Day 11: Those People I Live With

The people I live with...

namely my siblings.

A L L Y: Basically the best sister anyone could ever have. Truly. She is the one I go to with my problems, and probably one of my best friends. Ever. A wonderful photographer, and extra smart, she is completely fabulous.

T R E V O R: The brother. The one who is obessed with video games and dirtbikes. Very cool, and possibly the best dirtbiker out there.

M A T T H E W: The other brother. The one who loves legos. A lot. The one who won't answer if you call him Matt. Very funny, and also obessed with dirtbikes.

And there you have it.

The people I live with, AKA my siblings.

Day 10: What I Wore

This morning I searched my closet desperately for something to wear. Because I needed to do a load of laundry.

I ended up in Jeans from Papaya, a white long sleeve shirt, and a cute black tank with pearls and beading on the neckline, from Kohl's I believe.

I had actually forget I had that shirt.

I found it yesterday.

And I'm glad.

Day 9: Believe.

Believe 

[bih-leev] verb

"1. To have confidence in the truth, the existence, or the reliability of something, although without absolute proof that one is right in doing so"

I believe.

I believe in once upon a time.

I believe in miracles.

I believe you can become what ever you want to be.

I believe people change.

I believe you can make the impossible, possible.

I believe in true love.

I believe in God.

I believe life goes on.

I believe in love at first sight

I believe everyone is beautiful.

I believe I can become a better me.

I believe in books.

I believe in happily ever after.

Preference

 Me and Ethan at dinner

 Umm...I don't remember this picture...haha

 Jeffery, Ethan, Me and Brie...the winning team of the scavanger hunt.

The girls. (Me, Shanda, Skyelynn, Brie)

The boys. (Ethan, Brandon, Jeffery, Jordan)

Preference was fun. Way fun.

A photo scavenger hunt, smoothies, a fancy progressive dinner, and of course,

the dance.

All in all, it was amazing.

Our group was fabulous,

and we all got along great.

It was perfect.

Day 8: A Moment That Occured Yesterday

Yesterday, which was Preference.

In which we went to the dance, and happened to dance to my favorite song of all time.

You & Me by Lifehouse.

Turns out it's one of his favorites too.

Who knew?

It was perfect.

Day 7: The Best Friends...

My friends are the kind of people who can sit for 2 and a half hours playing the same game of Apples to Apples.

The kind that play Girl Talk, just for fun.

And the boys play too.

They are the people who just might be experts at rockband, and are really very smart.

The people who help eachother through rough times, and through all the drama of a high school student's life.

They are the ones who will steal the other's phone if it rings in the car.

We like to sing the song, Jar of Hearts. Really loud in the car. It's fine.

Quoting movies is normal, and so is leaving school at lunch, just to buy a huge bag of animal crackers.

Having a New Year's Eve party 3 nights before New Year's Eve, just because.

They are the kind of people I can trust.

The ones who won't leave in the end, who will stick by eachother.

No matter what.

They are my best friends.

Day 6: Today...Basically, Great.

It was the beginning of the sememster.

Which meant new seating charts, new classes, and possibly new people.

It was a good beginning,

mostly.

Except part of my day was like watching the movie Mean Girls.

(Which I happened to watch this weekend)

Now you may be thinking,

"Why does her blog post title say it was a great day?"

Because, I laughed a lot today.

Everytime a Mean Girls repeat happened, I laughed.

I may have looked stupid, because no one else knew why I was laughing.

But it's fine.

It was funny.

And 4th period?

I couldn't take it and I laughed a whole lot.

It was just that funny to me.

I chose to move on with my life today.

It was a new beginning.

A new start.

And I couldn't be happier.

P.S. I also went on a bike ride. Because there was no snow for the first time in a month. And I was happy.



Day 5: What Is Love?

What is love?

I don't know for sure.

What I do know is love is something magical.

Love is what everybody wants, what everybody is searching for.

Love is knowing that that one person is waiting for you.

It's knowing he will always keep you close to his heart.

Love isn't something to take for granted.

It's something special, something that everyone needs.

When you find it, never let go of it.

Never treat it as something you can just throw away.

Because you can't.

My question is this:

If it's so great, why is it so hard to find?



Day 4: Food

I highly doubt anybody who reads this blog really cares what I ate today. So I am going to change the rules of this post and just say one thing.

Y O U

A R E

B E A U T I F U L.

Day 3: The Parents

My Parents?

Fell in love a long time ago, and got married.

He loves dirtbikes, she loves quilting.

They have nothing in common, yet they love each other unconditionally.

He thinks he can sing and dance, when he really can't.

Except it's fine. Because that's him.

Playing Rockband with him is really fun.

She loves trying new food, when the rest of us don't

Except it's fine. Because that's her.

I tell her everything, and we are best friends.

They are perfect just the way they are.

And that's what counts

P.S. I know I am behind on the days...but I will catch up. I promise.



Day 2: A Love Story

My First Love?

Let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time, there was a boy. He name was Tyler.

We were in kindergarten and we were going to get married.

Because he had the most perfect blue eyes, and really long eyelashes.

And yes, I told him that. And we decided to get married.

My best friend, and his best friend were also going to get married. It was going to be a double wedding. Except it never happend.

But it's fine.

Because we were 5.

Then I moved. The funny part?

He was in my 8th grade science class.

And we were friends again.

Until high school came, and he went to one high school, and I to the other.

The End.

I know I was 5, and I didn't know what love was, but hey, for a 5 year old, who wrote love notes to him all the time, (really I did. They are in a box in my storage room), that was my definition of love. Liking someone for his eyes and planning on marriage.

I have never truly been 'in love'.

But I met this boy, and he is perfect in every way.

We have been friends for a long time, and I never thought anything of it. Until that fateful night he held her hand.

It was movie night, and I had no idea.

I went home after the movie, and cried for 3 days straight.

It was then that I realized I liked him a lot more than a friend.

A Lot.

And I didn't know what to do.

The sad part?

I still like him alot. Maybe it isn't love, I don't know, but it's something.

And I intend to find out.

But until then, I will wait. Again.

Because I have been waiting for a long time.

And I can wait some more.

Day One: The Beginning of 30 days.

I figured I'd give this a shot, so why not? (Oh, and you should check out her blog. It is lovely.)

DAY ONE:  Me. In pictures and words.

The Words:

My name: Rachel

I happen to enjoy random trips to Wal-mart, to get gummy worms and blue raspberry icees.

Reading is my favorite.

So is art. Preferably drawing.

I can't sing to save my life. Really.

I'm not sure where the year has gone, and why Junior year is halfway over. I didn't see that coming.

I happen to love British accents, and I want to go to Europe. Really bad.

I speak French. (Well sort of. I'm in my second year of French at school. So you could say I speak it...)

I'm ready to get on with life, and be finished with high school drama. Because it is no fun what-so-ever.

I own approximately 14 cardigans. You could say I'm obsessed.

Pretty Little Liars is my favorite show. Ever.

I like a boy. He is wonderful. But he doesn't know that.

The Pictures:

The result of a long car ride...lots of pictures.

oh what fun!


Tomorrow
Day Two: Your First Love

I Never Told You...

Sometimes, I wish boys would say "Hey, I like you. Let's go on a date." And I would smile and say, "Hey, I like you too. How about Friday?" And he would say, "That sounds great! I'll pick you up at 8."

But in reality, boys don't say that.

In reality, they flirt with you, tease you, and essentially lead you on until you fall for them. Then they turn around and kiss someone else. And then you're left with a broken heart.  And most of the time, they don't even know it. It never crosses their minds, what they have done. They never know, and you are too afraid to say, "Hey you! I liked you. Maybe even loved you. I thought you liked me too. But I guess I was wrong."

Finally...It's Here. 2011

2010 was a long year.

A lot happened in my life, and I have dramatically changed because of it.

I do have to say, I am excited for 2011 for a few of reasons.

1. It is a chance to start over.

2. 11-11-11 is this year. (Make a Wish!)

3. I am going to Preference.

It's gonna be a good year.