letters

receiving a envelope with your name on it leaves me a bit giddy inside.
Ive made a new friend, well more than one that is, the mail box&them.
And when i say "them" meaning those who come in pairs, wear tags and dedicate 2 years to The Church Of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints. aka: missionaries, Yes I love them.
They have a very soft spot in my heart.
This is the transformation where the boy becomes a man.
I have become Pan pals with a few. Its been the highlight to my distorted life.
Take a minute, write a missionary.

week one

Senoritas started early on Junior year. Now i have senior-senoritas. Its bad i know. I have a tardy problem.
Some times i walk around PGHS and wonder what im even doing there. Where do i fit in?
I have no tolerance for those who throw people down in the pit, those who use negative judgement.
Im done with the whole bit, i could walk out of PGHS for good&I wouldnt look back.
considering Im saying this the FIRST week of school is a bit foolish.
Well folks, looks like another year that PGHS will be seriously avoided.
just think happy thoughts:
I love highschool.
I love highschool.
I love highschool.
Just remember to surround your self with nice people who have common courtesy.
it will make it easier for you, guaranteed.

these days happen.

waking up today with 5 cold sores surrounding my mouth&three canker sours isn't the most pleasant way to start off a day. I could have blamed it on a day without chap stick, but quite frankly it was all that stress compacted. Prior to that, my brother wakes me up at 10. I had completely forgot my "soon to be" sister in law was dress shopping. My fever broke out and i wasn't able to make it. 

All i wanted was a hot bubble bath. Later finding out our water is shut off till monday night.(something wrong with a pipe) You have got to be kidding me. I needed to get out of my house! So I begin to drive my sister to walmart. A bug is crawling on the ceiling by my head and i freak out, loose the steering wheel and end up on the side walk on the left side of the curb. a foot away from a fence and inches away from a ditch. plus i didn't end up in a head on collision."someone was looking out for me today". Both tires on the left side blown. This was my first "sort of" car accident. I turned to my sister and cried&cried&cried. It wasn't the best day of my life.

Don't let a bad day feel like you have a bad life. it will get better.

good o'l PG

good news, i learned something today.

After dragging on about how much i want to get out of this place(Pleasant Grove)

I realized something. Its called Pleasant Grove for a reason.

it is quite a pleasant place. choose to enjoy, you can deary.

I'm stuck here for another year! high school only lasts so long.

hey look friend, we even have our own mountain with a G. 

old town center, its cute.

and a temple right up the road.

find joy in the place you live, you can, its possible. 

i found it.