In Conclusion...

Ugh!! Stick to the guidelines!
Pixies belong with princes.
Goats do not belong with Pixies.
Pixies could possibly be with vampires, if muses are left out.
Minstrels do not belong with Pixies if a black cat is in the way...

I have an Andy, Dwight relationship...

So I have a Dwight and Andy relationship. If you have watched The Office you would know what I am talking about! There was one episode(take that back almost every episode) where Dwight and Andy tried to outdo eachother. Either they were being absolutely terrible to one another or they would do kind things instead.

Remember sneaky caniving Dwight who always snuck around with sleeping with Angela, even when Andy and Angela were going to get married! It pissed me off, because look at poor helpless little Andy, who had absolutely no idea! Poor poor poor Andy....

I AM THE ANDY IN THIS SITUATION!

"You Makin' My Dreams Come True!"

((Once again late blog))

Ever since I have seen 500 Days of Summer, that song has been stuck in my head(blog's title)! Great movie, had a little musical clip in the movie, made me fall in love with it. But you will hate the girl in the movie SO MUCH! .

Ok, so yesterday I sped all the way from VA back to NC. I even got in a race with an old Camaro...I won. I think I made record time. :) Why is this? Because I had to get to my favorite preacher Tom Stammen's sermon at my church. Anyway, I went straight to church. When I got there, I snuck through the side entrance, by the stuff I do at the church and what my family does for them, I have earned the privaledge to sneak through the side door. Plus the sermon was already going on. So once I got in the church, I immediately went straight to the sound booth where my friend Josh was. Dillon(my cousin) wasnt there, he was supposed to be there, but he wasnt. So behind the booth I hid and quietly made some phone calls...yes, during Tom's sermon ahaha!

Ok, Tom Stamen is a great preacher. He is a prophet. He only says positive, and very true things when he calls an individual up. I was VERY skeptic when I first saw him. But then I did some research on GOOGLE and saw that there was nothing but positive feedback on him. Then some of the prophecies he preached over my family strated to happen...I was kind of convinced. Stuff has happened to both my mom and dad, but nothing he said to me has happened yet.

It was January 2007. The first time he called me up, he made me sit right down in front of him. He looked right at me, rolled his eyes, and said, "Oh my gosh, YES! You will get a boyfriend!" It was like the wind got knocked out right out of me. When he nailed my character, it was just...surprising. And no one could have tole him these things, because at the time I "strongly disliked" my church and wanted nothing to do with the people there.

So we come to present time. While I was hiding behind the sound booth, Dillon showed up. We listened to the whole sermon, while I TRIED controlling Dillon and Josh, and their random outbursts. But at the end he started calling on people to pray over them. He saw me in the back in the sound booth and called me, I am known to him as..."Bob's daughter." I was 17th.

The prophecies over me: I am a Romanticist (DUH!). I hate English, I still need it, yes. (This was very ironic because I falied my English quiz previously that morning. And I figured it was no biggie, WRONG!) Once again, same as last year, I like a boy with a permanent tan( :) Hello, his name is Daniel!) I will go on more mission trips. I am a daddy's girl. I might even teach English the language itself. And he says he sees me living on a ranch some day. When he said that last part, I was like, "A ranch?!" He shrugged and said, "Yeah, you know a farm, horses, llamas-" That's when I cut him off, full of excitement that I was going to get llamas!

The prophecies over Dillon: The first thing he said, Dillon likes girls and girls LOVE Dillon. This is a prophecy? No, this is a FACT! Dillon should hang out with my dad more, ahaha! He told Dillon that he should be very grateful that he is living with us. He saw Dillon having lots of kids someday. Dillon has the character of Gilligan from Gilligan's Island, and he will never change. And he also told that Dillon has a lot of pain in his heart, and with leaning on God he would get through it. ( I almost started crying at that part.) And Dillon will exceed in the sound booth buisness, :)

Well last night, Sunday, we went to see Tom once again. After getting in a horrible fender bender...ugh. Worse news was it was my father's birthday. I went and just planned on going back to Liberty on Monday. Tom, loves my dad! He thinks my dad is the coolest thing that ever lived! Even the first time he called my dad up he was so happy about my dad. But after he prophecied over Blaze, my mom, Hanna, and Richy(who got hit to a tee) he told me to sit down again. I looked at him weird and I was like, "But..." And he said he had more. I sat down and he told me that he wants me to finish out my studying. O.O (This shocked me because I was to the point I wanted to drop out of Liberty this semester and work on getting into UNCC) Then he told me the most exciting news that I will ever recieve until the day actually comes. I am going to be a mom. This is the first time he has ever said this to me. I wanted to cry I was so excited. Then he said that he sees me designing things. This made me happy, because I was wondering what exactly I would end up doing with my life. He told me to listen to my mom, stop going to my dad for things instead of my mom. Which the whole crowd cracked up on. He also sees me becoming a speaker and speaking in front of large crowds I have an excitement to me other speakers dont. (Its funny because my class mates always told me that I was a very enthusiastic speaker compared to others.) And that was it, I cant remember the rest, but he totally sees me going on mission trips. No problem in that. :D

You might think this is wrong. I dont, because it worked. Last night, because of this man, three of my cousins got saved. Richy, Blaze, and Hanna. And I thank the Lord for it! They have been SAVED!

Fact: Never Never ROCKS!

Ok, I dont know how many readers I really have, or who is actually reading this blog, but I am now advertising. Never Never, the band is awesome! They are like a twist of Coldplay and NeverShoutNever. Which are two big favs of mine, and when they are together they are...art. AMA ZE ZING!

It is now officially the day of my dearest friend Allie's birth! YAY! What a wondorous day! Happy Birthday Allie!

Today I will be going home, at 3:45pm, I shall leave. I am going home to go see one of my favorite preachers. He is a prophet. I have seen him the last three years. The first year when he called me up for the very first time he really surprised me. He prayed right in front of me and I had never seen this man before, but he basically spilled my entire character out. He was spot on with his interpretation on me. It kinda freaked me out, but I believed him. I really truly think he is blessed. People say prophets dont exist anymore. They died out after Jesus left. Ok, if that is true...what was Paul? FACT. (Yes, I am quoting Dwight because it is a fact.)

The main reason I am going home is to see my friends at my youth group because they all begged me to come to this service tonight. So I am going to be with them and I know they will be there for me.

Last night I figured out that I was not having an emotional breakdown. Curse you Eve...
I am feeling better today. Out of the odds of the past things, today didnt turn out so bad. My car almost being towed. A lot of good things happened towards the end of the day. I watched half of season 3 of The Office. Which makes me happy inside.

Then I realized something. Andy from the Office is my favorite character. I noticed in the show that he dosent care what anyone thinks. He is going to do anything he wants and try the best to get it. He is also extremely nice, deceptive, and generous in some ways. I could be like that. I want to be like Andy! I want to have a character like Andy.

Also I have a confession. I have been crushing on so many guys. But I am officially stuck on ONE. I know a shocker. But I have no idea if he likes me. I would sooooooo hope so. But he is great and very talented. He has me hooked. And I will not reveal his name because I have no idea who reads this bloody thing.

Michael Scott

Over this past Christmas break I have developed a fetish for The Office. I used to think the show was absolutely boring and ridiculous. I take it back, I love it soooo much! Even when I was in the 10th grade we took a tour around Universal's TV sets, and we walked right on to The Office's set. Of course I did not apreciate this, and I can not tell you how much I shame myself for this fact...

But Michael Scott and I have a lot in common. We want to be friends with everyone. Except Michael shows that in a weird and "nutty" way. He just loses complete control...But I, on the other hand, try to be nice to everyone. My mother hates this about me, because when one person dosent like me, I "get bent out of shape." Recently I have not been caring as much. But it's really sad when it comes down to the friends that you thought were your friends, are not. They are users, back stabbers, or just plain out mean...

It's like whatever. And to tell the truth, us girls, we are all back stabbing in some way. We either like to flirt with other girl's boyfriends or crushs. We like to talk behind each other's backs. We give false compliments. We all secretly adore drama. And we are very moody, and when we are in a bad mood, we will take it out on you. The list is endless, but that is just a typical woman's nature. Some are different, some have different values and have more honour than others. I have met...3 girls like this.

So you never know who your true friends are, until it comes to crisis mode. I personally like being friends with younger girls, like "teeny boppers." Because one, I can connect with them. Two, they adore you, because you're older. And three, they are great girls. Four, they love drama just as much as I do. But since you are older than them, YOU ARE THE BEST. Plus, I love hanging out with my youth girls all the time. That is another Michael Scott quality I have, we both want to be the best in someone's eyes.

Truth is, I need to find my Dwight. You know, that one friend that will never ever let you down! One that you can count on, even if you cant STAND THEM! I want a Dwight, because that is the true friend. Or I would be more than willing to be someone's Dwight.

I just need one friend on campus to get me through the semester. Since my best friend left, I have no one here. I am scared. This weekend I am having a get together with Aimee, she is going to help me transfer closer to home. UNCC. I really hope they take me this time. I really hope something amazing happens here at Liberty that makes me want to stay, but as far as I am concerned...I need to escape.

Semester #2!!

So, I have officially went to each class for this semster. Except my Communications class, which just decided to show up on my schedule. SO it decided to show up and now I have to go from back to back classes on monday wednesday fridays. It's at North Campus. I dont know how many have seen or have been to Liberty Univesity. There is main campus and then North Campus which is very far from where I live on my dorms. You have to take buses to get there, or you walk a very long way. So buses scare me, and I save my walking by walking to my own car in "the pit." So I solved that problem.

But my classes are good so far. I have already decided that my VCAR Art Appreciation class is going to be the best ever! The professor is the best ever, he is so off the wall, and random! It's going to be the best. He let us out 35 minutes before we were supposed to! HA! Plus, my friends Alex, Becky and Betsy are in the class! Can you say BLAST!

The one class I know I am not going to like at all is my Math 100 class. I hate math so much, bleh!

But my theatre class is very interesting. It has almost every single star from the play productions held at Liberty. So my professor started to call out role and he stopped on me. He looked at me and then told all of the major actors to turn around to look at me. He told me that I looked like this one actress from liberty's department. 50 people stared at me...My face got major hot, and (a somewhat good friend) Kyle turned around to laugh in my face...I kicked his chair. But on the good side my professor told me the woman he was comparing me to was very beautiful. Thank you, very much buddy. now... WHY DIDNT YOU PUT ME IN YOUR PLAY!!!!!! But its the same old story, freshman never get in. Unless you are Kyle, who is a freshman. But he is very talented. So of course they need his character on stage.

But whatever here is to a new semester. I hope it makes me decide to stay at Liberty.

Back to Liberty

When I arrived back home in NC. My fluffy dahlings were so happy to see me. I was flipping out too because I missed my dogs so much. I did not see any of my cousins till the morning. When I saw Dillon, he instantly told me everything I missed. Including his love life, and how a cougar is chasing him. I told him I did not CARE! But then he told me how she started to flirt with this one boy that I had a mini crush on over the summer, and thats when I got involved with the drama. See, I dont cause drama...it follows me.

Well yesterday was the most dreaded of all. I was really scared to go back to Liberty. I dont care about the school work, its just people that make me a little down at times. I had enjoyed getting closer to my cousin Dillon, and my youth group over break. I even went up to my friend Marcus at church, he told he wasnt sure he was going back or not. He lives in Statesville and he goes to University of Charlotte! Thats a 40 minute drive! He is clearly very smart, because he always seems to be observing. And he is soooo good looking, talented, and likeable (when he opens up) he could make friends easily. I looked at him and told him I was thinking about transfrerring to UNCC next fall. He looked at me and smiled, it was like he read my mind, he said, "To far from home huh?" I began to stutter, and I finally gave in and said, that it was exactly right. I missed North Carolina. I miss my parents of course. I miss, believe it or not, Dillon. And I missed all my friends who stayed in NC.

I like home. But I know I cant leave Liberty this semester.

I didnt want to go back, not after I heard my best friend, Allie, wasnt coming back. I was ready to enroll right into a community college. Most of all I had the strong feeling that no one really missed me at Liberty. I knew one person who was completely ecstatic for me to return and it was Jaylyn. My newest bestest friend! But that was it. No one wrote on my facebook wall over break how much they missed me, even though they did it to everyones wall except mine. I did not get a single text from any of them over break. I mean I can see why people dont like me, I am quiet at times, and sometimes, Im annoying to people. I just dont know how to fix it.

Anywho, I got to Lynchburg. I went and bought my books and went to my dorm. No one was in my quad.So I took advantage of the solitude to put all of my things back into place. A little later on my room mate shows up. The first semester we didnt get along, but I figured I would try this semester. So we got into a conversation about our vacations, which was nice. Then I heard someone come in. I walked out of my room to see who, it was Jaylyn. She screamed at the top of her lungs and jumped on top of me!!!! I was so shocked I had not see one being so happy to see me in my life, except Jazzy my dog! Then Karyn came in, and she screamed when she saw me too! I was so in shock, and then Becky. Becky gave me a huge hug screeching as well. I was already in a state of shock that they actually did miss me. Liz came in last and she gave me...three hugs, haha!

Later on Jaylyn and I were sitting on the living room floor singing Wicked songs, when Liz came out of her room. She asked us if we wanted to go get some coffee. Jaylyn and I were already up and ready to go. When I walked out, our brother quad was already waiting in the parking lot for us. I came out last and I was really afraid that there wasnt going to be any room for me. So I went to both vechicles and they both were full. Here was to a GREAT start at the year. So I told them to go on without me. Till every single person in Joe's mini SUV started to yell at me. Roy, our brother RA, got out and pulled me to the front seat and let me sit in the front and he crawled in the back. Which was EXTREMELY NICE! I love Roy. But when I sat in the front I was already regretting I had come...because once again I felt like I was invading them.

When we got to Campus North. I got out and everyone was giving hugs, except me, because I wasnt really sure if I could. So I stood next to Jaylyn, and right then Jason came right over to me and gave me a big hug. Then Josh, then Jaylyn's brother Jake. I guess some people did miss me, just a little though.
We all went into the Tilley and played Maffia. It was the first game of Maffia that I was actually the Maffia!!!! I was a character everytime and I was never a towns person! It was great! THe best part was we didnt have any cards so the narrator would tell us if we were a character or not. It was the best game I have ever played, I have never see so many other drama queens in my life! It ended up to being a really good night.

Welcome back to Liberty.

Leaving Paradise

((Sorry this post was a draft for the longest time.))

Today is a sad day. I am leaving to go back home to North Carolina. I never knew a week could fly by so fast, it is truly depressing.

I have some great news! We went shopping almost all day yesterday. My aunt came with me and my mother. She wanted to come so she could buy me a Christmas present, she is the only family member other than my wonderful cousin Aimee who got me something for Christmas. She actually let me pick out a sterling silver ring that has red crystals in the middle of the band, very nice.

When we came back to the beach. I just plopped down on my beach chair and listened to my iPod, which blasted 30 Seconds to Mars. My mom came down, and I usually wait for her to go into the ocean. She hit the back of my chair frantically. I turned around to see her wide eyes mouthing something. She said, "That's the dad!" I about broke my back turning around to spot the Columbian dad, Jamie! They were here, they didnt come Thursday, but they came Friday! I looked at my mother and rolled my eyes. I told her if they wanted to see us, then they would come to us. I had the feelings still that they totally ditched us.

The waves were WICKED! They were absolutely amazing, so huge!!! My mother and I went in to take on the monstorous things. My aunt and uncle tried to come in, but when they tried entering they ended up getting swifted off their feet. Hence, they didnt try to come all the way in again. Haha! A few minutes later I coud have sworm I saw Daniel spot us in the water. I ignored his gaze from the beach. Then I saw that him and his father started to come into the ocean. They battled the waves themselves coming in. Till, all of the sudden, one HUGE wave came up. I knew it was going to break and I knew I was going under for sure! So I let out a war cry, and tried jumping the massive thing. After I came back up from the water. I brushed off my eyes and looked over at Jamie to see if he heard me. He did. So he waved at me and my mother. I waved back. In a few short minutes he was swimming right over to us. I thought CRUD! I knew from the way I was ripping my eyes apart from the salwater that my makeup was smeared all over my face. Not very attractive.

A little while later after talking with Jamie and my mother, Daniel swam over. We talked altogether for a very long time. Daniel would not leave us, and he was freezing cold, literally his lip was trembling he was so cold! My mom said something to him and he just said yes that he was freezing, and still stayed. I couldnt figure out if he was being nice and staying with us talking or if he was staying because there was 4 girls in bikinnis jumping around taking pictures, and flicking off the camera, ugh. Even from what I could tell they each looked like members of the Pussy Cat Dolls. I will look like that someday! This automatically made EVEN more self concious than I already am and I didnt want him to see me in my ridiculous takini/skirt suit.

Anyways by the end of the day we all exchanged emails and facebooks! It was funny they were trying to get me to say their last name right, but I kept screwing up and they were all cracking up at me. Trujillo. When I was parting from them, they each gave me a besito. When it came to Daniel, I about froze, he almost kissed my ear! I wanted to do a happy dance right there in from of them. Of course I didnt. COMPOSURE!!!

Daniel is now my friend on facebook as well as his sisters, Andre, and Veronica. His relationship status is single from what I could see, and he is 22 YEARS OLD!!! I couldnt believe it, I thought he was my age. But lets look at reality, he lives in Columbia, and he is way to gorgeous. So I guess, the only time I will ever hear, or see him again, is January 2011. :(

But you never know...
;)

Daniel Powder you may take the stage!

Bad Day...as if that song could not have been a better time for it then today.

Well, let's see, today was just a bad day.

One, my Dad had to go home early because of our money issues with our buisness. He went back to Search and Destroy. When he left he told my mother and I to be happy and not worry. How can one be happy and not worry that your buisness is about to fail?

Two, Daniel never showed up today on the beach. I waited all day on the beach, anxious to see if he would come. He never did. And I'm not at all that surprised. I wasted a whole day on the beach being on my toes waiting for him to show.

Three, one of my best friends is sick. She isnt returning to Liberty. And I dont know what to do. I dont want to go back to Liberty without her...I am lost without her. I dont have any GOOD friends at Liberty! I will be lost without her.

Four, one of my other friends is back home and just broke up with her boyfriend. We were convinced she was going to marry this guy. I guess not

Five, another friend is hurt because he feels isolated and alone.

Six, I have to figure what I am going to do. Should I stay? Or Should I go?

It's just hard and you think and pray and ask God, when will the trials end? Where does the hurt stop?

I'm stuck on this little island. I WANT and NEED to go back home. I dont want to be here anymore. I couldnt stay here in Aruba to live. Because that would mean I am leaving my life and so many other lives hanging over in the US.

Saturday, please come. I need to go home.

My theme song is Cave In

Have you ever heard of the singer/song writer Owl City. If you heard the song Fireflies then you probably have heard of him. Anyway, I remeber at when I first arrived at Liberty I got a huge card for iTunes as a graduation gift. I downlaoded all of his songs and his songs were my comfort. Because his lyrics didnt make me think to much, they were spontaneous, and I already have developed a liking to some techno music. Owl City put it all together. But since I have been here at Aruba his latest album Ocean Eyes, all those songs have been my theme songs during my stay here in Aruba.

I do and then I dont want to go back to Liberty. I realized this today almost a hundred feet in the air. I was parasailing. As I looked at practically the whole island in front of me. Then I looked down at the small tan spots emerge and then right back down into the ocean, sea turtles. If some one gave me an amazing offer, and told me that I could never return to the United States. I would stay in Aruba. It has been a part of me for my whole life. And the advertising slogans are right, "It's home away from home." But so is Liberty.

I remember going to Liberty for the first time when I was in the 11th grade. My friend Allie's parents went to school there and that's were they met and fell in love. She asked me one weekend right before Christmas to come with her to Liberty to see two musicals. Of course I agreed to go. When we arrived at Liberty, I was in complete awe. I had never been on a college campus before! In my eyes this college was "da bomb!"

When I sat in that little small theatre that Liberty possessed, I knew this is where I should be.

Of course time flew by and I went to University of North Carolina School of the Arts for their summer program. I had a blast, and learned a lot from my classes. I knew this is the college for me. I went for an audition last Feb. and I was not accepted. I went to East Carolina University for an audition there and I was not accepted. I even apllied to University of Charlotte for just general studies, I WASNT EVEN ACCEPTED THERE! I thought what is the deal?! I made a great score on my SAT my second round and had the honor role all through school. I told my cousin Aimee, who is my hero, and she said something wrong must have happened. She looked at my transcripts and immediately blamed my counsler. I didnt doubt that,my high school counsler loved to ruin my life! She was a SHRINK! Literally she would try to shrink your character till you were convinced you were the size of an ant!

Anyway, with all hope lost, convinced I was going to go to community college instead of a university. My mother told me I should apply to Liberty. Within two weeks, they accepted me! I knew God was trying to send me a sign that I belonged there.

That's my testimony of Liberty, kind of rabbit trailed there, but I thought you should know the true story.

And sadly I do not want to return there. I will explain that later. I am tired and need sleep.

A little-wait, HUGE surprise happened tonight on the island. I went into this jewlery store tonight, just looking around with my aunt and mom. When I came out, I almost ran right into DANIEL! MY ISLAND ROMANCE BOY! My mother told me that I looked like the wind was knocked out of me, and my mouth dropped wide open. This does not surprise me because I felt like someone punched me in the gut. I was so in shock he was in front of me! We were shopping in the same area, at night, now my dahling lets run to Vegas and get hitched! ahha! not...But I know that God answered my prayer and and He must think this is absolutely hilarious, and loves a little soap opera drama :P

Ok, now I am going! Night!

And so it begins! Island Romance

So, hear I am starting another blog. Of course I haven't blogged since my freshman year in highschool. It was a hit back then, hopefully this one will be too. Well let's see I will just jump to the present and what's going on now.

Currently I am in the lovely country Aruba. And I have a love story for you! So my parents own a time share condo here in Aruba. We first inherited it from my mom's dad. So I have been coming here since I was 3 years old. Even when my grand parents were alive I would still come here with them and my parents, occasionally my cousins would come too. Some things always happen in Aruba that I will never forget. Whether the experiances are embarrasing, funny, loving, or sad. I always remember one good story each year. For example it was my 6th grade year when I took a picture of my mother peeing out in the wilderness, threatening blackmail. Or it was when I was 7 and had my first camel ride. Then there was 9th grade where I walked into the hotel lobby and sang with the pianist to the songs from Phantom of the Opera, and had a huge audience. The memories are endless from this beautiful vacation spot.

Last year, my senior year, my cousin came with my aunt and uncle to Aruba. I hung out with her the whole time on the beach and shooping.
Confession: I am addicted to.....hold your breath....BOYS! I love them! I am a sucker for internationa boysl, red headsboys, long curly haired boys, and just cute boys! I like them all!
So, you would understand when I went nuts over one particular spanish boy. Of course I didnt know he was spanish, in my mind last year he was french. He constantly watched me and I constantly watched him. I'm sure he could help it, but I couldnt! So I was always saying to Suzie, my cousin, that I was going to talk to him! And she told me to go for it, of course I wimped out. Suzie actually told me to go up to them and take a picture of their whole family together because they were trying to all get a picture with each other. It ended up she did it, and I stayed behind, not saying a word...CHICKEN!

Now I come to this year! I was convinced that the family was not here. Even though I had seen them previous years, and was totally convinced they had a time share too. I was sure they werent here this year. Two nights ago I went out on our balcony before we went out to eat. As I was looking down, I saw a familiar looking man and young girl. NO! I ran and grabbed my camera so I could zoom in on the man and girl. (At this point I am wishing for binoculars!) I zoom in and take the picture so I can just zoom in a little more. It's him, its the dad from the french family! And that was his daughter, that means if they were here HE WAS HERE! I screamed and then hit the foor because people were already staring. As I stared through the poles of our balcony the whole family was together except the boy. He had not come this year. I was really bummed. He must have not had a long of a break from college like I did.

Then my parents and I went down to my aunt and uncle's room to gather. I asked to borrow their balcony. I went out and there was the whole family and there HE WAS! It was him! The boy! My french boy was back!!!!! I squealed and ran into the living room, because I was sure they heard me. I did a happy dance, then stopped. There is no way I had enough guts to talk to him this year!

Our story takes us to today. I was sitting on the beach with my whole family and I slumped over my sketchbook drawing a little comic out. I heard some commotion and looked up. I saw a familiar woman, and two familiar young girls! My stomach did a back flip! Then like a character from some cool action movie, he came out from behind a little hut. Wearing chrome sunglasses, and a tight white shirt, hot as eva! My french boy! His covered eyes looked around the beach and then his shaded gaze stopped on me. AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! I whipped my whole body around and threw my sketch book. I froze on the chair, waited, then slowly turned. I looked over my chair, he was sitting there! Right behind my families hut! God must be laughing at me in heaven...enjoying my ridiculous spying skillz. I couldnt focus! Finally I gained enough courage to stand up and walk to my bag and stuff my sketch book in it. I "sneaked" a glance over at him, HE WAS STARING!! I whipped my head back to the bag, and then jumped back into my chair. After 5 minutes I looked over to see if he was there, he wasnt! I bolted to go find my mother to tell her the amazing news.

Anyways blah, blah, blah We couldnt stop staring, at least I couldnt, I knew he remebered me. How can you forget a girl with a purple streak in her hair? Except this year it was blue. Ha! Like last year they started taking family pictures once again. Suzie wasnt here, so I decided to volunteer my amazing photo taking skillz. I jumped up to the mother and asked if she wanted me to take a pictue. She looked at me oddly! I knew it they couldnt speak ENGLISH! NO!!! She looked over at my french boy and said something to him. He trotted over to us and smiled at me and asked what I wanted ENGLISH. I stammered and said I could take a picture of their whole family together if they wanted. He smiled and said yes! His father came over and smiled thanking me, speaking perfect english. The boy handed me his personal camera and showed me how to work it. Puhlease I am a pro, trust me. I am the only person with 100 albums on facebook that I know of, I know picture taking and cameras. Of course I didnt say this, haha! I took the picture and they all came over to me. I could barely hole the camera I was shaking so bad. The whole family gathered around me to see the picture. The boy just wouldnt stop smiling at me!

A little while later the dad strided over to me and started talking to me! My mother jumped into the conversation. The boy came over and stood next to me. Of course I wasnt focusing on the dad's story I was to focused on how close his son was to me, and he could speak english!!!! I found out they were Coloumbian and not french! DUrr! My mother poared my life history to him as usual like she does to all strangers bragging about my voice, blah blah blah. It leaded to me standing in front of the whole family singing for them. Ugh, this was so routine! But in front of the love of my life! Suprinsingly with my nutty nerves I pulled it off. I sang wel for them and they all loved it. They all loved me, finally I got names. The dad is Jamie, the mom is Louisa? (who gave me a besito little imaginary kiss on the cheek!) the sisters are Veronica, and I forgot the other one, and then Daniel. Who they pronounced Danielle! AH! He shook my hand, ah, never washing it again!

I wont see them till Thrusday, that's when we are supposed to exchange contact info from each other. I hope it happens! I pray to God! Oh Jesus! If you put this family in my way for me to love them and for them to love me, puhllllleeeeezzz! Let it all work out and let us find each other on Thursday!

Hmmmm, told you I was a drama queen, this is only a slice...