Last Christmas...

Last Christmas:

I was a different person.

I didn't stay up every night waiting for 11:11.

I didn't lay awake when everyone else in the house was asleep just so I could think.

I wasn't involved in drama. I didn't even know how extensive it could really get. It was a foreign concept to me.

I didn't know how much people do to get what they want.

I didn't realize how much someone can mean to you, without you even knowing it.

Life was easier.

I was afriad to be myself. Sometimes I still am, but I'm working on it.

Blogging was non-existant to me.

I was stuck in the world, and how people would see me.

This Christmas:

I stay up every night to make a wish at 11:11.

Thinking alone in my room at night happens every night.

Drama became a big part of my life....and it doesn't seem to want to leave, no matter how much I want it to go.

I learned that you have to trust someone, but you can't trust everyone.

Sometimes, one person can mean the world to you.

Being myself takes work, and courage. But it is much better than pretending.

I am learning to let go, and to not let people push me around.

And do you know what?
I am much happier.

It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas....

It is  A L M O S T here!

My plans for Christmas Eve?

They include...

1. Christmas Party at my grandma's

2. Eating a Candy Cane

3. Building a blanket fort in my sister's room

4. Staying up all night in that fort

5. Watching Anastasia (Because I do every Christmas Eve...at like 2 AM)

6. Playing Stratego (Because I also do this every Christmas Eve.)

7. Fawning over this guy:

Because who couldn't love Flynn Rider?

He is basically my favorite.

Everytime I see You smile,

I fall all over again.

Sometimes...

Sometimes you just have to sit in the library and look through an encyclopedia laughing at all the funny animals for 40 min, with your best friend.

Sometimes you just have to sing a song at the top of you lungs in your house while everyone else is gone doing whatever it is that they might be doing.

Sometimes you just have to make a wish at 11:11, because you just know that this wish will definitely come true.

Sometimes you just have to lay in bed late at night, when everyone else is asleep and make wishes.

Sometimes you just have to go on an adventure, and end up making tulips out of legos.

Sometimes you just have to go to Wal-mart, and play sardines.

Sometimes you just have to wash the dishes in foods class, and end up blowing bubbles with the spatulas instead.

Sometimes you just have to do a random photo shoot while dressed up as ninjas.

Sometimes you have to live without caring what others might think.

My Life Is Average.

As in the website:  

http://mylifeisaverage.com

It is possibly one of my most favorite websites. Ever.

And today I found out....

ONE OF MY STORIES WAS PUBLISHED ON IT!!!

I kidd you not.

This is the story that was published:

Last night our doorbell rang. I answered it to see a black garbage bag with two feet sticking out the bottom. I stared for a moment, then it jumped up, and ran down the street. Confused? So am I. MLIA

That story right there? Completely true.

I just thought I would share the fantastic news, as

I have been trying to get a story published on there

 for quite a while now.

And I did it.

P.S. you should go to that website.

It is really great.

Maybe you can get a story published too.