Why is it that when you want to do some you never have time and then when there is absolutly nothing to do you have all the time and energy in the world. I need to read this book called Cry of the Beloved Country and i still haven't gotten past the first page.

Love/ Hate

Why does there always seem like that there is always one person who you just can't stand. For me he happens to be my brother. Don't get me wrong I love my brother I would take a bullet for him, but more then have the time I cann't be in the same house let alone room as him. Why? Its a personallity thing I think. I can't stand the fact that some how he thinks anything nice i do is to get some thing even though I've never done that. Also he start everythng we do by saying i'm rude or i must want something because i'm nice or that i start everything. I love my brother,but we're never going to be close, and I think I've finally reached the point where i stop trying.

Home Sweet, Home

Got in from Nashville at one this morning, and i probably couldn't have been happier. So, even though me and my sister went on this trip together the people in charge decided that we shouldn't room together. So I got stuck with another girl from our church. i honestly wouldn't have minded if she didn't act so ignorant all the time. Apparently she doesn't think any of the following statements are offensive: That's so gay. People aren't born gay. You should be gay. I want to go shopping with a gay guy. That's so ghetto. That's retarded. Muslims want to kill us.
So this id what I had to put up with for the last four days. Along with never-ending babble and constant losing of my borrowed things. Appearently these comments only bothered my sister and me. The other people in are group thought it was funney when she said stupid things, but at thirteen I find it a little annoying how ignorant she is.
Changing topics before I stress myself out again. So remember when I said I was going out with one of my friends to the movies. We ended up seeing Toy Story 3. It was a good movie, and my mom didn't tell any embrassing(always a plus!). I also found out according to my sister it was a date.

Famliy

Just got back from D.C. I love my family, my familia, my menaje. Thier all so different but family is family. My family is every color of the rainbow ansd thier personallities match that difference. Yet we always seem to come though our reunoins closer. It just proves that diffences are a good thing and that bloods thicker then water. Heading to Nashville in the morning. I'm looking forward tto the trip, but i'm starting to miss home. Been travaling to see family for to weeks with only enough time at home to get new cloths.