decided it was time to go to bed, it being around 2:00 in the morning.

Courtney didn't wake up until around 11:30 the next morning, which is late for us. I had been laying in bed, awake, for about an hour. Once she was awake, we went downstairs and watched Punk'd. We decided to go out to Southlake for that day, so we went back upstairs to get dressed. For about an hour, I sat in her chair while Courtney washed her hair and put on her makeup.
We finally got out of the house, and arrived at Southlake about fifteen minutes later. We went to Snuffers for lunch, which really isn't that great, and then began to shop around. We went to Buckle and Victoria's Secret, and some other places too.

My dad called me around 4:00 to tell me that I needed to get home, so Courtney took me back to The School Zone and I called Kevin. He had wanted to get together to go to Octoberfest, which is really just a lot of booths set up with jewelry and crafts and stuff. But it was at Southlake, and he said that since I'd already been there, then there was no point in us going. But he picked me up a little bit after 5:00, and we decided to go anyway, since I hadn't walked around the booths before, with Courtney.
First, we went to American Eagle, since we were already close by. I bought a sleeveless shirt, and put it on since it was really hot outside, and I was wearing a long-sleeve shirt before. We walked around through the booths, down each and every sidewalk, stopping at almost all of the booths. It was a lot of fun to walk around, hand in hand with Kevin, the cool breeze in the air.
I love just doing random things with him, so it's not the same ol' thing every time.
Afterwards, we went to Chili's, and I paid for supper. He got some pasta, and we shared it, and dessert: a chocolate chip molten cake. YUM.
We went back to his house and watched an episode of Dexter since I had left the DVD over there the last time I had gone. He got really interested, and wanted to keep the DVD at his house. I told him he could watch the rest of the DVD, but he said he'd wait until I could go over there so we could watch it together.
We took a couple of pictures, and had a great time.

All in all, it was a fun weekend. I loved seeing Courtney, and getting to hang out with Kevin.

I love him<3
:]

Happy Two Years :]

2008-09-23T18:29:00.004-05:00

Today is mine and Kevin's "two-year" anniversary. :]
It wasn't the best day..but it wasn't horrible, either.

He kept telling me that he would try to make it as special as possible, make me lunch at his house, watch movies all day...until 5:30 because he has school at 6:00 every Tuesday and Thursday.
So I woke up this morning in high hopes, put my best dress on, in a sense, and got to work really happy, Kevin's present tucked deep down in my purse.

Well, I got a phone call from Kevin at around 11:00. He told me that his dad needed to take his car, so he was car-less for the day. He did everything he could to get to me, though. He went across the street and asked his friend if he could borrow his car for a mere FIVE MINUTES. But no. No, his friend had to go somewhere.
Ugh.
So, I cried. I completely bit my tongue, though. I didn't say anything I shouldn't have. I was just...SO MAD. I mean, today was supposed to be perfect. Today was just so important to me. But I guess it was my fault for thinking that something could actually work out for a change.
He told me he was sorry about a million times. He told me he had gotten out stuff to make burgers and make home-made macaroni (my favorite food EVER). Which, by the way, was supposed to be a surprise.

Kevin called me again at around 3:45. His dad had just gotten home and he wanted to know if I still wanted to come over. I sighed at the thought of only getting to see him for an hour...but it was better than nothing. So I told him to be at The School Zone as soon as he could. He got there at around 4:00, and I (supposedly) told my dad I would be back by 5:00. Well...Kevin made just normal macaroni, and we watched South Park and laughed at how retarded it was (well, I did) and talked to Kyle. I gave him his present (a ring I ordered that's black and has a silver tribal engravement thing...it's really cool) and he absolutely LOVED it. So that made me really happy! We talked for a while, and I guess just lost track of time. Because the next time we looked at the clock...it was 5:30. At around that time, my dad called me and asked where I was in his I'm-mad-but-I'm-trying-to-stay-calm voice.

So Kevin dropped me back off at work, and he zoomed off to school.

I had a fun time with him. Too bad things didn't work out the way I wanted them to. But...it was still good to see him on our anniversary.

That's Crazy, Man.

2008-09-21T17:07:00.003-05:00

I'm just...I'm so freaking tired.
I took a math test yesterday morning at 9. And I pretty much, um, failed it. I'm going to die because of this class. Either because my head hurts so much from staring at jumbled up letters and numbers that my brain fries...or my dad kills me because I fail this class. You know. Whatever.

But then my mom came and picked me up from the school at around 10:30. We went shopping at the mall, and then went to Wal-Mart :] I bought some hair dye (dark brown) and colored my hair last night! It turned out SO MUCH better than it did the last time I tried to dye my hair brown. Which...mostly ended up on my dad's rug in his bathroom instead of my hair :-/

I had a great time with my mom. Even though I do drive her crazy. Ha-ha.

We were supposed to go shopping again today. But...we didn't. :[
I have tons of homework, and apparently, so does she.

I have a history test on Tuesday, that's hopefully in the evening. (Yeah, yeah. It's in two days and I don't know what time the test is. Shut-up.) But I'd really love to spend some time with Kevin on that day, it being our anniversary, and all. Plus, I bought him a present :] that I hope he likes!!!!

Anyway, I better get back to my study guide for my test on Tuesday so I don't fail TWO tests.

Bye!

Update :]

2008-09-13T19:20:00.002-05:00

I talked to Kevin earlier, and though he's halfway asleep from all of his medicine (I got him sick), he did remember our anniversary. He said he wouldn't know if he would have enough money to take me out, but maybe we could just hang out on the actual day...and then we could celebrate it on a later date when we have enough money to go out and do something.

So yay! I'm excited! And SO HAPPY that he remembered :]

I'm shopping for him, too. Nothing too big...but I hope he likes it anyway.

Fact or Fable?

2008-09-13T12:53:00.002-05:00

This morning, I woke up at 11:30. Which, by the way, is late for me! I went down the hall, and just walked around the kitchen, my mom being on the phone with my dad. They talked for a few more minutes and then my mom hung up the phone.
"Well, well, it's about time you woke up!" she said to me.
I mean, I'm sorry I woke up a little late so I couldn't help Dad out at work today, but come on! I took Nyquil last night before I went to sleep, so I'm going to be a little tired. Plus...it's nap weather out the wahoo today :]
Anyway, I have a few things that I need to do for school:
I have to write a paper for English.
I have to study for my history and math exams coming up.
And I have to finish my math homework :[
For the English paper, I have to copy and paste (pretty much) a fable- a long fable- and then put the moral to the story in my own words, and then I have to conclude it with an analogy. So I have to compare the fable that I choose to an experience that could happen in real life. I mean, that's what I'm getting out of it, anyway.

So I think later...I'm going to pop open Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire since that's my FAVORITE book, and then afterwards, possibly take a nap.

Oh, why not do that now? The paper's not due til tomorrow! And my exams aren't until NEXT week. So, you know, whatever.

I think something is bothering me, though. Like, that in a week I have to take (and probably fail) an Algebra test. Or maybe it's that this next Tuesday (not as in in the next three days...but a week from this Tuesday) is mine and Kevin's "anniversary" and I don't know if he'll even try to do anything for it, let alone remember it. Plus, well, he has evening classes every Tuesday and Thursday. And my history exam is on that day. But still...we could squeeze in a lunch date, right? Oh, I don't know. I'm just...scared it doesn't matter to him anymore. Like so many other things.

I did have a dream about him last night.
We were in high school still, and it was supposed to be pouring down rain. And I was scared that I was going to be soaked the second I stepped outside. Kevin, seeming to read my mind, went to an old teacher's classroom (Mr. Palermo) and tried to open the door. But the teacher came out to the hallway and said that his classroom was closed. But Kevin stuck a 10 dollar bill in the crack of the door, and then got the teacher's huge umbrella that could cover 4+ people out of his classroom somehow. He opened it up, and we walked proudly down the hallway as people pointed and laughed at us. I thought it was the sweetest thing ever, though, and didn't care what other people were saying. By the time we got outside, it was pouring down rain. Kevin told me to stay where I was while he got his car because he was taking me home. So I stood on the sidewalk, and he ran out into the rain.

I don't know. I thought it was a cute dream. How he was doing everything for me that he could think of.

Well, I better get started on this paper.
:-/

The Algebra Blues.

2008-09-12T16:27:00.002-05:00

Yep I have them. Everyone gets them, it seems. But I have them BAD. I don't know if I'll be able to pass the upcoming test, let alone this class! Oh well, at least I still have my friends, right?

Anyway, I'm still sick at home. Oh yeah, I've been sick at home since Tuesday. TUESDAY. That's what, FOUR DAYS? And yes, I just counted on my fingers how many days that was. Your point is? For these four days, I have barely been able to talk or really do anything for that matter. Today though, I feel much better! Well, better than I did a couple of days ago. My stomach is killing me!! I don't know why. There I was just watching my favorite channel: The Discovery Health Channel, when all of a sudden, my stomach started grumbling. I thought it was because I was hungry, but no! No, I got up, my dog, Maggie, running to my side like she knew what was going to happen, and I practically fell over! What was wrong with me? Why, I have no idea. I think I just have some dizziness from not eating lunch. Because guess what? I was doing my Algebra homework from 11:00 this morning to 2:00 this afternoon. So...no lunch for me!

So now I'm trying to be creative and come up with some way to pass algebra and, well, get a book published in the near future. But I'm coming up blank. I think I need some help :[

ps- Does anybody have any good websites for layouts for blogger?

Banana Cream.

2008-08-05T17:47:00.005-05:00

I had a great day yesterday, even though it didn't start out so wonderful.

Mom and I both had a dentist appointment at 9:00 yesterday morning. It's funny, when I was younger, I loved visits to the dentist. Probably just so I could have another reason to be different than any other child...but whatever. My mom got called back first, and I waited for a long freaking time before I was called back. But I don't remember a teeth cleaning ever hurting so bad! He scraped and flossed and brushed, and scraped some more! It was disgusting, and sounded even worse. My mouth has hurt all day today, and I could barely eat anything.

Kevin and I talked about hanging out last night, but he kept calling me and telling me that his mom wanted to be with him for his birthday, and maybe take him out to dinner. A dinner to which I was later invited. We went to The Cheesecake Factory after I got off of work at 5:00. I missed that place SO MUCH! I haven't been since...my birthday back in January. And hope to go back in September... :]
Anyway, we ate our supper and chatted a lot. Because Lord knows when women get together, we talk a lot! It came to be dessert time, and Kevin ordered a Banana Cream cheesecake...which I was very proud of him for because, um, bananas are good for you. But whatever. It was delicious!!! Mom got her own cheesecake and a latte. Which I really wanted, but my body can't really take coffee at night. :-/

I had a lot of fun with Kevin last night. I took a couple of pictures of his birthday cheesecake! And of him blowing out his candle. I could only use my cell phone for pictures, my camera not working, and his...is never taken into public.
So I hope he had a great birthday this year. :]

There She Goes Again.

2008-08-04T14:48:00.008-05:00

So I've had a pretty good weekend :]

On Friday night, I was supposed to go to the Barnes and Noble Breaking Dawn party with Cassie, but she didn't want to go anymore because she started to read up on it, and it seemed freakier than we thought.

So I just spent the night at her house, and we watched Penelope, and sat on her bed and talked for forever. We ate pizza for supper up in her room, and played on her laptop. We tried to figure a few things out...only to come to a few "dead" ends. So we gave up, and put in another movie, The Perfect Man. We watched about five minutes of it, and then fell asleep at around 2:00 in the morning.

On Saturday, we woke up at around 10:00, and we went downstairs to eat breakfast. The plan was to go bowling with the youth group from Cassie's church, so we headed back upstairs to get ready to go. We left at around 12:00, and got to the bowling alley at around 1:00.
I am horrible at bowling, and refuse to take my turn any time I have ever gone bowling. But after the first couple of times of hunking that ball down the lane, I gained some confidence, and told myself I was going to beat at least one person. (I know, what a lovely church attitude I have.) But I did! I wasn't that bad, to tell you the truth. It was a lot of fun, and we took a ton of pictures!

We got finished bowling, and took all of the kids back to the church to get picked up by their parents. Then we went to Chili's to eat supper, and we were back at the house at 5:00. I had told my mom I'd be home at 6:00, so we watched Drake and Josh with Jake.

Cassie's mom drove me home at 6:00, and I took a nap. I was SO TIRED.

On Sunday, I went to Hurricane Harbor with Kevin.

My parents were going to church, but Kevin wanted to pick me up at around 11:00, so I didn't go to church. He arrived at my house and we figured out how to get to the park. We left, and stopped at Sonic for lunch, since he trusts me in his car with food now. Lol.

Either that, or he just didn't want to eat outside!

So we ate, and then 40 minutes later, we got to the park.

It was SO HOT!! I was really scared to get on a lot of the slides, but Kevin told me that nothing bad could really happen to me, and it may've been stupid...but I trusted him. Lol. I'm a lot better with water rides anyway than I am with roller coasters. So it comforted me a little bit. We went down the biggest slides I've ever seen!! Mostly we went down slides that could have two or more people at a time on them just so we could be together.

We got up to one slide, and I freaked out while I was waiting in line. In order to be able to go on this certain ride, you had to have a HUGE float that could fit four people in it. The slide was a huge tube kind of thing that spit you out into a spiral, and made you go up REALLY high, and then swing back and forth. I got up to the point where I could see what I would have to endure, and got scared that I was going to fall right out of the float. I wanted to go back down to the ground (you know, where I'm safe) and get back in the pool because I was also burning up and felt horribly sick. Kevin looked at me. "Lindsay. I've been holding this float for 15 minutes and we are not going back down those stairs. You can if you want, but I'm going on this slide." So jeez, I went on the stupid ride. But once we went down the slide, and the water splashed me from all directions, I felt SO much better, and I had a lot of fun.

I refused to go on one slide, though. It just required one person at a time, and I wasn't fully comfortable doing anything by myself, so I waited for him to come down the slide on the side-lines. There were three slides; two of them just went straight down and then curved at the bottom to splash into the pool...but then the middle one made you go forward a little bit, and THEN drop down. So you're in mid-air for about half a second. MID-AIR. Um, yeah. No thanks. I thought it would be horrible waiting for Kevin to come down the slide, it being 106 degrees outside, but each time somebody came barreling down the slide, it would send this huge wave your way and would cool you off. So I was having fun and keeping cool at the same time. This little boy came up to me and started telling me how scared he was of the slides, and that he, too, was waiting on a friend to come down the slide. We talked about how we'd never go on any of the rides at Six Flags because they're way too scary! He talked about his friend a little bit, and asked how old I was. When I told him I was 19, he looked at me like, "Bull crap, I could date you!" Yeah. He was, um, 10?
It took Kevin probably about 30 minutes to finally get his turn to go down the slide. And when he came around to greet me, he had this look on his face that clearly said, "Oh crap." I asked him what was wrong, and he started to pat all of the pockets in his swimming trunks.

See, when we had first gotten to the park, we paid for parking, and everything. We went into the park with my backpack-purse, his keys, our ID's, some beach towels, and our tickets. We went to go stand in line to get a locker, but there was a sign up that said "Small lockers-$10" and that was all I had left. Medium lockers were $15 and Large lockers were $20. But...the small lockers were sold out. So we didn't have anywhere to put all of our stuff while we played. We went to the customer service help desk, but she really wasn't much help. She told us she couldn't do anything for us. Basically, "sucks for you. I can't do anything." So we went back to the car and put everything back in there...except for Kevin's keys to his car...which he placed safely (not) in his pockets of his swim trunks.

Okay, back to the story! So bottom line...we think that the keys just flew out of his pants when he was going down the slide at 100mph. He freaked out! He asked the lifeguard (who was a humongous jerk) what he could do about it, and she said she couldn't do anything until a certain time. So we walked around and went to each ride that we had gone on prior to this slide, and nobody had seen any keys. We went to the Lost and Found, and they hadn't been turned in. We called his parents and my parents to see if they'd get a spare key so Kevin and I could get home for the day, and worry about the other keys at a later date. But we couldn't get ahold of anybody! We walked around until it was time to go back to the last slide Kevin had gone on and asked the lifeguard if there was anything we could do at that point, and still, she told us no. Kevin held his tongue, and stomped away from her. We searched under the slide, and all around the slide, but still no sign of his keys! At this point, we were freaking out. How would we get home? What if someone found the keys and kept them? We walked back to the Lost in Found, praying that they had been found by this point. There was a different lady than there had been before, and she was a lot more helpful. We described the keys to her, "Nissan Sentra with a ring that says Lindsay on it." Because I had given him a ring with my name on it...long story. And the lady had this huge grin on her face. "These?" She asked, and handed us some keys. Sure enough, they were Kevin's keys! We were SO excited, and decided to go home after all of that excitement.

Afterwards, the real effects of the heat finally started to kick in. I felt woozy and nauseated, and just wanted to lay down. Kevin and I left and stopped by Whataburger and got two large drinks of Lemonade. I paid. Oh my God! It tasted SO GOOD. I didn't really feel all that great, even after drinking some lemonade, so Kevin insisted on taking me to my house instead of his. I begged him to take me to his house. It was still his birthday, after all, and I wanted to spend some more time with him! He said only if I felt better afterwards would he let me into his house. So I sucked it up and we got back to Roanoke without me throwing up in his car. I bet he greatly appreciated that. We got to his house, and I took a shower. I hate the feeling my hair has after I go swimming, so I just had to get it out! When I got out of the shower, I finally got my wish, and laid down for a long time.

We went downstairs and Kevin's mom had gotten a cake for him. From the ice-cream place that Kevin and I go to every time we go to Southlake now. We're pretty much addicted. The cake was an ice cream cake and was double chocolate, or something. We all sang Happy Birthday to Kevin and ate our cake in the living room while we caught up on a few subjects. The cake was SO GOOD!

Kevin and I played Scene It in the media room, and then fell asleep together on the couch. It was a good day, all in all. Minus the missing keys. Kevin has decided no more waterparks for his birthday. We've had too many unfortunate things happen to us when it comes to waterparks and Kevin's birthday. :]

I can't believe he's 20, though. I've loved growing up with him for the past couple of years, and can't wait to grow old with him.

Happy Birthday, Baby :]

Time For You.

2008-07-31T10:21:00.001-05:00

I just wanted to update you a little bit on what's been going on.
Well, yesterday, Dad and I went to NCTC and I registered for classes. I'm taking an English class, a History class, and a Math class. The only one I'm excited about, of course, is the English class. But I'm really just excited for the classes to start! Dad keeps telling me to read the History book that we bought front to back so I'd know everything before I started classes.
Yeah. Right.

Anyway, while we were at the college, we bought a college writing book too, and two shirts that say NCTC LIONS on them :]
I wore one of them to work yesterday!
Classes start August 23rd!! (Which, yes, it's a Saturday...but still!! I'm excited :] )

So that's what's new with college...

I've been reading this series of books. They're by Stephenie Meyer and it's called The Twilight Series. They're about this girl who meets this boy and they fall in love. Then she finds out he's a vampire, so she strives for him to make her a vampire so they could live together forever. And then she meets another boy who likes her and she finds out that he's a werewolf. Vampires and werewolves are enemies, so she can't be friends with both, so she has to choose.
Anyway, it's a VERY good love story, and they're good page-turners. The movie comes out in December, and I'm definitely going to see it.

The fourth book in the series comes out this weekend (August 2nd) and at Barnes and Noble, they're having a midnight party for it, and at midnight, the book goes on sale, and you can buy it. My best friend, Cassie, and I are going since she's the one who got me into these books. So I'm spending the night at her house Friday night, we're going to the party, and then the next day we're going bowling (yay. Not.) with her youth group from church. I'm so going to throw the ball at fourteen people, I just know it.
Monday is Kevin's 20th birthday, so on Sunday, we're going to Hurricane Harbor all day! I'm SOOO excited. I bought the tickets yesterday, and they cost around 40 bucks. So, it wasn't horrible, I guess. On Monday, I hope Dad lets me stay home so I can spend time with Kevin on his actual birthday.

Those are my plans for the weekend. I'm really looking forward to it!!!

Movie Madness.

2008-07-30T23:22:00.003-05:00

So I got home about an hour ago from spending time with Kevin<3
He had the day off, so we planned to spend a few hours together after I got off of work.
My mom dropped by at The School Zone at 4:30 (we close at 5:00), and she dropped me off at Kevin's house. I watched him play WoW for a little bit, and then I finally got bored. I suggested we have a movie marathon, so we went into the media room to try to find something on the movie channels. Come to find out, they didn't have movie channels anymore, so we watched Wrestling Olympics (Yeah, I know) for 15 minutes and then went downstairs to try to find something to watch.
Kevin decided to go to BlockBuster to rent some movies, so we left. I noticed the sky was very dark. "Is it going to rain tonight?" I wondered aloud.
We went to Chili's first so he could get his schedule for the week, and then we headed off to go get movies! We walked around and chatted for a while, and we finally decided on The Eye and Superhero Movie.
We left there and Kevin called in to Chili's To Go so he could have something to eat, but I wasn't hungry, so I didn't get anything. By the time we left BlockBuster, the bottom dropped out of the sky. Rain pelted the car from every direction, but Kevin didn't see this as a problem. Oh no. He took his hands of the wheel, he sang at the top of his lungs to the radio, and when he talked to me, he looked at me. ME. NOT THE ROAD! Oh yeah, I felt safe. Not.
So he got out in the Chili's parking lot, and I sat there. And I sat there. And then, guess what? I sat there some more. It took them FOREVER to make his food. Seriously, four people pulled up and left with food before Kevin finally came out of there.
Kevin's rule is "No food or drinks in the brand new car" but lo and behold! There he was with a coke and pasta! Go figure.
We left, movies and food in tow, and we finally got back safely.
Kevin ate his food REALLY fast, and we went upstairs. We watched The Eye first, and then Superhero Movie. I LOVED The Eye, and my stomach hurt from laughing so hard through Superhero Movie. I kid you not. I could not stop laughing!
When the movies were over, I got hungry, so we went downstairs and I ate a breakfast bar, because God forbid that family goes grocery shopping. I grabbed a Vitamin Water from the fridge, and we left.
"Uh, don't bring that drink in my car! You know my rule," he told me.
"Yeah. Okay, Mister-I-Just-Ate-Pasta-In-My-Brand-New-Car. I'm bringing this." Then I turned around. "I'll keep it closed," I assured him.
So he let me bring the drink.
Then he took me home, and we had a good time just chatting.

I love him. I really do. No matter what. Yeah, we fight. But who doesn't?

I Don't Care What They Say.

2008-07-28T13:24:00.002-05:00

Last night, I'm pretty sure God was testing me...through Kevin.
He asked me if I really wanted to be with him, or if I was just saying that because I didn't want to flush over two years down the drain.
And the truth is...I love him. I love him more than anything in this world, and I mean that with all of my heart.
Every movie that I have ever watched; every book that I have ever read has told me that I should never date anybody that I don't see myself marrying. And I think throughout middle school and high school, I've only had one relationship that I definitely couldn't see myself with him for the rest of my life. He was just...for fun. But with Kevin, I'm pretty sure that I could spend the rest of my life with him.
I also asked him if we were good for each other, and he said, "Some people think so, some say we're not." And that really hurt. When we first started going out, people were always saying what a cute couple we made, and how perfect we were for each other.
And now? Now people see me as immature, and not anywhere good enough for Kevin.
It used to be the other way around...where I was the better person. I was the best thing that ever happened to him, and I chose him. He wasn't good enough for me. I didn't see it that way, of course. I know I am the best thing that could ever happen to him. But I know he's more than good enough for me.
I don't just want to stay with him because I don't want to flush two plus years down the drain. I don't just want to stay with him so I can show everybody that they were wrong. Because they are wrong.
Nobody's perfect, and everybody deserves a second chance.
I just wish that people would get to know me before they started making assumptions and accusations. I'm not who they think I am; I'm so much better than that.
I wish that Kevin would tell everyone they're wrong, and that we're right for each other.
I feel like he's the one that let's them talk; let's them think like that.

I don't know...I'm having an off day today. I'm tired, I have a headache, I forgot about a million things at home today, and I'm hungry.
I just wish I could figure out what was wrong with me. So I could get to feeling better. I wish I knew where life was taking me so I could make the right decisions. Or at least, the best ones for me.

---
Okay, so my mom just called me about 10 minutes ago, and said she got this big envelope that said, "Open Immediately!!! Important test results inside!"
See, I took the THEA about a week ago, and I'm just now getting results. I only had to take the math portion, having been exempt from the reading and writing portions!!!!
My mom said that I passed!!!!!! Probably barely (I made a 242 and the minimum grade is 230) but still!!! I passed!!

Aaaaahhhh!! :]

Mr. Right.

2008-07-25T09:41:00.001-05:00

Okay, so I remember, about two and a half years ago, when I was with Austin, I had a dream.

We were at school, and for some reason, there was a flood, and everybody was running (or I guess, swimming. Ha-ha.) like crazy. Austin was holding my hand, making sure he didn't lose me…and despite the fact that either of us could actually die in a flood…I wanted to know how he would react if he did, in fact, "lose me." So I sort of just…let my hands fall out of his. And the sad part was, he didn't even acknowledge the fact that maybe his girlfriend was in trouble. That maybe, he'd lost me forever. But I am actually a very good swimmer, so I didn't really drown, or anything. I just wanted to make him think he'd lost me forever. I wanted to know if he'd give me a second thought, if he really cared about me, if he really loved me. I wanted to know if he'd be sad that I was gone. If he'd be relieved, even happy. And yeah, I was thinking all of this while I was trying to get through the school, and out of the flood that I could've died in. But, as I said before, I am a pretty good swimmer, so I just kind of…waded in the water and watched Austin swim away from me, not once turning around to see if I was okay, or why, all of a sudden, he didn't have to hold on to something else—me.

I remember crying when I woke up from this dream. I felt as if God was trying to tell me that I was wasting my time with Austin; that he wasn't the right guy for me. And I had felt so sure that he was. Right for me, I mean.

I thought maybe we were just going through a rough period of our relationship (and we were—he was breaking up with me) and that we'd eventually get through it. I think I did just love him so much, I wish that's what that dream meant.

But last night? Last night, I had basically the same dream. It started out (and ended) totally different.

Kevin and I were in this race, and we were against each other. We were driving these kind of race cars, I guess, and, well, he won, of course. Me not being able to drive, and all. At the finish line, there was all this water, and we had to join each other in the race, and be against everybody else. It was a brand new race, and the finish line, for some reason, was a lake. We had to go through and follow a path around, and get to the lake before anybody else. I was trying to work out a strategy, but Kevin just jumped into the water (that wasn't the lake) and started trying to get to the lake really fast. But he ran into a wall that had a sign that said, "If you jump over this wall, you will be disqualified. This is not the way to the lake." So he screamed for me to swim over to him. I looked down at myself, and I was wearing my favorite pair of jeans, and I didn't want to get my shoes dirty, either. But I shrugged my shoulders, and jumped in the water too. I swam over to him, and I started complaining, "Man, I really liked these jeans!" And Kevin smiled and said, "Me too." I glared at him. "My jeans or your jeans?" I asked him. "Your jeans, of course." I knew it was the real Kevin after that; that's so something he'd say. Eventually, we found a way to the lake, and thankfully, there was nobody already there. As we were wading through the water, the water was over both of our heads, but he was determined to keep going. He kept holding my hand, and if I tripped over something, his grip would get tighter. I had a vague flashback to the Austin dream, but mostly I think I was actually dying. I couldn't hold my breath for any longer. But I also wondered to myself if Kevin could live without me. I wondered how he'd feel if he lost me. Would he even try to save me? So I, again, sort of just…let my fingers fall out of his. I remember falling, falling to the bottom. My eyes closing. The last thing I saw was Kevin stopping, turning around, and his eyes widening as he realized that I was gone. I said my silent goodbye, and closed my eyes for good. I knew it was the end. But the next thing I knew, I was being laid down on the cold, hard floor of the school hallway. I opened my eyes slowly, and Kevin was above me, tears streaming down his face, his eyes beat red. But a small smile was cracking, and he began to wipe away the tears. "Baby!" he screamed as he wrapped me into one of his bear hugs. "I thought I'd lost you forever." His voice cracked on the last word, and more tears came. The last thing I remember was I wrapped my arms around him, and I didn't want to ever let go.

I woke up. I was crying, but for a totally different reason than the other dream. I love this boy more than anything in the world. I'm pretty sure that he'd be sad if he lost me, whether if I leave him, or I…die. I'm not saying my relationship with Austin wasn't a good one, because for a while there, it really was good. We just sort of…fell apart, and a few things happened. But I'm happy now, and I hope he is too.

I hope I get to sort of witness this in real life, not just my dreams. And I hope that this time, God is trying to tell me that it may be difficult sometimes, but Kevin is the right guy for me.

I'm Pretty Much Excited.

2008-07-24T16:21:00.008-05:00

Tomorrow, the X-Files movie comes out to theatres, and my best friend, Cassie, is planning to get a few people together to go see it in Southlake. And I'm invited. She said we could get to Southlake at around 6:30, and walk around and shop and stuff, and then I will probably be home at around 10:00. She's really gotten me back into this show. I used to watch it when I was younger, but I lost interest after a while. But as much as she talks about it, I've begun to watch it again.

There are a few other movies that I've been dying to see that are either

a) currently in theaters

b) are about to come out to theaters, or

c) have come out to DVD

Here are a few *in theaters:

-Get Smart

-Sex and the City

-Journey to the Center of the Earth (Just because I LOVED the book when I was little...plus, um Brendan Fraser! Hell-ooo!)

-American Teen

-Step Brothers

-Batman

-The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2
-High School Musical 3 (!!!!)
-Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (!!!!)
-Twilight (!!!!)

And the last three? Come out in October, November, and December. So, I have a long time to wait. But I bet they'll totally be worth the wait. I'm sooo excited.

Especially because ... um, well ... just see for yourself:

-Zac Efron (Troy in HSM)
-Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter!!!)

-Robert Pattinson (Edward Cullen) (Also played Cedric Diggory in Harry Potter!)

I just want to know one thing:

Why is Zac grabbing himself?

*on DVD:

-The Eye

-Dan in Real Life

-The Heartbreak Kid

More later.

I'm sleeeeepy.

Goodnight y'all!

Vacation and More.

2008-07-12T21:47:00.000-05:00

My week:

Sunday: I got home from Colorado. This trip was fun, to say the least, but I missed my boy sooooo bad! No reception is the worst thing ever when you're two states away from the one you love. Anyway, the weather was amazing; we woke up freezing every morning! We just had a bit of a problem with the water...it stunk. Bad. But I was so happy to be home. Kevin came by to see me, and he showed off his BRAND NEW 2008 White Nissan Sentra. We talked outside for a while, and he finally went home at 11:30. He wasn't supposed to stay too late. Lol. Oops.

Monday: Back to work! I had the longest day possible, but Kevin came by to see me towards the end of it, and we left when the shop closed at 5:00, and went to Southlake. We saw Hancock (good movie, by the way!) and went to Wal-Mart for a little bit. I bought Veet. Lol.

Tuesday: I don't remember doing anything this day. Lol. Just work!

Wednesday: I didn't have to go to work...nobody woke me up. Mom went to work for the day, and Dad and I went out to NCTC together to get me signed up to take the THEA, and to sit down with a counselor to talk about future classes and everything. I gave the lady at the front desk my high school transcripts...and guess what? Umm...I'm exempt from taking the writing and reading parts of the THEA because my TAKS scores were so high!!!! Eeeeeeeeeee! Okay so Dad and I left and went to Panchos for lunch (and then I had heartburn for the rest of the day. Lol. We went back to the shop to talk to Mom, and then went back home.

Thursday: Um, I went to work a little late, because my mom let me sleep in again. She and Dad were going to go shopping around Southlake together and so I got ready to go to work so she could go ahead and leave with Dad. I pretty much just studied out of the THEA practice book we bought at the school book store at NCTC the day before. Kevin got off of work at around 4:00, and he came to pick me up at the house at around 7:00 with his mom. She had just gotten back from a trip to SCOTLAND! and she and Kevin came to the backyard -- where I was with my parents -- and gave me a shirt that she had bought me in SCOTLAND. It's cute. It's black and has sequins on it that says SCOTLAND! :] We went to his Grandparents' house for about an hour and then Kevin and I went back to the house and had a, um, long talk. But not too long, because I had to be home by 10:00, so he drove me home. But then I realized that I forgot my phone at his house...and I started to freak out because me without my cell phone? Horrible dilemma.

Friday: I woke up and got ready for work. I told Dad about my missing cell phone, so he took me to Kevin's house before we had to be at work so I could pick it up. Kevin had work at 10:15 that morning, and we got there at 9:45. So I rang the doorbell, and there's his dad and Chris answering the door. His dad was on the phone, and he gave me this big smile when he saw me... He gestured for me to come in the house, so I smiled and walked past him, bolting up the stairs to Kevin's room. Mmm...Kevin was still asleep. Lol. So I walked over to him, all cuddled up in his blankets so cute, and gave him a light kiss on the lips. Um, yeah. That woke him up, and gave him a good start as well. He said he loved waking up to me :] He thought that we were spending the whole day together, but he had work, and so did I :[ I talked with him for a few more minutes, and then his dad yelled, "Is your dad outside, Lindsay? I think I'll go talk to him," up the stairs. So I kissed Kevin good-bye, and bolted back down the stairs to, um, save my dad. I got into the car and we left. My dad kept making noises every few minutes and saying, "I'm still shocked he came outside to see me!" Hahaha.Cassie came over to spend the night at 6:00 :]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] My parents had gone to go out to eat and go shopping, so we had the house to ourselves for a few hours. We watched some of a movie she brought over, called Adventures in Babysitting, and it was really, really funny. I made grilled turkey and cheese sandwiches for supper! We stopped the movie about halfway through because we got on a talking rampage, and then we went outside and talked some more before it got too dark. By that time, my parents were home, so we went back inside, and finished the movie.After the movie, we went down the hall, and just chatted for a while. We didn't fall asleep until 2:00 this morning because of all of the caffeine we had. Lol.Today, we watched John Tucker Must Die, High School Musical, and the last our of Harry Potter & OOTP. We went in my room at 4:00 so she could get ready to go home, but her mom didn't get here until around 5:00, maybe later, so we just talked...and talked and talked...and took pictures!!

So that was my week!!!

You're The Reason.

2008-06-28T04:49:00.001-05:00

So sorry I haven't written in a while…I've been super busy, and am just now getting around to it.
So here's what my week had entailed:

Sunday: Kevin got off of his lunch shift and came by my house to pick me up so we could spend the day together, since I'd been gone to North Carolina the week before, and he missed me. All at once now: "Awwwwwe." Okay. We went to his house, Wal-Mart, and then ate supper at Chili's…of course. And my best friend from 6th grade (Miss Ashley Page) works there now, so I talked to her a lot, and got to see her for the first time in a few years. My parents had told me to be home at 9:00 that night, but I didn't get home until…10:30? Yeah so I got in trouble for that one.

Monday: My parents left to go to my grandmother's birthday party, but I didn't go. Instead, Ashley and I had our Girls' Night Out :]]]] I felt pretty bad about skipping out on the party…but I get to see her on Saturday anyway… But Ashley picked me up at my house at 6:00, and we went to Chili's to eat. Yes, yes. AGAIN. We went to Southlake Town Square and went to Claire's. I bought a few things (an anklet for my mom and the finishing up of a birthday present) but Ashley went CRAZY with the clearance stuff. It was funny. Afterwards, we went to Harkins and we saw The Strangers. Yeah. SO not scary at all. More like Dumbest Movie Ever To Be Made In The History Of Movies. We were in this itty bitty theater with maybe 20 other people, and when a part happened in a movie where it was supposed to be scary, but turned out more awkward than anything…everybody just started giggling, or yelling out remarks to the screen. It was hilarious. After the movie, we drove home, and by that time, it was 10:30…but I'd told my parents that's what time I'd be home that night…so we were good. On the way home, we turned up the radio, and jammed to Evanescense and Lifehouse. We sang at the top of our lungs. Ohhh I missed that girl!! I can't wait to see her again :]

Tuesday: I had Jeremy and Courtney over for a double-date with Kevin and I. There was a misunderstanding of where Jeremy lived, so I couldn't go over to his house. :] Thanks, Kev. So they came over and we all ate as soon as Kevin got to the house at 7:30. We went swimming afterwards, and just talked for a long time until it got dark. We played the bean-bag game that's so popular with my family, and then we went inside the house and played a game of Wii Bowling. We talked for a little bit longer, and then Courtney and Jeremy just…left. It was kind of abrupt and, well, random. But whatever. I had a fun time with them anyway. Kevin and I sat on the couch after they left, and the day finally caught up to me; I was SO TIRED just sitting there. Kevin had work the next morning, so he needed to get home soon. He promised we'd see each other again before I leave on Saturday for Colorado. So he left not long after that, our goodbye lasting a wonderful hour and a half.

Wednesday and Thursday: I had a doctor's appointment these days, and I was scared half to death that they'd have to draw 14 tubes of blood. But to my surprise, it was just a consultation; the doctor just wanted to talk to see how I was doing, and what we needed to do to get me to feel better. He told me that since my medication isn't working, it may not be acid reflux after all, and something completely different. So I was scheduled for the next day to come back for another appointment. I couldn't eat or drink anything after midnight on Thursday, and my appointment wasn't until 1:00. So I about DIED. Thursday morning, I couldn't take a pill, I couldn't eat breakfast, or lunch, and it was miserable. My parents didn't wake me up in time to go to work, so I slept in until 10:00 and got ready to go to The School Zone. When we arrived, Dad and I left to go to the doctor, but the nurse couldn't see me until 1:30…so Dad and I watched The Tyra Banks Show until she called me back. I got an ultrasound on my stomach (to check my gallbladder, spleen, and kidney, I think) and it took about 20 minutes for the whole thing. I'm pretty sure I fell asleep about 50 times, her massaging my stomach like that for so long. Except that she told me to hold my breath, so that would wake me up. When we were finished, Dad and I left and we went to Chick-Fil-A so I could eat finally! We both got something to eat, and then Mom wanted something as well. We took the food back to the store and ate in the back room. After we were finished eating, Mom took me home and I rested for a little bit, just reading and talking to people online. I was so exhausted from stressing out, I guess. And Kevin was there for me through everything, telling me everything would be okay, and my results would come back normal, and they couldn't find anything wrong with me. So it was good for him to be positive, at least.

Friday: Today was my parents' 22-year anniversary, so they dropped me off at The School Zone this morning, and left to go shopping and eat lunch. I stayed at the store, all alone for a few hours. They finally came back at around 1:00, but then left again to go to Cabela's. They came back by 2:15, and I called Kevin to see what he was up to. No joke, he'd just turned on his phone. So basically, we're made for each other. Lol. Kevin and I were supposed to go to Grapevine Mills and meet up with his dad and brothers, so Kevin picked me up at 2:30 and we went back to his house to meet up with everyone, but nobody was at the house! So we left, and went to Mills anyway, but never met up with anybody. We walked around the mall a few times, going into different places, buying a few things here and there. And then we went to Chili's Too for supper (I paid) and now I have major heartburn. Kevin was amazing today, just never wanting to let go of my hand, and if he absolutely had to let go, he'd put his arm around me as soon as he could. He kept his promise that I'd get to see him again. On the way home, he let me jam out to country music, and we sang together :] We also did the chicken dance "to the wrong song." Oh, I love this boy :] I just wish I got to have a longer goodbye with him than the two seconds I got.After Kevin left, my parents and I went to my Uncle Dave's house to eat…I ate mashed potatoes and that's all. We got home at around 9:30, and got finished packing for tomorrow.

I'm sure there's more things that I did this week, I just can't remember them right now. If I do remember them, I will post more on this blog when I get back from Colorado, which is where I'm going tomorrow morning at 5:00. :-/ ugh. We'll be back on Saturday, July 5th, so I'll see you/talk to you then.

In the meantime, leave comments, and I'll get back to you when I get back :]

Love,-Lindsay

Just a Dream

2008-06-26T15:56:00.000-05:00

I had a dream about you.
I dreamed that you were talking to me
and that we were laughing together.
I dreamed that you told me secrets.
Secrets that you could only tell me.

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Last night I woke up crying.
Crying because I know that's what we used to have.
It's what I wish we still were.
And what I know we'll never be again.

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This morning, I realized something.
I realized it was just a dream.
I realized that it's been a few months now,
and I'm finally getting over you.
I'm finally getting over crying so much.

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I hope that your life turns out exactly how you want it to be.
I hope you're happy.
Happy without me.
But most of all,
I hope you'll miss me one dayas much as I missed you.
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-Lindsay

Behind The Scenes

2008-06-16T09:39:00.000-05:00

I stayed up mostly all night thinking about this:
Somehow, staying by myself on vacation in an unfamiliar place sort of makes me creative. Plus, maybe it has something to do with all of the books I'm reading lately. In any sense, I'm pretty sure I've come up with a second (maybe even third) chapter for my book "Behind the Scenes" since I can't find the ones I wrote a long time ago.
The story line is like this:
The main character lost her husband years ago, and the first chapter was a dream she had that she finds out to be very real. She starts to investigate herself, being a former detective.
At the beginning, when she's dreaming, she is in a tent in the woods camping- this being a ritual for her and her husband on their anniversary. And since it's her 21st anniversary, and he passed away, she decided to continue on with it. In her dream she's having, a man walks into the tent and threatens her. She wakes up, screaming bloody murder, and realizes it's the guy who was chasing the girl at the beginning.
But it's taken a year for her to realize it. Every time the police ask her why she was in the woods alone (they still accuse her of killing the young woman) she cannot remember, and has had to stay in prison for the past year. But now she's finally starting to remember everything. She's forgotten because she doesn't really want to think about why she was in the woods alone...without her husband.

I Don't Have to Think.

2008-06-13T11:36:00.001-05:00

Last night was double-date night. Well, sort of.
Courtney and I had planned to go out, eat at The Great Wall by Chili's, watch Don't Mess With The Zohan, and walk around Wal-Mart. But then I got a text message from her saying that Jeremy didn't get paid until 7:30 last night, and she was out shopping with her mom, so she couldn't meet up with us to eat.
So Kevin and I left from The School Zone at 5:00 and went to The Great Wall by ourselves. As always, it was delicious. I paid for supper, and Kevin got red sauce on the white part of his green-and-white striped shirt. No shocker there. We had to go back to his house so he could change because I wanted to go to Wal-Mart and he was too embarrassed to go anywhere else with a big red spot on his shirt.
We went ALL the way back to his house and he changed shirts, and then we just hung out there for a while. And then we went ALL the way back to Wal-Mart so I could get a Father's Day card for my dad.We also got a snack for the movie (Toblerone-I've never tried this, but Meg Cabot mentions in a few times in some of her books, so I knew what it was. And it was delicious!)
We drove out to the theater and got there by 7:30. We bought our tickets and sat through the previews. Courtney and I were texting back and forth because they weren't there yet, and she asked us to wave so she could see us in the theater. And no joke, they got there right as the movie was starting.
My Opinion: Don't Mess With the Zohan was the STUPIDEST movie ever. Sorry. Throughout the movie, Courtney and I kept exchanging looks like, "What the crap is this?"
After the movie, we went outside and stood around Kevin's car. We talked for about 30 minutes. We made fun of each other and just laughed about everything. And I'll say it again: I swear Kevin and Jeremy were separated at birth. No lie.
On the drive home, Kevin let me choose the radio station we listened to. It was so sweet. He hasn't done that since our two-year anniversary 2 months ago. So that right there pretty much made my day so much better. We listened to country-of course- and then a little bit to 106.1 and I sang along to "Bleeding Love" by Leona Lewis. And then we pulled up to my house.
I was sad that the evening was over.Despite our argument the other day, I enjoy our time together.
I love him<3

Perfect Day...Almost.

2008-06-01T22:16:00.001-05:00

So I had a good day today. My mom woke me up by sending me a text message ... at 12:20. She and Dad had gone to Target, Cotton Patch, and Kohl's. They got home at around 1:00, and they started showing me everything that they bought. They bought Kevin a shirt that has a guitar on it and says "America" and bought me a matching shirt with a guitar that says "Girls Rock" and a bag that has the Eiffel Tower on it and says "Paris" It's SO CUTE.
So later I went over to Kevin's, and gave him his shirt. He loved it, and put it on immediately. We laid on his bed and chatted for a while, and we worked on our scrapbook that we are making together from the past two years and then on into the future. Both of our stomachs started to grumble, so we got up and went to Chili's. We both got fajitas, and then we got a white chocolate molten cake. It was pretty dang good. And my new favorite thing? Blackberry lemonade. YUM.
We went back to his house, and went upstairs. We fell asleep together, and my dad called me at around 9:00, telling me to get home, and asked where I was. When I told him I had fallen asleep, he told me that he'd see me soon. So Kevin asked his mom for the keys to her car, since he still can't drive his car at night, on account of the busted headlight, and she drove me home herself, with Kevin tagging along.
Kevin walked me to the front door, gave me a kiss, looked me deeply in my eyes, and told me how very sorry he was for his behavior earlier in the day. Which made my day even better. I don't know; it was cute. I was all happy and smiling...
Then I got yelled at by my dad :-/
Ughhh
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-Lindsay

Girls' Night!

2008-05-31T22:44:00.000-05:00

Last night was the best night I've had in a long time. It was an okay day at work, but it went by pretty fast. Cassie and I had made plans for me to come over to her house and spend the night. I was SO EXCITED, since I hadn't had a sleepover in so long.
I got off of work at 5:00, and I got home and packed, and then took a shower. We decided on scary movies for the night, so I picked out a few movies of my own, including The Blair Witch Project, Identity, and Copycat. She came over and picked me up at around 6:00. I was SO JEALOUS because she actually got to drive over here. She told me not to make fun of how close up to the wheel she had to be, though, and pulled herself up about two inches away from the wheel.
We walked in to her house, and I finally got to meet her puppy, Scully. She's the cutest thing ever, and she kept following me EVERYWHERE. We made some coffee so we could stay up a little later than normal, and later ate Chicken Express for supper. For the rest of the night, I had heartburn!!! We went upstairs to her room, and watched The Princess Diaries, When a Stranger Calls, and Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead. We talked ALL NIGHT about EVERYTHING. God, I missed that girl! We needed so badly to catch up, it wasn't even funny. It was so great to spend time with her.
We fell asleep during the last movie, and I kept waking up while the movie was still going. It freaked me out! I didn't know where the voices were coming from!
We woke up the next morning at around 10:00. Well, okay. She did. I woke up at 9:30, and I talked to Kevin through text messaging until she woke up. He was at a meeting at Chili's, so I'm not sure he was really supposed to be talking to me...
But anyway, Cassie and I talked for about an hour, and then we went downstairs to find something to eat. We decided on a slim fast, and watched Sydney White with Scully. Both of her parents were gone, and her brother, Jake, finally walked downstairs at around 11:00? We talked to him for a while, and when the movie ended, we got dressed and ready to go. She had a family get-together to go to around 2:00, so I had to go home early.
Dad drove us both to my house, but before we left, we took a few pictures, and then some in the car.
I LOVE my girl, and I can't wait to see her again! I had a blast!

Strawberry or Vanilla?

2008-05-29T14:10:00.000-05:00

Yesterday was mine and Kevin's 25-month anniversary! YAY.
He called me around 1:00, and told me he was ready to go when I was. I was watching a movie with my dad (Shanghai Noon) and eating lunch, so I told Kevin to hold off for a while. As I got finished with my Grilled Chicken Wrap from Sonic, I sent Kevin a text message telling him I was ready to go. He didn't respond, so I called him, and when he didn't pick up his phone, I sent him another text message that said, "Kev?" He finally called me back and apologized for not picking up his phone, but that his grandpa was at his house, having just dropped off Chris from school, since he had an early release day.
But, a few minutes later, Kevin walked in the door of The School Zone. Dad paused the movie, and I peeked around the corner, and told him to come into the back room. Dad showed Kevin one of his card tricks, and Kevin showed him one of his that he had done for our History class two years ago. But he kind of forgot how it worked...so he messed up, but it worked in the end.
Finally, we left, and went to Panda Express since Kevin was starving. I just watched him eat his orange chicken (his obsession) and we chatted at the big kid's table. When he was finished, we went straight to Southlake, and walked around Barnes and Noble for about an hour. I found about a million books that I want. Okay, like, five. But whatever. And so did he.
We wanted to go see the new Chronicles of Narnia movie, and it was showing at 3:50, so we left Barnes and Noble at around 3:20. We got to the theater, and I got some Raisennettes and he got some Dark Chocolate (because it's better that way) Cookie Dough stuff and a drink. We got to the showing, and guys, it was an AMAZING movie. I LOVED it.
Afterwards, we went over to Wal-Mart, and I bought a scrapbook, because I gave him one for Valentine's Day, but it turned out kind of...crappy...so I want a new one. Kevin wants a new Wii since he had to sell his for money a few months ago, so we started to look at them. And, of course, there was one available. I didn't let him get it though. But we talked to the lady that works there...and it was kind of...wow Wal-Mart people. He talked to a few people about Wii games and his GameStop knowledge kind of switched on.
We went back to his house, since the old scrapbook was over there, and I started to put the pictures into the new one, while he played WOW with his buddies. We stayed over there for ... longer than I told my dad I would. Lol. We stopped at Sonic so Kevin could get something to eat (a chili cheese dog...ewww) and I got a chocolate shake. And then we went back to my house. It was about 9:40 when we got there, and I called and asked my dad if Kevin could come in for a while. He said Kevin could stay until 10:30, so we got our stuff and went inside. We worked on the scrapbook until it was 10:35. As we were working, my mom walked in the kitchen and made this gagging noise because we were being cute.
I walked him out to his car so we could say goodbye, and we stayed out there until 11:00, just talking. Then, as it always happens, my neighbors pulled into their driveway, and then the guy just stood outside by his garage, staring at us. It was SO WEIRD. I think he finally went back inside, and Kevin and I had a good chat about a few things.
He went home and played WOW probably until 3:00 this morning. And he's probably not awake yet. Yeah. It's 2:30. I know.
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Miss Me When I'm Gone.

2008-05-27T10:44:00.001-05:00

I got invited to go on a camping trip with Courtney and her family this past weekend.
She came by The School Zone on Thursday at around 1:45 to pick me up, and we went to Albertsons to pick up a few last-minute things for the trip. Like chips and cookies and stuff. But she forgot her list, and called her mom, and her mom got really mad that she forgot it. So she had to rush home to get the list and read it to Courtney so she could get home on time. We ran through the store picking up this and that, and then we left.
We went back to Courtney's house, and we ran upstairs. She showed me her newly redone bedroom. Oh my God, I'm JEALOUS! It's so GOREOUS! She painted the top half of her walls this creamy white color, and she exchanged her two twin beds for one full size bed. Her comforter is this white satiny material, and she has matching black pillows. She decorated her half of the room in a Paris theme, and I wanted to steal all of her decorations!!
Then Mom got home, and we left to go to her dad's work, so we could take the RV and the boat to the campsite at Possum Kingdom Lake. We put all of our bags in the RV, and then we were off!
We arrived at around 5:00, and got settled in and then we ate a delicious supper of brisket. Courtney and I went walking and then went to the swings that were at the park. Well, okay, it wasn't much of a park. Just a huge thing of sand with three swings. But whatever. We started to swing, and we talked about our boys for an hour or so, and then this little girl came up with her mom to swing with us. She started to swing, and then she talked about…some inappropriate stuff…so Courtney and I left. I hope MY five-year-old doesn't learn to talk like that! JEEZ.
So we went back to the RV and watched a movie, and then I fell asleep. The next morning, Courtney was doing dishes after our breakfast of biscuits, bacon, and eggs. She sliced her finger on a humongous knife, and couldn't get her finger wet for the rest of the trip. It was pretty gross listening to her talk about her fat sticking out of the cut on her finger.
Courtney's dad bought this HUGE float to fit 8 or more people in it, and you put in the water and blow it up and sit in it. It's SO COOL. So Courtney and I just sat in there and hung out with her Mom for a while, and then we went back in to get dressed and we went out to eat at a Mexican Restaurant with one of their friends. It was pretty dang good, not gonna lie. We went to Wal-Mart, and then we went grocery shopping, and Courtney and I stayed in the car because I was "bugging her dad" by following him around. Ha ha ha. When we got back in the car, we jammed to Evanescence the whole way back. Ha, we suck at singing.
We got back home, and Dad made bratwursts for supper—I didn't eat any because they make my stomach hurt—and then the rest of the crew got there. Courtney's brother, Zach, his roommate, Kelsey, Zach's other friend, Nick, and his girlfriend, Amy. They all slept in a huge tent that we had put up that day.
We sat outside until about 1:00 in the morning, and then Courtney and I went inside to watch a movie, and everybody else didn't come in until about 2:30. It was hell! We fell asleep, and then we were woken up by their dog, Angie, every morning at around 6:00. IT SUCKED!! She would come up to you, and touch her nose to your face or lick you, and then walk around or scratch herself, and it would shake the whole RV!
The next day, we went out on the boat all day. It was a freaking BLAST. We watched everybody else go tubing and wakeboarding, and I took a million pictures. (I'll post them soon—promise!) We came back to the RV and ate sandwiches for lunch, and then went out to this place called Hell's Gate. It's this place where a lot of boaters go and get together and just sit around and enjoy the weather and each other's company…and drink beer, apparently. It was mostly fun just to people-watch, but I got a stomach ache, and got too over-heated, so I stayed in the boat where it was shady and just ate chips and listened to the radio. We finally left and went back to the RV. I got SOOO sunburned!! My legs hurt SO BAD. We ate supper, had a few oreos, and watched movies for the rest of the night.
The next day, we went out on the boat for a little bit and we watched everybody else wakeboard and stuff again, and then we went back and made sandwiches, and they left for Hell's Gate again. But Courtney and I stayed in the RV all day. We watched Edward Scissorhands, Dodgeball, and Old School. Everybody FINALLY got back at around 5:30, and I was super happy I didn't go…they were gone for 5 and a half hours!!! No thank you!
But Courtney and I talked for a long time, and then they hooked up their camera to the television and we watched a slideshow of all of the pictures from the days before. Everybody went back outside to sleep in their tent, and I got on the couch and wanted to sleep because I didn't feel too good. Courtney put in a movie (Now and Then) and the color was green and weird, and made my head hurt. So I just fell asleep soon after that. She left me in there by myself for some reason, and went outside to visit with everybody else.
Yesterday was the last day there. We started to pack up, and then ate breakfast. Zach and his friends left a few hours before we did, and we said our goodbyes to them. We ate lunch, and finished packing up and then we left a little bit before 2:00. We got to Courtney's house at around 4:30, and she dropped me off at the high school parking lot, where we met my dad halfway.
I got home and I ran and laid on my bed for forever. I was SO HAPPY to be home!!! My parents had had a Memorial Day party with the family, and Paul and Denna and the kids were still there when I got home. So I said hello to them, and then hopped in the shower. MY SHOWER!! It's funny the things you take for granted everyday! When I got out, I noticed I had missed a call from Kevin, so I called him back, and he goes, "What are you doing?" And I told him I had just gotten out of the shower, and he went, "Really? Well…can you let me in?" I totally didn't get what he meant, but to my surprise, he was at my front door when I went to go open it!!
We all ate supper together and watched the original Indiana Jones. We watched more than half of it, but the kids were getting sleepy, so my dad let them take the movie with them to watch later, and they went home.
Kevin stayed until 10:00, and we went outside for a while. We sat by the pool and talked and played with Maggie, and then we sat in the chairs by the pool because Kevin's back was hurting. It started to get dark outside, and Kevin suggested we go lay down on the hammock together and look at the stars. We laid there for a good hour and picked out all of the constellations we know (The Big Dipper, and The Little Dipper. Lol). And we talked about our Junior Year of high school, and how we met, and just a lot of things, until my dad came outside to tell him to go home at around 10.
It was just so romantic, and really sweet of him to stop by because he missed me. I love my boy.
And I had a pretty good weekend with Courtney. I needed a vacation. More than you know.
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You Can't Do This.

2008-05-27T10:31:00.000-05:00

i remember everything.
i remember the good things.
i remember the bad.

you were my best friend.
we laughed and gossiped.
we had a million inside jokes.

you walked all over me
and decided not to care anymore.

what happened to you?
what happened to us?

why choose her?
why not me?

i'll always remember you
as you were before.

i can't help it.
i miss you so much.
no matter how much you piss me off.

i hope we meet again.
i hope we can begin again someday.
but until then, goodbye.

Impossible To Find.

2008-05-26T23:12:00.002-05:00

So tonight Kevin came over to my house. I just got home from my trip to PK lake with Courtney today, and I hung out with the family for a little bit. Since today is Memorial Day, my parents had a little get-together with everyone (Paul, Denna, Dave, Betty-Sue, Russell, Ashley, Sis, Jeremy...and some other people) and they just swam and had brisket and stuff to eat.
So I stayed outside for about three seconds, showing Paul and Denna (them being the only ones still here) my horrible sunburn on my legs. I went inside and took a shower, and right after, pretty much, Kevin called me. He asked me if I could open the door for him. I didn't get it at first, but I walked to the front door, and he was standing there, a big smile slowly spreading across his face. Oh, how I missed that smile.
I brought him inside the house, my dad thinking that I was talking to myself, or the door perhaps.
He said hi to everyone, and my dad wanted to watch the original Indiana Jones, since everyone was staying for supper. We had left-over brisket for supper, and watched a little more than half of the movie. Ashley started to yawn and whine that she was sleepy, so they decided to go home to put the kids to bed, and take the movie for them to watch later.
It was about 9:00, so it wasn't time for Kevin to go home yet. We went outside to chat, it not being totally dark yet.
My mom asked him when he was going to go home, me having work the next day, and he told her whenever Dad decided to kick him out. Kevin had gotten in a fight with his mom, and was not caring too much that he had a car with a busted headlight that he could receive a ticket for.
First, we sat down on the ground by the pool and talked to Maggie, and then Kevin's back started to hurt him, so we walked over to the table and chairs. As we talked, the night grew darker, and Kevin got up and started walking. For a brief second, I really thought that he was going inside so he could go home.
What he did instead really surprised me, and sent butterflies through my stomach. He walked over to our hammock that's on the ground, facing the pool, laid down, and patted the empty space beside him, gesturing for me to lay down with him. I obeyed, and he engulfed me in his arms, squeezing me tight, kissing my forehead. We laid there for what seemed like hours, although it could've only been 15 minutes. We pointed up at the sky, picking out the only constellations we knew (The Big Dipper and The Little Dipper...Lol) and we talked about our past two years together. About how we met, and how he never thought he'd be on that hammock with me, how he thought it was all in his head, and he'd never be good enough for me.
Somehow, we got on the subject of being drunk, and he asked me if I thought that he'd ever been drunk during the time that I've known him.
I considered it for a moment, then said that I thought maybe over the phone, but never in person.
He said, on the contrary, he had. He said that when we first started talking, maybe the second day that we had known each other, he had been drunk at school. I laughed and asked him if that's why he thought I was so pretty, because he was drunk. And he reminded me, he thought I was pretty before he met me, and he wasn't drunk then.
I asked him when, and he said, "YOU know about Harry Potter Puppet Pals too??!" And the thing is...that was one of the things he ever said to me. So it was kind of funny.
Anyway, the evening ended sadly when my dad finally came outside at 10:00 and told Kevin to go home. Kevin and I stood outside for a long time before he left. We stood in front of his car, just talking, not caring that the neighbors had peering eyes.
I had a wonderful time with him tonight.
It was amazing just how thoughtful he was. I want more of tonight. It was absolutely perfect.

You Probably Don't Know.

2008-05-18T13:51:00.001-05:00

You probably don't know:

-How much I miss you.
-That I can't really make my own decisions. Seriously. If somebody asks me what I want for lunch if we're out, I can't answer. Because what if the other person isn't in the mood for what I am?
-I don't like to make other people mad. So I let them choose.
-I hate it when somebody is upset with me.
-I have to make other people feel better before I make myself feel better.
-I spray my pillow with his cologne every night before I go to sleep.
-I sometimes sleep in his shirt when I get the chills.
-How much I hate fighting like this.
-That I wish I could help you, but you won't let me.
-That I cry when I get frustrated or angry. And then I get angrier when I let you see me cry, so I cry more.
-I'm a little unsure about my future, and that makes me mad. Because it's not very sexy for a girl to be unsure.
-I love to write in my journal, but sometimes my hand gets too tired to, so I play solitaire instead.
-I check my e-mail everyday, hoping to hear from you.
-I HATE it when people spell my name wrong.
-I miss high school memories, but I'm ready and excited about my future.
-I'm more responsible than you think.
-Driving only scares me if I'm in the car with my dad.

But most of all, I bet you don't know that I love you so much.I love you more than anything. I say it all the time, but I'm sorry.You probably don't know the whole story. You probably won't listen to me, even if I tried to tell you.I wish you knew. I wish you'd listen. I wish you'd understand that I didn't mean to hurt you.I wish you'd let me do things. I wish I didn't have to choose.Because I do it for you.I do it for us. You probably don't know that.

VACATION!!!

2008-05-17T13:49:00.000-05:00

Today, I'm not feeling very well. I don't know. Maybe I've just stressed myself out so much, I just need to chill.Which is EXACTLY what I'll be doing next week!!!
On Wednesday, I have a hair appointment with Valerie next door (at the salon). I wanted to get my hair dyed, and I found a photo online that I fell in love with. I showed it to her, and she said that she could do it, since my hair isn't that dark to begin with. But after she talked to her friend (who also works there), she's going to give me all-over highlights instead; dying it would make me have horrible roots in a few months.So, whatever. On Thursday, Courtney is coming to pick me up at the shop at around 3:00. I was invited to go with her and her family to Possum Kingdom lake for the weekend!!! We're leaving on Thursday, and not coming home until Monday! She says that we're taking an RV, and we're going to go boating, and stuff.Oh man, I NEED a vacation! And I'm SOOOO excited about it, too!!
Don't worry; I'll take a million and four pictures, and post them when I get back on Monday!
In other news, my parents left me to "go eat lunch" about an hour and a half ago. I got a call from Mom a few minutes ago, saying she wanted to go to Southlake, and was going to take Dad with her. So now I'm stuck here alone...And I was the nice one that got up this morning and went to work on a Saturday!!!
Jeez.
Anyway, Kevin has been sick for a few days now. We tried to make plans for yesterday, but he had a relapse, and we had a misunderstanding of when lunch time is. But he needs to get better soon. I have to see him before I leave on Thursday.
So, leave me comments :]

Behind Your Lips.

2008-05-13T14:19:00.000-05:00

This morning, I woke up in high hopes. I don't know why, but I woke up at 7:45, and I was in a really good mood. I've been having some wacko dreams for the past few nights, and I remember them pretty vividly. I found a shirt in the back of my drawer that I haven't worn in over a year, and I put it on. It makes me look like I have abs...No lie.Dad and I went to Wal-Mart again this morning, and I got some more yogurt and chocolate chip cookies. YUM. We walked through electronics, and I found about 23435 movies that I want.As we got to the store, Dad started telling me everything he had to to for the day. Like, grocery shopping, taking my car out to Dallas to the dealership since the 'check engine' light came on AGAIN, go get my new contacts since I can't stand more than three minutes with the other ones, and go to the bank.
But then we got to the store, and Dad showed me how to fill out checks for when you get a bill in. I'm not sure why...but whatever. I got in a little yelling fight with him about something else, and my morning kind of went down hill. I called Kevin a little bit before 11:00, since that's when he had to go to work. I told him good morning, and that I hoped he had a great day. And the thing that made my day a little better was that he was quiet for a minute, and then he went, "You know. I think that you calling me is going to make my day so much better than it would've been." And I don't know. It was just so sweet.
But everything between Dad and I is okay now.
I wanted to get my hair dyed today...I want to go BLONDE. And the lady next door (we work by a salon) said that she would do it for me. She just doesn't think I would look good as a blonde, or my hair wouldn't go that light. But I don't think I can do it today, because my dad just left.
So I'm stuck here for the next three and a half hours!Ugggghhhh.

Iron Man.

2008-05-08T14:42:00.000-05:00

This morning, I woke up at around 6:30, and my mom was getting ready for her day in the bathroom. Usually, I wake up at 4:30, and the light is on, because she gets up so freaking early. But she had to be at admin today instead of school for some reason, so she didn't have to leave the house until 8:30. So, I fell back asleep, and woke up again at 8:00, and decided to eat some breakfast. My stomach wouldn't shut up.
I walked down the hall, and heard the television. Mom was still down in the den, eating a waffle, when I came around the corner. I gave her a hug, and talked to her for a few minutes. We woke Dad up by accident, so he got up and started getting ready for today, too. Mom left, and I had a waffle as well.
Both Dad and I were ready by 9:00, so we left, and spent a good 45 minutes at Wal-Mart. We walked out of there with a book for Mom for her birthday (in June) and a journal for me. And can I just say...I think I'm the only loser that gets excited about a journal. BUT IT'S SO COOL! It's pink, brown, and orange, and has polka-dots and stripes. It's totally cute, and a major steal at $3.95!
Right now, my dad is at home, doing laundry for Mom so she won't have to spend Mother's Day weekend doing laundry. Awwwe. When he gets back, I plan on going to get a haircut next door at Classic Cuts. I can't wait to have semi-thinner hair. That's all I want. Really. I'm sick of this big poof of frizz on my head. Whatever. At least I won't have problems with balding when I get older.
Tonight, I'm going to go see Iron Man with Kevin, and then we're going to go eat supper at Chili's. I'm super excited because I haven't seen him since our anniversary. But crap...I didn't bring a camera!!! And I have his at my house, so maybe I could use a cell phone for pictures.Dad went to go get lunch at Whataburger, and Mom came by to say hi, and then called Dad and told him to get her something, too. So she took her lunch and left a few minutes later. I'm kind of scared, though, that she saw the bag with all of her stuff in it that we've bought her! Kevin stopped by to say hey, since he thought he worked today, but he was one of the people that if somebody didn't want to work, they'd call him to fill in. So he got a free day today. LUCKY. My mom won't be home until late tonight, and I feel sorry for Dad, because he'll be home by himself tonight. Mom said I should invite him to go with us to the movies and stuff. And I want to, I just don't think he'd have fun with two 19-year-olds for hours on end. Okay, maybe, like...four hours. But whatever. Plus, he said Iron Man looked dumb...which, I'd have to agree with him on that. I guess I'll see tonight!
But, for now, I have a customer, and I'm going to leave.
Love,-Lindsay

I Get The Nerd.

2008-05-07T10:48:00.000-05:00

So, I'm writing a story. It's the same one as the one that starts out as "I hate reading aloud..." I've posted that one.I'm at a part now where Lily has gotten various phone calls and instant messages from some random guy. She's not sure if he's some creepy stalker dude, or somebody that could actually like her.The guy had set a date for the two of them to meet in front of their school at 8:15. (Lily has NO idea who the guy is.)::
Okay, it's, like 8:25 in the morning. I had my dad drop me off at school early this morning, just so I could get this stupid meet-the-stalker thing over with. I knew it was too good to be true. He's probably not going to come. He's probably standing inside the school right now with all of his buddies, huddled up behind a wall, and laughing his head off because I'm such a humongous loser.
And now I have to go through those doors, and probably will be bombarded by seven to ten guys, and I will be mocked for the rest of my stupid life.
Great. 8:28. He's late for his own date. His own date that HE set. Maybe he is coming. Maybe I should go inside, and when he finally shows up, I should just act like I'm just getting here, too. Because if I just stand here, and he walks up to me, he'll think I'm way too eager for our little meeting.
But what if we actually end up together? We can't ever make a date now. Not after this. Not since now I know that he's always late. Okay, what the crap? It's 8:32. That's it. I'm going inside. I don't care anymore. So what if he gave me butterflies for the whole night? So what if he called me cutie? I'm probably right: he's probably that weird guy in my Physics class that has longer hair than ME. I always see him stare at me. I know that he does, and so I turn around and look at him, and he looks away. CRAP it's probably him!!
Why me? Seriously. WHY?
I swear, I only attract the weirdoes!
But I mean, what if it is him? What if I see Mister-My-Hair-Is-Longer-Than-Yours, and he saunters up to me, all casually, and hands me, like, a rose, or something. And then asks me to be his girlfriend. Um no thanks, Long-Hair.
You know what? I'm being judgmental. That's it. I'm judging him before I even get a chance to get to know him.
But please, for the love of GOD, don't let it be him!!
Oh man, oh man, oh man. He's not coming. The bell for everybody to get to class rings at, like, 8:52. And it's…CRAP! It's 8:40! Okay, I don't like this guy. I REALLY don't like this guy.
That's it. I'm going inside.
That's--
***Tell me what you think!

TWO YEARS.

2008-05-02T13:34:00.000-05:00

So, as I've repeated a million and four times, Monday was mine and Kevin's two-year anniversary. I think, if it's possible, it was the best day of my young life. Well, I've had a lot of great days. But I think that the fact that it was our two years kind of made it a little better.
Kevin picked me up from The School Zone at 2:00. Well, a little earlier, but I was filling out gift certificates for my dad, so Kevin and I didn't leave until 2:00. We went back to his house, and since we were the only ones home, we pulled out the radio, and blared it in the kitchen. Kevin poured some wine, and then poured half of his glass down the drain, while I had two glasses.I gave him his present (A shirt and cologne from Buckle) and he LOVED it. (Yay!!)We stayed at his house for a little longer, and then headed out to Southlake Town Square. We went into Buckle, and I tried on an outfit that I wanted A LOT. We went to Starbucks, and Barnes and Noble. I got a call from Kevin's mom, saying that she wanted us to come home before it got dark, since the Neon isn't supposed to be driven at night, because of the busted headlight. We sat by the fountain for a while, and felt the cool breeze (and some water) across our faces.Kevin had gotten reservations to eat at 7:00, but since Mom said to be home soon, we went at around 6:15, 6:30. He took me to Camnian's Pizza and More. We sat on the rooftop patio; so romantic! We each had chicken alfredo, and then split a dessert. It was sooooo delicous!! We took so many pictures of the place. We sat on a couch that overlooked the view. It was very cool.
While we were in Buckle, I got a phone call from my mom. We had seen an some shirts in the Target ad that we wanted. One had butterflies, one had dragonflies, and one had flowers. She asked if we were going to go to Target so we could get a shirt for her, since they were only $7.99, and Tuesday was TAKS for my mom.So, after Kevin and I ate, we went back to his house, and his mom wasn't home yet, so we went upstairs. We played Halo 3 for a while, and then Kyle got home. I guess I didn't automatically register the fact that since Kyle was home, that meant that Mom was home, but I just kept on playing Halo.We talked to Kyle for a while, and then went downstairs to grab the keys from Mom. We took her car out to Target in Keller.
On the way over, Kevin began to reminisce. He went to Keller High School for a couple of years, and started to tell me about all of his friends, and his girlfriend that he had in 10th grade.The thing that impressed me the most about Monday was that he played country music everywhere we went. Well, except for a few minutes, but whatever. On the way to Target, Tim McGraw's "My Little Girl" came on, and I cried like a little girl.It's official: I have to wear waterproof makeup for my wedding.ANYWAY. We got into Target, and I found only one of the shirts: the butterfly one. I bought it, and I found some face wash. (PS- The Wave? WORKS! My face is so smooth!!)I tried to use my debit card to buy both of them, but it wouldn't work for some reason, so Kevin bought me the face wash. <3He also bought a CD, that I still have to put on my iPod!By that time, it was almost 10:00, and Dad called me and said he wanted me home, since I had been out for 8 hours. Fair enough.So, Kevin took me home.We were sitting in the car outside of my house, and the neighbors went outside, and got in their car. But they didn't leave. They just turned on their headlights and just SAT THERE. So Kevin and I talked, and I got weirded out by the headlights, so I started to get out of the car, and Kevin was like, "Where are you going?" And I said, "You never walk me to my door." So, he got out of the car, and walked me to the door! I thought it was cute.When we got to the doorstep, he got all giddy, and was like, "TWO YEARS!" And had this humongous smile on his face.So, I think he had a good day.I know I did.
And, um.TWO YEARS!!

Rocks My Socks.

2008-05-01T15:10:00.002-05:00

Just a note:
I was watching Live With Regis and Kelly this morning.
Matthew Broderick was a guest on the show.
They were talking about the new movie he's going to be in, with Helen Hunt.
He began to talk about it, and he said, "Yeah, she's been working really hard on it..." and then he stopped, drifted off, and came back and said, "I just said 'hard-on'."
It was just the most random thing ever.
I think Regis got a little embarrassed about that. He was like, "We caught that, but you didn't have to repeat it!"

Anyway,
My two years with Kevin? Was simply....AMAZING!

Lindsay, out.

Three More Days.

2008-04-25T21:06:00.002-05:00

The countdown continues. Mine and Kevin's 2-year anniversary is in three days. Well, more like two-and-a-half. But whatever. The important thing is, I'll be seeing him Monday night, and hopefully all day, for that matter.
The thing is, he's away with his friend. They're going camping for the weekend, and I didn't get to talk to him last night. He just sent me a text message from his friend's phone saying he'd be with them for the weekend, and he'd see me Monday.
He left today, and I miss him already.
I have to go just two more days without talking to him AT ALL.

I don't have much to do tonight. My parents are at a Gala for my mom's school. They left at 6:00, and will probably be walking through the door any minute.
And since Kevin's away, Cassie's sick, and I haven't seen Mandy since February, I'm just here, at home, sitting on my bed, eating a PB&J, and talking to my long-lost pal, Kenneth.

Anyway, I got my bug back a few days ago. I've been trying to go driving almost every night, but every time I try, something comes up: the weather looks bad; it's too dark outside; American Idol is on. You know, whatever.

I hope I get to go shopping this weekend. I need to get some last-minute purchases bought.
Maybe I can tell Mom, and we can head out to Southlake.

Welp, I think it's getting pretty close to go to sleep.
I know I'm getting old, and I'm a loser because I'm staying home on a Friday night.
But whatever. I have nobody to go out with.

So, goodnight.

Just My Luck, Really.

2008-04-15T13:05:00.002-05:00

Yesterday morning, while my dad and I were on our way to work (in my cute little bug, I might add), I looked up, and there was something missing. I couldn't place it. And then I realized... my lilies were out of their vase by the steering wheel!!
"Dad. Where are my flowers?" I asked him.
"Uhh. I put them behind the seat."
I guess he got tired of people looking at him funny whenever he drove my car by himself.
But then, my dad stopped right in the middle of his sentence, and began to breathe heavily through his nose. I could tell something had randomly pissed him off, so I tried to be all soothing and went, "What's wrong?"
He looked at me, and then he looked at a place just above the steering wheel.
"Well, the 'check engine' light just came on again. Isn't that lovely?" he said.

Now, let me JUST SAY that I'm about tired of this. I mean, I'm sorry. I know it's not anybody's fault, bur SERIOUSLY? I feel sooo bad for my dad. Because he thought that this car would be SUCH a great deal. And then something was wrong with it, so it was fixed...for a whole two days. And then BAM, it's broken again :[

So my dad took it back to the dealership so they can try to fix it again, and in the meantime, they gave us ANOTHER Mazda 3. Before, they gave us a red one. This one's white. It smells like cigarette smoke that's a hundred and four years old. But hopefully, I can get some driving in before I get my bug back.

My poor bug :[

In other news: I had THE best day with Kevin on Sunday. I met him at Wal-Mart. I was already with my mom, and he had just gotten off of work, so he just came over.
My mom left :[ and I went shopping with Kevin. We got the DVD, Anchorman, since I hadn't seen it yet, and we watched it at his house. We went to Chili's for me to get something to eat, since I was STARVING!
But I mean, I had a FANTABULOUS time with him!!!
And last night, we got in a fight, and he has work at 4:00 today.
I woke up at 6:30 this morning, and rolled out of bed at 6:45. And crap, that is early for me to get up and out of bed!
But I slept HORRIBLY last night. Well, my necklace kept choking me, practically. But other than that, I had weird dreams. And then I kept waking up, afraid that they were true.
I hope we're going to be okay.
I don't want to cry anymore.

Today is not my day. At all. I have heartburn out the wahoo, and my stomach hurts. I have a humongo headache, and my legs hurt. I just want to go home! And it's only, what, 1:18!!!

Craaaap.

Something Happen, Please.

2008-04-11T14:19:00.002-05:00

I'm currently re-reading The Princess Diaries series, since a Meg Cabot book is pretty much the only thing that can make my day go by faster. I'm on the second one, where Mia's mom is pregnant with her (Mia's) Algebra teacher's baby. I just love how, in Meg's books, that something is going on all the time. I mean, duh, something has to be going on in order to write a book. But there's SO MANY things going on at once.
I totally wish something would happen to me. I know that pretty much my life is not a fictional character, and only I can make the things that I want to happen...happen.
But COME ON.

I'm supposed to go over to my friend, Cassie's tonight, so I hope that works out. I miss my girl. And Mandy's out of town for the weekend! She's at the choir competition, on the way to Branson, Missouri as I ... type.

I miss her so much.

Kevin just called me. He woke up at 1:15, and is sick as a dog. Which is a saying I'll never understand.
I feel bad about it, despite all of the stupid fights we got into yesterday.
I mean most of them were totally my fault, but come on. I mean, we were at Chili's, and he wanted a different kind of dessert than I wanted, so I told him to get what he wanted, and he kept telling me that no, we would get what I want. So. Whatever.
And then his brother, Kyle, got in ANOTHER freaking wreck. That poor car! And his parents kept telling him not to drive at night, because its front headlight was bashed in, and broken. Plus, we kept smelling this nasty smell coming from the bottom of the car. So we didn't think it was safe. But Kevin had totally promised me he'd watch American Idol with me last night with my mom. We thought it started at 8:00, but my dad called me and had looked it up online! It started at 7:00!
We got home at 7:30, and Kevin started telling me goodbye! I freaking LOST IT.
So we watched the last 30 minutes of American Idol with my parents, and then we played two hours of Wii.
It turned out to be a good night, but still. It wasn't the best day.

Oh well, today's Friday. But I don't know when the next time I'll see him will be.

Anyway. I'm going to go...read, or something. I still have two and a half hours at work. I'm so BORED!

VW Bug, Come Home Please.

2008-04-09T13:47:00.002-05:00

So after listening to my dad scream at a bazillion people on the phone this morning after getting something in the mail, he came to the back room, where I was innocently reading my Princess Diaries book, and ate some yogurt.

I was writing down old text messages, since Dad was hogging the computer, and I couldn't e-mail them to myself. I had over 800 text messages in my inbox, but I wrote down all of the cute ones, and deleted my whole inbox, except for the pictures. But my dad was all, "Why can't you just delete them?" And making fun of me.

But okay. He totally freaks me out when he screams at people. I mean, it's not cool when he's mad at me, but oh my lord, if he gets mad, BACK THE CRAP UP.

So he came to the back room, all, "Why did you get scared?" Because Mom had called him twice, and he wouldn't pick up since he was too busy screaming at somebody else. So Mom called me instead and asked where we were. I told her about Dad losing it up front, and got off the phone with her. When Dad finally finished with the screaming, he called Mom, and she apparently told him that I was staying far, far away as possible from him.
So Dad kept asking me, "Why were you scared?" and "What did I do?"

And then he got this devilish grin on his face, and I knew something was up. Because, um, Dad with a devilish grin? Kind of scary.
He went, "So Doyle" (the car guy) "just called and guess what? Your car is ready to go! I'll leave in a little bit to go pick it up."
YAAAAY MY CAR IS READY.

So, he's gone right now (I'm alone at The School Zone, yet again) getting MY CAR!!!

I'll post pictures soon.
And I'll tell you about the rest of my day...tomorrow!

Always and Forever.

2008-04-08T11:44:00.000-05:00

Kevin and I planned for yesterday to see each other. I hadn’t seen him since Friday, and I was already missing him. When I had seen him on Friday, we had come to an...agreement.So yesterday (was our two-day belated "anniversary) I went to work, and Kevin was to pick me up at around 4:30.When he came in the store, though, I had a customer, and Dad wasn’t there. So I couldn’t just...leave. Kevin and I chatted for a while, and I helped my customer, and then Dad finally showed up.He looked at Kevin and asked him what the plans were. The plans had already changed from what they were before (go to Kevin’s house, watch a movie) to go pick up Kyle from home, drop Kyle off at Chili’s because he had an interview, go pick up Mom from her work in Coppell, go home. My dad wasn’t too thrilled with us driving all over tarnation. But Kevin gave him the death look, and he came around and said, "Get out of here before I change my mind."So, we left.
We went to his house to pick up Kyle, and his interview was at 5:00, and we had to pick up Mom before 6:00. So, Kevin called the manager of Chili’s and rescheduled his interview for tonight. Kyle left by himself to go pick up Mom, and Kevin and I had the house to ourselves...for about an hour.And then his Uncle Scott came over.
He left, and Kevin and I were waiting for Kyle to come home so we could take the car to go eat at Chili’s. Kev pulled out his laptop, and we sat on the couch in the living room watching episodes of South Park. I swear I lost about a billion brain cells...each episode. Kevin had promised Kyle he would pay for him for supper, but when Kyle got home. he said he didn’t want to come with us.
So, Kevin and I got in the car, and he goes, "Let’s go to Southlake!" Oh my God, it was AMAZING! We got there and walked around; the sun was just setting, and the breeze felt so good. We started to shop; he wanted to go to Verizon, but it was closed. I looked in Aeropostale for a few minutes, and then we went to Buckle. He bought a belt, a belt buckle, and said he’d buy me something too. I found the CUTEST shirt ever. I tried it on while he was talking to his friend, but I didn’t like it much. Why are clothes always cuter on the manniquen? Anyway, Kevin said he liked the way it looked on me, and it was only twenty-eight bucks! So he bought it for me. I’m wearing it to work today.
So afterwards, we got hungry, and went to Snuffers to eat. The sign on the door said, "You must be 18 or with a guardian to enter after 9:00pm." So we walked in, and, never being there before, didn’t know whether to seat ourselves, or wait to be seated. Finally, a guy came from the back and told us to sit wherever we like. Kevin asked if it was okay for us to sit outside--which, SHOCKER!--and he said sure. We walked outside, and he started to walk to the very back, away from everybody else. We sat in this huge booth, and the night just felt so wonderful.He ordered cheddar fries for an appetizer!! It was delicious! I got a fajita chicken wrap and he got a bacon cheeseburger...without the bacon. Ha ha ha.It didn’t agree with him much, though, and he got a to-go box for it, and my left overs too.
I really didn’t want to go home, but it was about 10:00, and I knew that Dad wouldn’t be too happy if I just strolled in at 2:00 in the morning.
I love Kevin, and the spontaneousity of him last night. I love doing random things with him everyday, and can’t wait to do it again.
Except...he works ALL FREAKING DAY today, and I can’t see him.
My dad’s away at a Ranger’s game with Tommy. Lucky. So I’m all alone.Hmm, motivation for today?Oh!!! Wait! AMERICAN IDOL COMES ON TONIGHT!!

You Still Give Me Butterflies.

2008-04-04T21:15:00.000-05:00

Last night was about the most fun I’ve had in a long time. Kevin and I had plans to see each other, since we hadn’t since...okay, the night before. But whatever!
So, the night before, I got in a fight with Kevin. Okay, so it wasn’t so much a fight as it was an...argument? He was supposed to come to my house at 2:00, but was with his friend, and had no way of picking me up. So we decided on 4:00. But then my dad just left me at The School Zone. So Kevin couldn’t exactly just pick me up so I could leave the door unlocked. So...that was a no-go. He sent me a text message later saying that we needed to talk. And the weird thing is, I didn’t even flip out. Because, um, "We Need To Talk." ?!? So not what any girl wants to hear. But Kevin and I have this understanding between each other. We just...know. Know that no matter how mad the other person gets, we won’t break up. So, I like that.But, he came to my house at around 9:00, and rang the doorbell. You could totally see my dad’s head begin to explode. KEVIN! AT MY HOUSE!! AT THIS LATE HOUR??!! So, I answered the door, and yeah, it was Kevin. I grabbed a sweater and slipped on some socks, because crap, it was cold outside! And that’s the only quiet place we could "talk". We talked for two hours, at least. We talked about our future, and how we need to get a move on.We talked about growing up.We talked about moving out of our houses, and hopefully one day (one day soon) we can move in together.But first, we need to get our feet planted firmly on the ground. We need to know who we are first. And uh, I need to learn how to freaking drive!And then, as the night grew darker, and colder still, Kevin insisted on sitting in the car to um, "warm his nipples."So we sat in his car, parked outside of my house, for a while. We talked about smoking.It was a dumb thing to talk about if you ask me. But I’m sorry. I’m deathly allergic to smoke. If you want to be with me, you just can’t smoke. I’m sorry.When that was over, we um, made up.
So, last night, Kevin came over. Well, okay. My mom stayed for work at The School Zone so Dad and I could prepare supper. We were having beef and turkey burgers. Because I’m trying to be healthy. Psh. Okay.We ran into a dilemma, as we always do. Kevin didn’t have the car (he had gotten dropped off at work) and needed a ride to our house. So, when the shop closed at 6:00, Mom went over to Wal-Mart (where Kevin was at the time), picked him up, and took him to our house.We ate burgers, and watched Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader? for an hour, and then proceeded on to watching CSI.Because CSI=LOVE. Or otherwise, TOTALLY FREAKING AWESOME.And then at around 9:00 (when CSI ended), we pulled out the Wii remotes, and started to play Bowling. My mom had gone down the hall, so Kevin made a Mii, and then Dad, Kevin, and I played three rounds. I whooped their butts twice, but Dad won the third game, and Kevin beat me by ONE FREAKING POINT!! Or, pin. Hey, whatevs. So I can’t get the Bowling Lingo that my dad so profusely uses. So what?
At 10:00, my dad was ready to kick Kevin out of the house. Which I totally don’t get. He could just go down the hall and Kevin could spend the night, for all I care. But...I guess since Dad had to take Kevin home, he had the right to say "when".As soon as Dad had said, "Time to go home," though, Kevin’s brother, Kyle, called him, and informed him (Kev) that he (Kyle) was outside of my house waiting!! Kyle was there to pick him up! Awwe how sweet!Well, my dad was happy, at least!So Kevin and I went outside to say our good-bye’s. He had this ginormous smile on his face, and I could so tell that he’d had a great night.It’s so ... funny how he still, to this DAY, gives me butterflies!! But you know what? Last night was so much fun.I can’t wait to have a million more perfect days with him.
Welp, goodnight!

Makes a Difference.

2008-04-02T13:17:00.000-05:00

Last night, we stayed up until 10:30 playing our new Wii. We played 2 and a half hours of straight bowling; I lost four times (and we only played four times. How pathetic is that?)
So I went to bed, and I couldn’t fall asleep, so I got online, and talked to Mandy until Shane called her. I love my best friend. I really do.But my whole body just...hurt. Maybe I’m just getting old. I finally fell asleep around 11:30, and slept like a freaking log for an hour, when Kevin called me at 12:30, and my phone didn’t wake me up until a few minutes later. So I didn’t get to talk to him. :(And then I fell back asleep, and slept SO HARD until 8:30. But right before I woke up, I had a horrific dream!
See, in my dream, it was mine and Kevin’s two-year anniversary (which is in 26 days!!) and I was waiting for him to pick me up, but in the meantime, I was at Southlake Town Square...by myself. I was walking around, all excited, because, um, TWO YEARS and then I had to cross the street. Like, I had to cross one, turn, and then another. Make sense? So, I crossed one fine, and then I started to cross the other one, but all of these humongous semis were driving by. They had to do this fancy-shmancy stuff with their truck to turn, and most of them made it. But I was getting frustrated because I just had to cross the street! And there were a million semis! So I couldn’t! And then I watched a guy try to turn his big-ol’ truck, and he lost control! He skidded on the street, and then flipped on his side. And then another semi behind him couldn’t slow down, or move over because the other guy was blocking the whole street now, so he smashed into him, and rolled over! And the thing is, there was a police at the end of the street, like he was WAITING for it to happen. The last thing I remember was the paramedics came and I had to jump a fence to see what was going on, and I left for a minute, and when I came back, they were carrying TWO caskets!!!
And then I woke up.So I was FREAKING out. Because I thought somebody had died, or something, in a car crash last night. I knew Mandy was safe at home, but Kevin was supposed to have a late night. He was going to some band gig thing, and then he was going to a friends’ house to play mindless hours of video games. But I hadn’t heard from him since...12:30. So I thought something had happened to him.But I let it go.So...I heard from him (thank GOD!) at around 1:00 this afternoon, and he was with a friend, going to eat lunch.So, it’s not him.But now I’m starting to think it’s God’s way of warning me that I’m going to get in a fight, or something, with somebody. You know, "Clash"?

Oh, Once Upon a Time.

2008-04-01T15:45:00.000-05:00

The weekend before last, my dad went to my Uncle Tommy’s house. Tom has a Wii, and the whole family played games all night. Except for Mom and me. I was sick; Mom had school work to do.But anyway, my dad has become obsessed with the Wii system. He’s been to Wal-mart, to Target, to Best Buy, to Circuit City. And today, just on a whim, he went to GameStop.com, and called them. He was told that they did indeed have one left. And I say "did" because my dad BOUGHT their last Wii!!!So, now we have a Wii at the house.He’s currently at home setting it up, and stuff.
Since I’ve been left alone, I’ve been reading through all of my previous blogs. And holey toledo, batman. I went through SO MUCH CRAP through my senior year. Between TAKS and Pre-Cal, I’m impressed with myself that I’m still ... ALIVE.
But, you know, at least I had Kevin there to back me up in everything. I miss that, though. If I had a bad day, or whatever, I always knew that I would see Kevin at the end of the day, and the next morning in the library before school.
I miss Kevin leaving me comments, telling me how much he loves me. Yeah. I know he does. But it would be nice to be randomly told that every now and then. Or ... everyday.
I miss my best friend. Not to sound all sappy, but I miss her so much, it hurts. I miss it when one of us had a bad day, and the other was there in an instant. Shoot, if I had a license, I’d ring her doorbell every single day at 5:00. :D
But, I love Kevin more than anything in the world.I hope he knows that.
Later, kids.
**Edit**I’ve had a HORRIBLE day today. I have seen three customers, and TWO have spent money.I want to go home...NOW.
AND I don’t know where Kevin is. I’m starting to worry. He should be off of work by now. I just hope that’s where he is...

Happy Anniversary to Me.

2008-03-29T11:12:00.000-05:00

:D Yesterday was mine and Kevin’s 23-month anniversary.
The night before, we stayed up on the phone, as is tradition :] But, he got sleepy and left at around 11:00. We made plans for him to come pick me up from The School Zone between 3:00 and 4:00. I was on my laptop, and I looked up movie times for the next evening. We both agreed on Shutter, and the time of 7:30. And then he went to sleep. He called me at midnight to tell me that he loved me, and happy anniversary. :D
So, yesterday I had to go to work :[And it was a boring day, to say the least. We had one customer? But then at a little after 4:00, Kevin showed up. YAY. So we talked to my dad for a few minutes, and then left. We arrived at Southlake Town Square, and walked around Barnes and Noble for about three seconds, and Kevin got a phone call from his brother, Kyle, that he was home from school and he needed inside of the house...all doors were locked. The only house keys are on the car key-ring, and Kevin had the car...So we had to go back to Kevin’s house to unlock the door for Kyle.We headed back to Southlake, and I bought the movie tickets. Well, actually, I gave Kevin $20 so he could pay. :DWe went to The Cheesecake Factory to eat. I got popcorn shrimp, he got orange chicken (no surprise there!) It was yummy, but I got major heartburn afterwards.We went to Buckle (Kevin found a million things he wants, as always), Aeropostale (I found a million things I want! But they didn’t have my bikini I want, and my board shorts were only found in GRANDE.), and American Eagle (Nothing).
Now, we had only been walking around for about twenty minutes, but it seemed like it had been an hour, at least. We had planned to go to the theatre at 7:15, but by the time we got finished with our shopping, Kevin wanted to go to the theatre right away. I didn’t know what his hurry was; it was only 6:50. But, he was right! When we got in to see the movie, there was already a couple at the top. Hey! That’s OUR spot! Lol, so Kevin and I went to the top, and put our feet up on the chairs in front of us. We chatted for a few minutes, and then the theatre started to fill up....MAJORLY....with a million and four 12-year-olds. NO JOKE.We kept watching the entrance in amazement, while at the same time crossing our fingers that nobody would sit by us.There were these kids, though, that sat two rows in front of us. There were four of them; three girls, and one boy. One of the girls turned to talk to Kevin, who had his bare feet on top of the chair in front of him. Um. Ew. She thought it was freakishly cool that he took his shoes off. Um. Okay.
Seriously, though. They were SO LOUD. The kids, that is. We decided that every single movie should be rated R from now on. The manager had to stop the previews before the movie, and tell everybody to be quiet. :DOnce the movie started, it was okay...at first.Then, a scary part happened and, just as Kevin had predicted, every single girl in there shrieked their heads off! Kevin had his pissed-off face plastered on. He finally left and found the manager. He complained, and was told that he would get free movie tickets...but he didn’t. :[
The movie was okay, I guess. I think I would’ve enjoyed it more if it WAS rated R. I don’t think I got the full impact of it. But there were a few freaky parts.
After the movie, we headed back to Kevin’s house. We stayed for about thirty minutes, and I talked with everybody (Dad, Mom, and Kyle). It was a fun time, actually. Everybody was in a good mood.
When we got back to my house, I didn’t want to get out of his car. I don’t know when the next time I see him will be, and I had just had a fantastic evening, and I didn’t want to go back home.I couldn’t sleep. It was a HORRIBLE night for me last night. I kept watching my digital clock as hours passed by. I was more scared of the movie than I thought I was. And then my allergies acted up really bad, and ... you can’t sleep and sneeze at the same time. Let me tell ya! By 2:30, I finally fell asleep. Mandy texted me at 10:28 this morning. If not for her, I may still be asleep.
Yesterday was also Mandy and Shane’s one-year anniversary! She got a million presents, and he took her to go see High School Musical on Ice. I’m totally jealous!!
I just can’t wait for next month. TWO YEARS. He better do something special!
Well, I’m going to go find something for lunch.

No More Car?

2008-03-18T10:30:00.002-05:00

Okay, I'm mad now.
Today, on the way to work (we take my car), a light came on in my car!!
Dad said, "Oh no. That's the engine light." So...CRAP. There's something wrong with the freaking engine in my car!!!
I knew this was too good to be true. I haven't even had it for two full days yet. And BAM! We have to take it back to the dealership. So that's where my dad is going now, to take it to the guy and make them fix it.

Anyway, it's 10 more days until mine and Kevin's 23-month anniversary!!
And next month is OUR TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY!! I'm SOOO excited.

Oh, it's also 10 more days until Mandy and Shane's ONE YEAR!! YAY.

Shaun of the Dead.

2008-03-16T22:01:00.004-05:00

"...so can i see you tomorrow? i have a movie i want to watch with you."
I got this text message two days ago at about 6:00pm from Kevin.

Well, heck yeah, I do, but uhhh, what movie did he want to watch? Mmm, yeah. That would be Shaun of the Dead. So I've only seen this movie once, and I only saw the last half of it.

You definitely have to watch it from the beginning if there's any hope of understanding the whole 2-and-a-half hour movie!

So that was the plan. I had work on Saturday, so I was going to go, and Kevin was going to pick me up after work to watch the movie at his house. He so kindly rented it for us to watch. How sweet.

But, as things always do with the Mears family, the plans changed.

On Saturday, I went to work. Kevin had orientation with Chili's since he just got a new job as a waiter there. [[Go Kev!]] I heard from him at around 1:00, and he said that he had to wake up early that morning, so he was going to take a nap...then I heard his mom talking on her cell phone in the background.

"Baked or sweet potatoes?" she asked Kevin.

Yeah, I was lost, but I said REGULAR anyway. Because baked sweet potatoes=gross.

They had been invited to The Jones Grandparents household.

And so was I!

So I asked my parents, and they said it was okay for me to go.

He picked me up at 4:15, and Kevin and I went by ourselves to their house, everybody already at the house. When we got there, I talked with Kyle and Stephanie, and Mom, and Grandma... we started to watch the movie at their house, and then it was time to eat. Mom and Steph pulled the potatoes out of the oven, and Grandma tossed a salad. Kyle took the steak and the "special chicken just for Lindsay" off of the grill. Ha I felt SOOO BAD that Grandma took out some chicken to defrost JUST FOR ME. But hey, at least I'm loved in this family, right?
We all sat down at the same table, in the dining room, and talked about -- get this -- ABORTION. And how Kevin is all for it if -- and ONLY IF -- like, the girl gets raped, and gets pregnant from it, and isn't ready for a baby. So I got mad at Kevin for that, because um, it's not her fault that she's pregnant, so she can totally give it up for adoption! There's no reason to just kill a baby because a guy raped you. Whatever.
So after that, we talked about World War II, or something equally boring.
After supper, Kevin and I layed on the floor in front of the television in the living room, and watched most of the movie.
Now, Kyle and Steph wanted to go "camping", or something, so they had to take the car. Which meant Kevin and I had to leave when Mom was ready. Which probably meant within the next five minutes. But I had to be home by 10:00 anyway, so we had to leave. AND WE DIDN'T EVEN FINISH THE MOVIE!!! :(

It came time for me to go home, and Kyle had to take Stephanie (who also lives in Justin) home as well. So all four of us (Kyle, Steph, Kevin, and myself) piled into the car, and went to The Big J. Kevin and I were in the back seat together, and I was so tired! So I just layed down in his lap for pretty much the whole carride. I listened to Kyle sing and watched him dance out of the corner of my eye. I giggled a little bit, and then fell asleep to Kevin running his fingers through my hair every three seconds. (I love it when somebody plays with my hair.) Kyle dropped off Steph first, and we all said goodbye.
Once he got back in the car, he began to drive. The topic of my mom came up for some reason, and Kyle goes, "Your mom thinks I'm gay."
I laughed so hard.
"Why do you think that?" I said.
"Uh. Maybe because she TOLD me that the first time I met her."
I was like, "Kyle. I was THERE the day that you met my mom." Which I totally was. It was an...interesting experience.
My mom never said that, though. So I think Kyle was a little loopy.

I remember it really well. The day Kyle met my mom, I mean. We were all in the backyard last summer, sitting around the pool. Our dog, Maggie, came up to my mom for her to pet her, and then Kyle goes, all cool, "Dogs love me." And then he patted his knee for Maggie to come to him. She totally blew him off though, and walked the other way! It was so funny.

Then he drove me to my house, but hey! The car wasn't there! I called my mom because, um, I didn't have a key to get into the house. She answered, and explained that she and Dad had gone out to eat, and were just at the Speedway, on their way home. So I went up to Sonic with the boys, and we chatted for a few minutes, and then turned back around and to my house. My parents were just pulling up in the driveway when we got there, so Kevin got out of the car to thank them for letting me come over.
"Mrs. Laird," Kevin turned to my mom. "Do you think Kyle is gay?"
My mom looked kind of taken aback. "No. Why?"
"Because he said that you told him that."
"Yeah," Mom said. "Because I'm the kind of person that goes around and tells people they look like they're gay."

So I had a GREAT night, all in all, with my boy. :D
I always do.

But...okay...
My dad and I have been looking online for cars for FOREVER, and I've been wanting a Black Ford Ranger because I think it's the cutest thing EVER. BUT I think a truck is way too big for me, and it's a really bad car for me to have for my first car. I'd totally run over everything. So, I've been wanting a VW Beetle since I was like, 13, so we've been looking for one.
There was one for sale up at Justin State Bank the other day. It was silver, and it was an automatic. It was pretty freaking cute. But it had this HUMONGOUS dent on the passenger side door. And of course, when Dad looked at it, he found all of these other things wrong with it, too. Like it didn't have a front blinker light, and it was broken. Ha, I don't know.
So we were looking online, and WE FOUND ONE. It was gray, automatic, but it was new on the website, so they didn't have a picture, or very many details. So we called the place, and the guy said that it didn't have a sunroof, which I wanted!! And he told us there wasn't much wrong with it, except that it had quite a few miles on it...but it's a 2002. So whatev.

BUT OH MY GOD. GUESS WHAT???
That little baby is MINE.
While I was gone at Kevin's grandma's, BOTH of my parents went out to freaking IRVING (where the dealership is) AND BOUGHT THE CAR!!!!!!
And guess what?? IT HAS A SUNROOF!! The guy told my parents that he told us it didn't have a sunroof, because he didn't want to tell us it did, and then it didn't. So it's better this way :D
I totally thought it was an early April Fools joke.
But...my parents aren't that mean!!!

OH MY GOD I HAVE A VW BUG!!!!
I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOO Excited!!!

I Can't Stand The Way You Teeeease.

2008-03-06T20:26:00.005-06:00

American Idol has had me hooked from Season One, and my mom and I watch almost every episode faithfully, now, every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday night.

Tuesday night is our favorite, because it is when the boys perform. And let me tell you, there are some hotties this year!

Aside from David Cook and David Archuleta, this boy to my left, here, is my favorite of the season. The famous Danny Noriega is my Season 7 [gayyy] Hottie :D
Okay, yes, he's probably the gayest kid I've ever seen, but oh my Lord, you really just want to pick him up and give him a big hug.

As I was watching the kick-off show tonight, the suspense began to build, as it does every year. This was torture, for real, because Danny was within the last two guys, waiting for the results.

Now, my dad is not a huge American Idol fan, but he was sitting on the couch, front and center, for the whole hour, rooting for Danny to go home.

I wanted to throw a shoe at him.

I am sad, because to tell you the truth, I didn't like Chikezie much (the guy who got the last spot in the top 12 instead of Danny :[ ).

I will miss the cockiness, and the funny little remarks.

He was my favorite, and although "Some people weren't likin' it," I LOVED it :D

Prediction?
This guy to my right WILL be the next American Idol ;D

David Cook is my [actual] Season 7 Hottie!

My Name IS Lindsay Laird...

2008-03-05T20:31:00.005-06:00

...But I did NOT write this book:

:D
You know, I was thinking about buying this book, just because my name is on the cover.
But, I looked it up at barnesandnoble.com, and it is a whopping $229!
No, thanks!

P.S.: Salmon Farming?

A Mother's Love.

2008-03-01T18:06:00.004-06:00

I've had a rough couple of weeks. I haven't seen or talked to my best friend at all during February, and as today is the first day of March, I can only hope that she may have a change of heart.
I've needed her this week, more than I've ever needed her.

On Thursday, I had a doctor appointment. It was just a consulatation...followed by me giving my whole arm's worth of blood. :-/
The good part was, I got out of work at 12:30, and didn't have to go back when my appointment was over. Instead, my dad and I went to Cristina's, and then back home, so I could rest.
Friday morning, I was woken up at 5:45. I had another appointment at 7:00, and I was to get an endoscope performed on me.
I totally wasn't excited.
I had a second, and then a third needle poked into me in the short amount of time of two days. My mom was right there with me, the whole time. She held my hand, and talked to me; tried to keep my mind off of what was happening. She kept running her fingers through my hair, and putting it behind my ears. When I squeezed her hand, she squeezed back, and let me know she wasn't letting go.
As the nurses began to give me anesthetics, I smiled up at my mom, and the nurses told her it was time for her to leave. I didn't want her to go.
I had an IV in my left hand, and they were checking my blood pressure on my right arm.
I kept being told to turn over on my left side, but was incapable of doing so. Um, I had a freaking needle in my hand. I had to gargle with some of the nastiest tasting liquid ever, and then spit it out ten seconds later. It was to numb my mouth, and my throat. As I began to turn over to my left, as much as I could, I began to cry. Not because I was scared, or nervous, as the nurses thought. But because, hello. I was laying on my IV!
The last thing I remember was somebody turning off the lights in the room, and wondering how they could see what they were doing if it was dark...
And then I fell into a deep sleep...

I woke up around 10:00, I guess. I was in recovery, surrounded by nurses, and my parents. I vaguely remember drinking some water, and talking to everybody. I remember seeing a man in the bed across from mine. We made eye-contact for a brief second, and I looked away.
One of the doctors told us that if we went to IHOP for breakfast, and I showed them my band, proving that I was in the hospital, then we would get 20 percent off of our breakfast.
I also vaguely remember sitting at IHOP, arguing with my dad whether I wanted regular pancakes or maple-nut pancakes, settling for plain, pouring syrup over my pancakes, and drinking chocolate milk through a straw.
And then the next thing I remember, I was laying down in my parents' bed.
Other than that morning, at 6:00, I don't remember being in the car at all.
I slept all day, mostly.
And Kevin was there for me a lot of the time. Calling me and asking me if I was okay, and if the procedure had gone well.

Now I have two bruises: one in my arm, where they drew blood, and one in my hand, where the IV was.

I'm scared to get results back. But I'm kind of anxious at the same time. I want to know what's wrong with me, so we can fix it, and I can get on with my life, the non-sick way.

My Week So Far.

2008-02-27T12:12:00.002-06:00

All weekend, I was sick, and then Sunday night, I started to feel better, so I invited Kevin over. Well, his brother, Kyle, had the car (that they share) so Kevin couldn't get out of the house. I told him that he had better come to The School Zone on Monday sometime. Except that...Kyle had school, and had the privilege of getting the keys. So Kevin came over to my house on Monday night. We were having pizza for supper :D
It was the greatest night of pretty much my whole life. We basically just watched TV with my parents for an hour, until they went down the hall to go to bed ... at 8:00. :]
So we watched the rest of the Monday Night Line-Up until 9:00, and then we fell asleep on the couch, in each other's arms. It was a lot of fun. We talked until the others' ears fell off. We laughed, and joked, and had a great time.
Crap, I love him :]

Last night, I was looking forward to watching Guys' Night on American Idol. My mom picked me up early from work at 5:00, and we got home. I had recorded Kyle XY on Monday night, because, um, Kevin doesn't want to watch that! So I was watching Kyle XY, and I got a VERY unexpected phone call! My cousin, Janda, called me, telling me she was taking a bath when I asked her what she was doing.
I honestly thought, up until last night, that I was the only one that called people in the bathtub!
"Huh," she said. "We must be related!" :D
So, last night was the (I think) first Northwest High School Softball Home Game. And Janda so kindly invited me to come along with her.
I got really, really, really excited. And then I realized...I'm going to miss American Idol! I'm going to miss valuable time with my mom! :[
[I feel like I don't get to spend as much time with her as I want to, so I love American Idol nights.]
But, I hadn't seen Janda since the end of our Senior year, so I went with her. I totally thought we were just going to watch, like, five minutes of the game, and then she was going to go say hi to her friends, and then we would leave, and go eat something. Yeah. No. We sat in the stands, watching the girls...for three and a half hours!
We pretty much froze our toes off, but all in all, I had the best time.
We talked like we hadn't seen each other in years. I forgot how much I miss talking to her! It was just like old times.
After the game, I talked to Tanya (Softball Coach, and my aunt :] ) and Granny (Photographer, and my grandmother :] ) Janda said hi to all of her friends, and I saw a few people I knew, too.
Afterwards, we went to Sonic, and they couldn't figure out what it was that we wanted. I wanted a fish sandwich combo...they thought we said steak sandwich...I got a chicken sandwich. Yeah. Gayyy.
But I bought supper, and then we noticed something on the menu we hadn't before.... LATTES! Um, hello!
We finished eating, and we talked in the Sonic parking lot just talking.
Then, she took me home, and I didn't realize just how tired I was until that very moment.
But I had a blast! And I can't WAIT to see her again!

Today is my sister's husband, Jeremy's, birthday.
Tonight, after work, we're going to Chili's to celebrate :D
I'm excited :D

We Need a Niche.

2008-02-18T10:05:00.003-06:00

As you know, I work at The School Zone in Roanoke with my Dad.
See, my mom is a 3rd grade teacher, and my dad had worked with Albertsons for 25 years, and retired. We opened up a family business, and have been open since 2005.
Business isn't doing as well as we hoped lately, so I'm putting out a request.
What can we do to get more people in here?
-We sell teaching supplies for teachers, parents, and homeschoolers.
-We have mostly women come in here.
Think outside of the box.
We need help.
Thanks :D

And later, I'll tell you about my Valentine's Day :D

-Lindsay

Stupid Facewash.

2008-02-11T15:41:00.001-06:00

There's this commercial that comes on TV a lot. It has Vanessa Anne Hudgens (from High School Musical, if you didn't already know that) selling the Neutrogena Wave.
It's a face wash contraption that you stick a cotton pad on the end of it, add water, and turn it on. And BAM. It vibrates and washes your face.
AND it comes in PINK.
Naturally, I wanted one.
Yeah..."wanted".
See, my dad and I went to Target the other morning before work because I could only find The Wave at Target.com. Not Walmart.com, not Walgreens.com...NOWHERE.
So...we went to Target in Grapevine.
I was also looking for Kevin's Valentine's present.
So yeah. We woke up at 7:45, and got out to Grapevine bright and early. I swear to God, we were the only two people in Target. Except, of course, the people that work there.
We walked over to the face wash, and went to the Neutrogena section, and, lo and behold, it wasn't there!
My dad started getting obsessed; looking on endcaps and stuff. Maybe I just read it wrong. Maybe it hasn't come out yet. But why, might I ask, is sweet Vanessa doing a commercial for it if it hasn't come out yet???

We went over to the (I can't tell this part yet. Kevin might read it. I'll tell you what I got him AFTER Valentine's Day :] ) "present section" but I couldn't find what the heck I was looking for. But DAD TO THE RESCUE! We found (another place for the Valentine's Present.)
So Target was NO help, thank you very much.
But I got the stuff I needed, minus the face wash :[ I really wanted that too. But seeing as it's WAY too complicated to get, eh, I don't want it anymore.

So I went to Walmart with my mom yesterday. Okay back to a commercial. There's one with a girl that text messages her friend and says "WAKE UP!" and so she goes and washes her face. And then they spend the whole day together, taking pictures of their clear skin. Know what I'm talking about?
It's for the Clean and Clear. So I bought it. Or...my mom did. It was, like, five bucks. But it's called Morning Burst, and it's supposedly for waking your face up! Ha, I don't know. I thought I'd give it a try.
So this morning was my first morning to use it.
And I'm pissed.
I swear, as soon as I wiped my face clean with the washcloth, I HAD A BRAND NEW ZIT.

Gah. Stupid Facewash :D

I Love Mother/Daughter Days.

2008-02-10T17:06:00.000-06:00

Today I woke up at around 9:30, and layed in bed until 10:00.
I finally went down the hall and warmed up two banana nut muffins that my mom had made the day before for breakfast. Both of my parents were already awake, so I ate my muffins with them in the living room.
About an hour had passed, and I was in my room reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. (8th time to read it.) My dad opened my door and said, "Hey. We're going to go eat some mexican food for lunch. Wanna go?" Uhhh yeah :D
So I got dressed in about five seconds, and we waited on Mom to finish getting ready. Dad watched TV and I worked on Kevin's Valentine's Day present.
Mom came down the hall, telling us she was ready, so we left in a hurry. I didn't bring my purse today :[
We went to Cristina's, and then Dad had to go to work at 2:00. Mom and I went to Southlake Town Square, and walked around for a few hours. She went to Christopher and Banks...I went to Barnes and Noble, dELia's, and Aeropostale :D
I wanted to buy three books, a dress, a shirt, and some shorts.
But had NO money.
THEN we went to Wal-Mart, and I wanted to buy some Valentine's presents for my friends. But again...I had no money :[
Maybe I'll just shop online. I don't think I'll be able to get out to Wal-Mart before Thursday. As for the clothes...I will probably get them next weekend. Or whenever Kevin and I next go to Southlake.
Anyway. I had TONS of fun with Mom today. My feet hurt a little bit, though.

We're having hamburgers for supper tonight, and my stomach isn't feeling its best right now. I'm hungry, though.
Probably because my mom is making oatmeal raisin cookies right now, and I can smell them coming down the hallway. :D

Hm. Dad's home.
And I need to look for a movie ticket.

More later.

Man, I Feel Like a Gamer.

2008-02-08T15:19:00.001-06:00

I bought this game about two weeks ago at Best Buy. It was a fun day, to say the least. Kevin and I went on a double-date with our two friends Matt and Cassie.

They weren't an item yet, so it was a little awkward for her; poor thing.

Anyway, we went to the movies, and to our knowledge (mine and Cassie's) we were seeing Alvin and the Chipmunks. But uh...the boys were being all secretive and went up to the counter and whispered which movie they wanted to see. Which was, um, Meet the Spartans.
Ladies? Don't go see this movie. I thought it was going to be like Scary Movie. I guess that's kind of the idea...it's just...crude. It's horrible. And finally (Thank God!) Cassie got up and left. I, being her best friend, had to get up as well and follow her outside to comfort her. Kevin and Matt closely followed us, and got four extra tickets to go see another movie at another time. Which worked out, really.

We walked around Southlake Townsquare, Cassie bought a Star Wars shirt from Delia's while the boys went to Buckle. And then we went to Best Buy. :D

I had gotten a gift card a few days before, but didn't bring it with me for reasons unknown, really.
I'm totally obsessed with Nancy Drew PC games. Thanks to Cassie, of course. And now I'm obsessed with all things mystery. And a few months ago, Kevin (who works at GameStop) showed me this game, and told me he would buy it for me, based on a book by Agatha Christie. Why, I had never heard of such a thing! A game...based on a book! Yeah, I know Nancy Drew are books...just the games aren't the same as the books, you know? This game was called And Then There Were None. I want it SO BAD! (Yeah. Want. He still hasn't gotten it for me.) So I went to Half Price Books, and bought the book. Little did I know that the game COMES with the book. But whatever.

So at Best Buy, I got Murder on the Orient Express. I'm reading the book (that came with it) everyday at work and playing the game every night when I get home from work. I just started playing/reading about a week ago.

I'm so hooked.
And I totally feel like Kevin (who stays up into the early hours of the morning playing video games). :D

People Get Dumber Everyday.

2008-02-08T11:56:00.001-06:00

Really. I rant and rave about this everyday. But uh, READ THE DOOR.
So I work at The School Zone in Roanoke, Tx...and it says in BIG WHITE LETTERS...."THE SCHOOL ZONE"...get it? Not ROANOKE PHARMACY. I don't get people sometimes.

Sometimes they'll just open the door a little bit, so if my dad and I are in the back room, and the curtain that's set up between the front room and the back room whooshes, (which tells us somebody has come inside) it forces us to pause our movie, and go help whoever is out there. And um, if they can't read THE SCHOOL ZONE, it's not my fault. It is, in fact, their fault that they didn't read the door, and we had to pause our movie. Jeez. The nerve of people.

So yesterday, this lady came in, walked through the door, took a few steps in, and then saw what it was, looked at me and smiled, and left!
And if that's not bad enough...this guy came in today, walked up to my dad and said, "Uh, where's the pharmacist?"
If I'm lying, I'm dying.

Anyway, my dad's gone at the moment. He made a sandwich for Mom and is taking it to her school. My mom's a 3rd grade teacher, by the way. :D

Today, I'm working on Kevin's Valentine's Day present :D
I only have six more days!!! Ahhh!!

Oh! Dad's back!
Gotta go!

It's All Going To Work Out, Sweetie.

2008-02-07T21:24:00.000-06:00

Before I say anything, I swear I'm 19, okay?
I'm not ashamed to admit that I am in love with Hannah Montana, High School Musical, and my boyfriend, Kevin.
In one way I am mature; I am trying to grow up. I want to drive, I want to go to college, I want to write so many books, and I want to travel the world.
But in another way, I like my life. I like getting to come home to my parents every single day, getting to have a warm meal, and then coming down the hall to read, write, or talk to a friend.

Speaking of friends, though, I have re-made a lot of friendships these past few months. I've forgiven people that shouldn't really be forgiven. I've tried to be the bigger person in so many circumstances. I've forgotten about how things used to be, because when I think about the past, it makes me unable to move forward.

I wish I would've done so many things, but I'm finished dwelling on them. I'm sick of What Could've Been or What I Should've Done. What about now? I still have time to fix things. I still have time to get things done. But I am trying. I'm trying harder now than I ever have. And that right there is an accomplishment to me. It may not seem like much to anybody else, but nobody else matters all that much. Unless it's my family. And my family includes Kevin and Mandy, yeah.
I absolutely hate it when I disappoint my parents. Or really anybody else for that matter.
I think it's amazing how one moment you can be laughing with a person, and the next, they just seem to hate you.

I know I'm rambling, but it's 9:30 at night, and I've been up (Yes, out of bed) since 7:45 this morning. I'm tired.

I just have to make myself feel better about myself.
Nobody else can do that but me.

Nobody else can make me drive.
I can make my own decisions, thanks.
Or mistakes, whichever you prefer.
I'd like to call it The Growing Up Process.
Man, that sounds like a cheesy movie the nurse shows you in 5th grade. Like the period talk, you know?

I am tired. And I'm going to hit the hay.

Until next time, I'm Lindsay Michelle Laird Mears Nestel Junior. Have a great night.