new favorite song.

heard this on the radio. it makes me happy.

give me a cowboy. take me to georgia.

jones.

this is not some whiny post about a boy and how much he ruined my life or how much i hate him. this is about how completely perfect my life was while we were together. this boy is one that for as long as i live, i will never forget. i miss him dearly and i will always have a special place in my heart for him.

i loved him. a lot. i told him all of my secrets. my fears, my hopes and dreams, and he healed my broken heart. he healed my broken heart without knowing he was doing it. it ached for love, and he made the ache go away.

we would lay in the bed of my truck for hours. we watched the sun set and the stars twinkle. he held me in his arms and whispered sweet words that i will never forget. when he kissed me, i felt like nothing could ever go wrong. nothing else mattered. nobody else existed. it was just us. one night he held me while i cried. his arms would tighten around me when i told him i was okay. he kissed me on my forehead and my cheek and my nose. he's the only person that knows kissing me on my nose is my favorite and it sends chills up my spine, forcing me to smile and laugh. he loved it.

i miss the sound of his voice in the morning when i would call him to wake him up for his early morning class. i miss catching his eye. i miss the way he'd look at me. i miss his kisses and his hugs and everything.

losing him was the hardest thing. but because of my experience with him, i'm a better person. i loved him once and i always will.

blogger friends.

 so sydney, brooke, and i all follow this girl's blog. sydney and this girl have become very fond of one another. this girl is calea. she recently came to arizona to visit her grandparents. as luck would have it, her grandparents live like five minutes away. we spent some of the week with her while she was on spring break. she's so great.

we had a lot of fun. clearly.

i'd love to fall and see it through.

i don't wanna steal you away,
or make you change the things that you believe
i just wanna drink from the words you say,
and be everything you need
yeah, I could be so good at loving you but,
only if you told me to.

done, done, and DONE.

senior project? DONE. i'm done forever. i never have to present it again. thank goodness. i nearly started crying when i talked about zach. good thing i kept composure. i got my grade sheet back. guess what i got?

a 91%.

i'm not complaining.

senior project.

being a senior and all, i am required to do a little project on me. talking to my class of 30 about that quiet girl that sits in the back of the classroom is going to be quite a task. my speech about the important people in my life touches on some people that i hold near and dear to my heart, as well as my religion. two things that if ridiculed, i collapse. i can't handle this pressure. wish me luck. i'm going to need it. praying for me might be a good idea too.

sweet eighteen?

my birthday was on april 6. i turned that bitter-sweet age of eighteen. sweet because i'm technically an adult and can do what i want. bitter because my life hasn't changed at all. its the whole "you live in my house, you follow my rules" type of thing. BUT without further adieu, here are some pictures that describe my birthday.

we had the day off of school for "spring holiday" (aka passover). so my friends and i went out to breakfast. later that night, brooke and sydney had a surprise for me. they told me we were going to be going to a footloose themed dance party on mill ave. so we all dressed country-ish. we went out to dinner at paradise and we drove to our super-secret destination. we didn't go to a footloose dance party. they surprised me with tickets to see HUNTER HAYES. i cried. i love hunter hayes and they know it. it was so great. he's definitely much, much better live than on his record. and all those pictures of him you see? they don't do him justice. not even close.

he held brooke's hand. sydney and i touched him. i cried some more. i bought a t-shirt. i can honestly say it was the best birthday i've ever had. my best friends are so good to me. i love them to death.