Don’t Trust Me

This is the song I use to like, but now I will not listen to it. When the song first came out, I’m not goin to lie I actually loved it. Thought it was pretty good and catchy. I think I was into it for at least two months, because like for everything I get into, I’m usually late getting into things. Different music I listen I’m usually about two or four years behind. Depending on what I listen to. Anyways, I was late getting into this song and when I finally cave in, a couple of my family members shot me right back out of it. I do not like the chorus and it’s the catchiest part of the song. Everybody loves to sing this part of the song but it’s the lyrics that got me out of it. I will never be able to listen to this song again.

My Dreams Are Fun

Life is fun. I’m not going to lie about it. I’m always wanting a change for me to come up. I’m always hoping it’s a good change too. Everybody is hoping for something good come along. Especially if you’ve had nothing but bad luck for a few months and you think it’ll never change. I read somewhere that people don’t normally remember their dreams after five minutes of them getting up from the night before. Well, I can remember mine. I had a dream last night and it was a dream I had four years ago.

I had a dream when I was a Junior, when I was just in the process of asking to fix the double doors throughout the school. Those doors are bulky and not so easy to open. Especially for a person like me, I always had to wait on somebody or ask somebody to open the doors. I like doing things for myself for asking for things isn’t me. The whole first semester of my Junior and it wasn’t like people were saying, that year is the most toughest year. In my case, it was a freaking disaster. Way too much shit went on during that year. If I could take that year over, I would wish for another time. I never want to take that year over even if my life depended on it. The only thing that year taught me was I needed to relax and not worry so much. I definitely wish I hadn’t worry so much back then.

So last night’s dream was about the same thing just more advanced. I saw myself doing a speech in front of a lot of people. I mean, a lot of people. I was doing a speech how ALL schools, from Elementary, Middle, and High schools. They all should be handicap accessible. Truth be told, every school should have been that way when they were first built. Yes, having ramps on the sidewalks, but it’s inside that should have more stuff to give handicapped kids and young adults more independence throughout the school. Fixing doors to the point where you need a button to push it open without asking someone to help you out. This was my dream last night. I like dreams like this, but they do irritate me that schools aren’t already like this in the first place. It’s never too late for a change.

A Special Birthday

I can’t really choose between my 16th and 17th birthday’s. Both were pretty special to me. However, I think my sweet sixteenth birthday was a disaster because the week it came I was very sick with the flu. It was awful! I was sick for the week before and then when my birthday came and I was feeling pretty crappy on that day. It was just a mess. I started getting better around the week of Thanksgiving. We only had school for three days that week and I tried two out of three of those days. By Wednesday, I didn’t have a fever and I had my energy again. We had a bunch of family coming down that year and so I was very glad the sickness never ruined the holidays with my family.

That year would have been during my sophomore year and I had been a big part of going to football games and watching the team try at the games and talk to people. So the week of my birthday my nana and Emily made me a special birthday cake. It was a chocolate cake with green coconut shavings around it and they decorated the coconut like it was a football field. It had the lines and even little footballs. I think I had six little football’s with six different numbers. I’m not going into that next part because that’s just embarrassing. So during Thanksgiving, after we were done eating, Emily came into the living room where we were eating and brings out this cake and everybody started singing “happy birthday” to me since they didn’t get to do it on my actual birthday. I remember that day very well.

My seventeenth birthday was sick-free. Thank god! That day was a very cool and breezy day. The leaves were on the ground. The whole day just screamed autumn to you. That day like we usually do on my birthday or the weekend of, we go to my nana’s. We were driving to her house and we came around one of my friend’s grandparent’s house. My friend was in trouble and I hadn’t seen him since April. So when we got up to the stop sign we noticed this boy on the porch and my mom and I instantly go insane. I think I screamed a little. Then he came around to my side of the car and hugged me. I cried and probably embarrassed him a little, but I missed him. When we got up to the house, I told everybody I didn’t need to make a wish because I already got mine.

My Uncle David had made me a cake at midnight. I was surprised because usually its nana or mom who makes the cakes and not the cakes. David was first. I only get like one cake nowadays, which is probably smart. I’m not a BIG cake fan, but I will eat it. I’m more of a cupcake girl. They’re cute and mini. Who wouldn’t like them? I’m also like my papaw with apple pie, I like to eat it with ice cream. Cake and ice cream should be required at every birthday. Anyways, I was very stuffed eating that cake. Then we all went outside. My cousin Kristi, Emily and I were sitting on this porch swing and were having a mini photo shoot outside. I still feel bad who went bad and saw us make fools out of ourselves. We were having fun, but probably too much fun.