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I'm in grade 9. I love music. My friends are my life. I love my sister, she is one of my bestfriends. I'm not that confident although it may seem that sometimes I am. I'm always there for people, and I'm told I give good advice, even though I can't even follow it. Well, anyways, follow my blog ? Maybe I'll follow yours.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

I'm the biggest daddy's girl you will ever meet in your life. I'm going to be fourteen in a month or so and I still refuse to let my dad go somewhere without giving me hugs and kisses. He is the most important man in my life, and he always will be. When I'm sad or not feeling great I put on one of his sweaters. Everytime I go to his house, my true home, I bring a sweater back, and wear a different one home. When I feel like I'm going to cry I wrap myself in the sweater I have and it feels like hes hugging me and making sure I'm okay. I'd do anything for my dad. He's so funny, always trying to make me and my brothers and sisters, and anyone else who's present, laugh. He always puts a smile on my face. No matter how hard I try I CANNOT stay mad at him for longer than five minutes. He always finds a way to make me smile or burst out laughing. Sometimes it feels like he's being unfair, with all the rules he has, but when I really think about it, I realize that he just wants to make sure that he raises me right. Well, anyways, the reason I'm writing about this is because, I really wish I was with my daddy right now... I'm completely unhappy at the moment... and I have nobody. But I do have one of his sweaters, and I am wrapped tightly in it. Just like I'd be wrapped tightly in his arms if I was at his house. 

Monday, August 9, 2010

Scream me a love song.

I love music. It calms me down when I'm angry, It makes me feel better when I'm sad, and it comforts me whenever I need. To me, music is more than just words put with a melody. To me, music is art. It's emotion and thoughts and it's somebody's heart and soul paired with a beautiful melody. Music is a total constant. Thats why we have such a strong visceral connection to it, you know ? Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment. Whenever I listen to a song that reminds me of someone, or a time I spent with someone, I always think of how much has changed since then. But then, the song brings me back to the amazing moments I've spent with that person. It makes me realise that I have to stop dwelling on the past and start focusing on the right now because the longer you focus on the past and all the things you think you could've done differently, the longer it will take you to move on. 

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

 I have an obsession with cats. I apologize in advance if it becomes to much. A few friends and I just have a thing for cats. My cat, their cats, stray cats, all cats. I've always had cats growing up, one cat dies, I got another. That's just how it went. I assume that would help with the obsession. Also, my cat Marty, is a huge hit with my friends, really with any company that comes through my home. Everyone likes him, although Marty may not like you. He rarely likes anyone, especially males, unless he knows you well enough. He's huge as well, like Garfield, literally. Only black and white. Which would explain his nickname, Cow. Makes sense, right. Here's a picture of my little guy and his best friend:

Imperfection won't kill you.

It's funny how you think everything can be perfect, yet there is no such thing. I've built myself up to believe that there is perfection out there, and one day I will finally come in contact with it. I expect so much from myself, so much good. I expect the best. I really shouldn't, I'm loved for who I am. Perfection is a fantasy I will never, no one will ever experience. It won't kill you to be, you.