Shopping with the SIS.

Oh man tonight was so much fun. Brittney and I went shopping for a dress to wear to the valentines day dance and i seriously didn't stop laughing the entire time. We were in target and she was commenting on my hat, ( it was one of those sock looking things that hang off the edge of your head) and i said, " I'm hiding voldemort under there and i would have worn my turban but i would have been over dressed" but i couldn't even finish saying it with a straight face... it was hilarious!! Then we were in the dressing room and brittney kept on saying the "f" word ...( which is actually fat)... but it was just funny.then we were driving home and we pulled up to a stop light and the guy beside us was looking at me and brittney said that the guy is checking me out.. so i looked over and was like " ooohh no, no, no, he is not allowed to check me out, he is driving a yellow bug... man card revoked." brittney laughed forever about it. Then we went and dropped off some dinner that brittney made to my grandma and just had a really good night.. i needed that! THANKS BRITT

Healthy.

Making a resolution to become healthy. These come and go like days in the week. Sunday night you lay in bed and look down at the bowl of jelly sitting where your abs are supposed to be. So you make a resolution that starting Monday you will eat healthy and exercise. This resolution usually last me until thursday or friday. when all the friends are going out and getting a bite to eat or you just decide it's the weekend and you deserve to reward yourself for making it all the way through. Then the vicious cycle starts all over again. Well this is me saying I'm done starting over. I'm done making excuses. I'm done not being happy with the bowl full of jelly. I am gonna be a fitness makeover story. I am going to be the girl that other girls are jealous of at the pool. I am going to be confident wearing anything i want. I am going to be strong. I am going to fight til the end. So here it goes. The final goodbye to the cycle. I'm breaking it and breaking out into a new me. A healthier me. A faster runner me. A stronger me. A happier me.

Random thought.

So pretty people like to be friends with ugly people because it makes them look even more pretty. Ugly people also want to be friends with uglier people so they don't look as ugly. And so on and so forth. This thought brought me to the conclusion....UGLY PEOPLE ARE POPULAR!

Summer.

The definition of summer is a very complicated thing. To some it may mean freedom. To others it could just be that it gets hot outside. To a high school student summer could mean: getting a summer job, playing at the pool, having a summer fling, getting tan, bare feet, and vacations. But like all good things, they must come to an end. This is proving true. The new clothes shopping. Paying for books, figuring which classes you have, trying to figure out where time goes. Although a new school year is exciting, it also means that summer is about to end. So take those final summer trips to the lake, the final kisses under the moon, and keep those shoes off as long as possible, because summers coming to an end....and fast.

Dear Megan...

Hey this is Helena!! Bahahahahaha!! I hacked yo blog, sucka! I got on the computer and it was logged in, sorry. But since I'm in your blog, imma write you a letter. =)

Dear You.

I love that you know what I'm thinking when I don't even know what I'm talking about. We always seem to agree even when we don't. (Confusing, right? =) We are spontaneous, creative, boring girls who both love and hate boys at the same time. Rodeos and dancing are kind of our thing along with hammocks and babies and playing. Plus about a hundred thousand inside jokes. Some jokes come and go, some stay for months, but they're stupid and make us laugh and I love it. I look up to you so much. I really don't think you know how much. Your relationship with your brothers and sisters (Zach), the way you are with kids, the way you act around guys...don't laugh. Honestly. I'm jealous of your sense of humor, your hottie mchotness (Don't deny it. It's a Hammock Truth), again, the way you act around guys, and how you make sweatpants awesome. Also your uniform. =) I'm sorry I flirt with Zach. But honestly, how am i supposed to NOT? =) I love that I can vent to you about EVERYTHING. From mom problems, to boy problems to problems about myself. You know more about me than most people and you are someone that I trust with that. I've told you soooo much about my life, but there's still some things that I would like to tell you and talk about in the future, but our 17th summer isn't the time for that. For us, going out on a Friday night means putting on heels, lip gloss and heading to Wal*Mart. =D And I love it. Occasionally we might go to the mall...if we're feeling really ambitious. Hahaha! Country music is our genre and summer with the windows down is the best time to play it.

I don't really remember when we officially became best friends, but whenever it was...thank God. Honestly. Remind me sometime to tell you about the time you saved my life. 10th grade. Literally SAVED MY LIFE. Thank you. I can't tell you how grateful I am for your friendship, stories, sharing, venting, listening, playing, arguing, and loving. You really are the best friend I've ever had and I am grateful that God gave me you during high school. Looking back, I needed you in high school and (Ahhh! =) college more than anywhere else in my life. Sounds cheesy but, yeah.

I LOVE YOU TO FARKING BITS AND PIECES, GIRLY!!! Hahaha! Sorry I commandeered your blog for a day. ;D

-Helena

A fresh start.

Concluding the awfulness of third term has come to an end. The atrocity of the long winter months have finally seceded and it's a beginning of a new term. Fresh off the print. A place to start with not an F in sight. A place to try new goals, to actually go to school. The smell of spring is coming upon us accompanied by the scent of success. It's a chance to get those grades I want my parents to be proud of. It's the freedom you get when your parents think your responsible. It's a fresh start.

popularity.

Popularity. it's when you can't walk ten steps without someone coming up and talking to you. It's when everyone asks you about your weekend. It's when you eat lunch with people you don't even know. It's when you always have something to do on the weekends. Friendship. It's when you walk every ten steps with someone. It's when someone actually cares about how your weekend was. It's when you never eat lunch alone. It's when you have no idea what your going to do until you do it.... So which is more important?