My dream - Taylor Swift

I had the strangest dream last night. It was crazy, there were lots of funny things about it and very weird things but there was also something kind of telling of me in it. I was with my mom traveling and stuff. I'm not entirely sure what we were doing but it was incredible, so weird. We ended up some place and there was this big old thing about Taylor Swift being there. I go real excited but my mom and I we were stuck in traffic big time so I decided that I'd have to hop out and I picked up a bike to ride there fast. Some how I knew it was Taylor's. I got there and it was jam - packed but I had her bike and she was real confused because she couldn't find it. I walked up to her and apologized for having to take her bike. Being my dream she didn't mind but we hugged and I felt loved. She came with me and my mom to our hotel. She stayed with us and I got to ask her all about this stuff. I asked her about Taylor Lautner. Surprisingly in my dream she's not sure she wants to keep dating him, she actually was getting ready to break up with him. Being the good friend I told her to do what she felt was right. It was really interesting but the whole time she was part of my dream I felt cared for. Then she left because she had some more places to visit and then she was going to go break up with Taylor Lautner. Then my mom and I went home and that took a while. But when we got home I told it to my sister Marissa and she was all enthusiastic and all, it was great, then that was all I could remember of my dream. There are a few things in this dream that told me a little about myself. None being anything about Taylor Lautner. Now I think the first thing is that I would absolutely love to meet a stare. Especially Taylor Swift or a Disney channel star, I would just die to do that. It would be like a dream come true for me. So I really want to meet a star, especially Taylor Swift. The second thing is that I love giving advice but I don't take it very often. I love to give it because it's something I love, helping people. The last thing about my dream that has taught me about myself is that when I love something it never really gets old. I haven't listened to Love Story for the longest time and my sister Marissa said that she hated it so subconsciously I was trying to do that to. Not any more. Today, right now as I write I'm listening to it and all of my worries and frustrations are melting away because I truly love this song. I truly love my family but they aren't completely dependable and completely constant like a song is. My family can annoy me to the ends of my days but if I really and truly love something and it never changes I will always love it. So that's what I've learned about myself today.

My Story: The Boy on the Moon

Well this story I speak of is a story that I'm writing. It's this book, ya see, I want to be an author someday and I will be but it's gonna take some time to be sure. Now my story is a bout this girl who lives in the age of dresses on girls at all times and girls in the house cooking and cleaning. Well this family lives just a little bit more freely. She has two older sisters and two older brothers along with a little brother named Tyson. The oldest is Mary then Trent right after them comes the twins Sally and Tom them Lucy. She's the main character and it starts with her being ten, she's just little but her mom's having a baby and that's the day her story starts. She's kind of apart from her family so she does things on her own. The night Tyson is born she meets the boy on the moon. Now he's ten too. His name is Jesse James Moon but everyone just calls him Jess, well if he knew many people they would call him Jess. He and Lucy become friends and Jess tells her everything- almost everything. Never does he tell her the reason he raveled himself to her or why he helps with every family problem she ever had. The story will continue to long after she is 16 but when she's 16 she realizes something she didn't before. Something that Jess realized a long time ago. Well in a little while I shall post some more but at the moment I will leave you with this.

Fall Break

So this last weekend is fall break right. Well you know your supposed to have fun on breaks but as much fun as I had I wish it hadn't been quite so...well just so. I'll tell you. My sister Joanna got in two car crashes and my brother Karl had a spontaneous pneumothorax (new-mo-thor-ax). That is when you get a hole in your lung. Well he's had that three times before, none as bad as this time though. So Jo, my sister has this same thing, not as bad and she's in ICU Trauma. Karl's in the regular ICU. This all happens on Wednesdays. Pretty soon they get moved to regular floors in the same hospital. Karl had it bad, they did surgery and he's still in the hospital. Jo got out Saturday night, the night I slept over at the hospital with Karl. Joanna was and still is in a lot of pain. Karl is still at the hospital but they are going to let him go soon. First they have to take out his chest tube and see how that goes but it could definitely take some time. Mostly every one's fine but there are a few people I really appreciate now that I have been through almost all of this. Karl has this friend, he is the single best person I have ever met. I am so glad he is Karl's friend and that he is so close to him, mostly I'm glad he's such a good person. So I'd like to thank Karl's friend Chase. And this, like every experience has made me realize again how grateful I am for Marissa, Marissa is my older sister and she is so wonderful, so just another thanks to Riss.

Intro

Wow, I have a blog! I have wanted this for a while. My cousin Polly helped me out getting it set up. She is so great. My little brother helped me out with the title. That weird little brother of mine gave his suggestion and I did it. I am so excited to blog lots more, wow, thanks so much.