NEW YEAR 2012

It's a new year! How are we going to celebrate? Let's make some changes!! *applause* But let's get real here, how many New Years Resolutions make it past March? Or even to March? The best way to actually keep the promises we make to ourselves at this time of year is simple; start small. For example if your goal for the year is to lose weight take it by weeks. Start out with week one: watch calorie intake. Then move on to week two: exercise twice this week. If you start small eventually you'll make your goal.
One of my personal goals is to be more nice to people, in the way that I think, and the way that I act and talk. This is going to be hard because I'm stuck in a bad mind set that makes being nice a little difficult. I have a plan to make my goal and stick with it. Comment and tell me your goals for the New Year. I'm curios as to what everybody wants to change.

Merry Christmas!

Ah, Christmas is in the air. (: I finished all my shopping and now I'm just sitting back and wrapping presents like a boss. (: I'm really glad my life is starting to get normal again. After all the crazy crap that has been happening since October, I'm glad I'm finally drama free and happy as a lark. (BTW, what is a lark? And why is it so happy?) Who decided to use such an odd expression?)
On the topic of Christmas...It drives me nuts when people say, "Happy Holidays!" Instead of, "Marry Christmas!"!! I don't care if you tell me happy Hanukkah I'm okay with that, If you tell me Happy Kwanzaa, I'm okay with that, but not Happy Holidays! I don't care about being politically correct! I just care about the sentiment! People choose to be offended. Grr, that really kills my mojo. I hope this year has been good for you my wonderful loyal readers. :D I love you and I hope your Christmas is Merry. Lol, Stay Amazing (:

Broken Heart?

I found this on the web and it hit home with me so I'm putting it on my blog. Please read the whole things. I love you guys (:

"Broken heart? Read this. Trust me.

I know you miss him and I know you think you can’t be without him. I know he told you he loved you and I know he said he'd never leave. I know although you knew you shouldn't have believed that, you did and I know you want him more than anything. I know you spend extra time doing your makeup and hair perfect just in case he looks your way and I know secretly, yo...u want to bump into him anywhere you go. I know you get that feeling when you walk past him and I know you just want him to look your way. I know he called you his baby and his number one and I know he told you he loved you at the end of each of his texts. I know he told you after he's caused you so much pain. I know your face lights up at the mention of his name and I know that you were his world and I know he made you happy. I know you re-read the saved texts from him that you should of deleted ages ago and I know you can’t figure out what’s making you still like him so much even you’re scared to talk about him to your friends because you don’t want them to know how amazing he is. I know you still get that tingle feeling if he so much as looks as though he's looking your way and I know that the whole day you'll be analyzing what that look meant. I know you know he used you and I know you always forgave him for all his faults no matter what. I know you smile bigger, talk louder and laugh more when you see him anywhere near and I know that’s because you just want him to notice you again. I know you compare every guy to him and I know you'd do anything to prove your love for him. I know you take out his mistakes out on everyone but him and I know you don't mean to. I know you read your saved Facebook conversations you had with him every night and I know you cry every time. I know you think you won't care for anyone as much as you care for him and I know you tell everyone you’re 'obviously' over him. I know that you don't know that I can see right through that. I know you listen to the songs that remind you of him every night and I know you cry yourself to sleep. I know you'd do anything to be perfect for him and I know if it meant you had to stab yourself the next day after seeing him, if it meant spending a whole day with him, you'd do it. I know you can't figure out what’s so different about him to all the other guys you've been with previously and I know he's the reason you look in the mirror too much. I know you get that feeling every time you get a text, just because of the slight chance it might be him and I know anyone can see the hurt in your eyes when you find out it isn't. I know you can’t figure out why he left you and I know you'll never get an answer to that question. I know that. Trust me. Now listen. I know he doesn't miss you and I know he doesn't look at you twice. I know that if he does catch your eye it's because you’re staring at him and he's just looking around. I know your texts to him were deleted a long time ago, along with the Facebook conversations and I know he's dating a new person now. I know for a fact that he doesn't compare her to you. I know he doesn't have feelings for you anymore and I know he just doesn't care. I know he doesn't care about you no more. He never did. Trust me. I should know. I know you can relate to everything I said because he made us all feel the same. Do me a favor please? When he's done with his current girlfriend/boyfriend, pass this onto her/him. I know you will because you appreciate this as much as I did when it got passed to me. Knowing you’re not the only one he's hurt though makes you feel better, I guess. I wonder how many more people he’s gonna hurt. P.S, I know you still miss him. Even after reading this and realizing someone else felt exactly the same way about him that you do now. But trust me; the person he's dating now will feel exactly how you felt. Remember you gotta be strong, keep your chin up and your head held high. [You will get over him], I promise you. It’s just gonna take time.only a real bestfriend will say this..thanks Corey."

Love you guys, Stay AMAZING for me (:

Scared to death

We are all human (Well MOST of us are...) so we all get scared, but one of the scariest things in life is letting someone in. Letting them get to know you, letting yourself get attached, letting yourself feel something for them. I think one of the biggest reasons it is so scary to like someone, is you know there is always going to be a goodbye. Whether it is a break up, a death, a move, rejection,  or even time, you're eventually going to have to let them go. That hurts. It's not the goodbye that is so scary, it is the hello, because at hello you know you're eventually going to have to say goodbye. That is why some people choose not to even let the hello happen.
We are all fragile little creatures, no matter how much we claim we are not. We all go through heartbreak, loss, and goodbye. We are full of emotions that tend to dictate our actions and therefore dictate our character. What other reason would someone have for killing someone else? It's raw emotion that drives them. It's emotion that is so dangerous. Think about your family, think about what you would do to protect them against a man wanting to cause them harm. Would you not be willing to shoot them to save a family member? That is what scares me. Getting so attached to someone that I would be willing to kill to keep them safe; getting so attached that it kills me when the goodbye eventually comes around. No matter how much we want it to, things will never be the same after the goodbye. You may say hello again, but it'll never be like the initial hello, the goodbye will always be there, and therefore  you two will never be the same.
People scare me. They straight up scare me, because I know most of them think and feel the same things that I do, and I'm pretty scary. We all have the same fears, whether it is death, spiders, or the fear of losing someone close to us. It's scary to be human, because being human implies being weak, and weakness is the root of fear. Feeling powerless is the one thing we all fear, and what could make you feel as powerless as goodbye?
While most of us have religions that teach of an after life, there is always some doubt in the back of our minds, and that is called survival instinct. It's one of many reasons that it hurts so bad to lose someone. We all want to live and flourish to carry on our species and enjoy a fairy tale life. Notice though, that it is the fairy tales that tell of "goodbye" that mean the most to us? "The Fox and the Hound", "Bambie", and even "Dear John". The stories relate closer to us, warm and wound our hearts at the same time because they have a basis of reality to them.
People are scary. Relationships, friendships, partnerships, they are all delicate social ties that have to be very diligently balanced in order to work and be maintained. Never in my life have I been so hurt by a friend as I was these last two months. The pain was almost unbearable. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't even breathe without the pain digging its hooks into me and trying to drag me down. All because of a painful and unavoidable goodbye. I'm scared to death that this will happen to me again, so I work hard to love and maintain my wonderful friendships and remind people that they mean a lot to me. I wish more than anything that I could stop being so human, leave behind the survival instinct, and just take the leaps. Just be able to love without fear of the loss; say hello without thinking of the goodbye. No amount of wishing will get me anywhere though, I'll have to learn to jump, and pretend I have wings to catch myself before I hit the ground. In the end I do not want to be scared to death, I want to be happy to live.
Stay Amazing (:

Epic Twelve's video!!

Holy crap! So I love and live music, especially Techno! It's my favorite. SO I was on facebook today (What else is new?) and I was looking at Basshunter's page and he posted this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nXmSWSXyA3s
My mind is blown. The kid is only sixteen. I love this song and I want it on my laptop so I can jam to it all the time! I love it!! Check this kid out!

You're beautiful. (:

    Wow, it has officially been WAY too long since I've posted. Sorry guys. My laptop was attacked by evil little viruis demons created by  people who love to spread hate throughout the world. -.- Yeah, sorry that is a touchy subject for me.
    Well anyway, I was on Facebook just browsing along and I found a video that one of my friends made. It is talking about how girls always tear themselves down and try to bring others with them. How due to the media's fake face we all have this fake perception of what we're supposed to look like, how we're supposed to dress, what body type we're supposed to be. This is something I see not only in myself, but in every other girl that I know. The little comments like, "I look like crap today." or, "This shirt makes me look fat." are huge indicators to the beast that has taken over our self-esteem. It makes me so sad to think that every beautiful girl I see in the hallway, the store, and even the mall, thinks that somethings is wrong with her. It's not fair and it's not right. We are all daughters of God, worth more than rubies. If we see ourselves as less than someone else just because we think they are more attractive or pretty or funny or smart or whatever, than we are truly going to destroy ourselves.
   Today I had to get dressed up for a play I was going to with one of my classes. I had my hair crimped, my makeup done all perfectly, and I was in a dress, yet the whole day I felt like I was still as gross as I am in my sweat pants and a T-shirt. Four different guys called me pretty or complimented me in some way, and yet I still felt like I wasn't good enough. Zach's video put that into perspective for me. I am a heavy girl, (that is not at all intended as a diss on myself, but a fact of life.) so it is hard for me to feel pretty, but watching his video made me feel better. Even if no one else in the world can see that I am beautiful, I will. That is the promise I made to myself today, and I may break it a million times, but in the end I will do everything that I can to keep in mind that I am God's greatest creation; woman.
   I love you guys, and if you ever need anything, or want to hear my thoughts, opinions, or elaborations on anything, feel free to comment or email me. Now please watch this video and Stay Amazing! (:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5iSBP5fkbDs&feature=youtu.be

August 22nd

  Today is the three year marker. I love you Julia. You will always be in my heart and on my mind. I hope everyone else won't forget you. Wait for me big sis, there are just some things I still have to do here on Earth and I'll see you up there in like forty years. I am so blessed to have had someone as Amazing as you in my life. I love you!

 

 

Amazing you

My tears flow and fall,
The world comes to a crawl,
All around I see the pain inside of me,
See how great others can be,
If it wasn't for you,
I have no idea what I would do,
You showed me the greatness inside of me,
The greatness I can come to be,
And now I am sitting here crying yet again,
But not like I did then,
Today I cry because I have found this peace,
Gone and defeated life's beast,
Now I can hold my head up proud,
Feeling tall as a cloud,
Just a matter of time before they try to bring me down,
I feel like I could leap tall buildings in a single bound,
Let them come to make me fall,
I will teach them all,
What it means to have love,
Not to spill blood,
So as I sit and write this I am thinking of you,
And all the extraordinary things you do,
How you always seem to just be there,
Even when I don't know that I need you here,
How your hugs can change the world,
And your eyes can see my inner little girl,
You have taught me how to fight,
You have taught me how to make things right,
It was you to hold me up when I fell,
It was you who was still there after the final bell,
If it wasn't for you,
I have no idea what I would do,
So, to you I say thank you,
Thank you for just being amazing you

Education Week

I have been attending Education Week up on Brigham Young University campus all week and so far it has been a blast. The talks have been so amazing most have moved me to tears, and if you know me at all you know I do not cry very often. This experience has really helped me learn what I need to do, need to know, and how to do if for my Heavenly Father. I have not always been very strong in the gospel and all things God, but this has really been an eye opening experience. For all of you who have no idea what I am talking about, of have never been, Education Week is basically a bunch of "Classes" you attend on the gospel. I know that sounds so incredibly boring but it really is not. It is SO fun. The fact that there are also a lot of cute single Mormons walking around does not hurt. (: If you are not a member of The Church Of Jesus Christ And Later day Saints, I challenge you to ask me about it. Ask me to explain and teach you my beliefs. I can assure you that we are not a bunch of Satan worshiping heathens like most people think. I will bear you my testimony that this Church is the only true church on Earth; that God the Father and His son Jesus the Christ live, and that the Holy Ghost can always be a constant companion to you if you live in the light of our Heavenly Father. If I have offended you in anyway by speaking my beliefs, please come talk to me about it. I would love to explain. I love you guys, Stay Amazing. (:

Assuming the worst.

Every one just assumes the worst in a situation. It pisses me off. People are not always out to get you, to hurt you, and to just be a jerk! I have a stupid mouse that causes lots of problems for me often (But I love it because it is my laptop mouse and I just have to love it.)  and when playing 21 questions on Facebook I sometimes mess up stuff. Like I'll click yes when I meant no, and no when I meant yes. Well this happened and someone sent me a message saying, "You're answers were pretty *******." I was confused because I try really hard not to say mean things even when I think them. So I sent this person back a message and explained to them my mouse problem. I asked them what I had said that was so freaking mean that they felt the need to send me an angry message about. When they told me what I had said I almost cried. It was really mean. So I explained and it was all good, they totally understood and even apologized to me. But why is it that people always just assume that we're jerks? Like, "Oh she sniffed in a strange manner when I walked by after volleyball practice, she thinks I stink! What a jerk!" When really she had just been crying or had bad allergies to something. Our first response is to just assume that everyone is out to get us. What is that about? Well, that is my rant for now. If you have the answer to why people assume the worst let me know. I'm curious. Stay Amazazing!!  (:

Happy 20th Birthday Julia

Joyeux anniversaire soeur gros, tu me manques tellement! Vous auriez eu vingt ans aujourd'hui. Fou n'est-ce pas? La vie ne sera jamais la même sans vous. Près de trois ans depuis que vous avez morts. On dirait que jamais, et pourtant il se sent comme si c'était hier. Difficile à croire que j'ai vit trois ans de ma vie sans toi. Notre frère est un idiot n'est-il pas? Toutes les choses stupides que vous at-il ressent le besoin d'une place vous. Me rend triste et fou en même temps. Je vous sens avec moi, parfois, et il est l'un des meilleurs sentiments que j'ai jamais eu. Je sais que vous serez toujours là, avec moi, même si je ne peux pas voir, sentir, ou que vous touchez. J'ai dit à mon ami un peu plus sur une expérience que j'ai eu après tu es mort et il le libellé comme suit: «En parlant à mon âme». Aimez-vous! Vous avez eu une belle vie, et maintenant dans la mort vous êtes toujours étonnante.
 TRANSLATION:"Happy birthday big sister, I miss you so much! You would have been twenty years old today. Crazy is it not? Life will never be the same without you. Almost three years since you died. Seems like forever, yet it feels like it was just yesterday. Hard to believe that I have lives three whole years of my life without you. Our brother is an idiot is he not? All the dumb things you did he feels the need to one up you. Makes me sad and mad at the same time. I feel you with me sometimes and it is one of the best feelings I have ever had. I know you will always be here, with me, even if I cannot see, feel, or touch you. I told my friend a little bit about an experience I had after you died and he worded it as, "Speaking to my soul". Love you! You have had a great life, and now in death you are still amazing. "

Here is a poem I wrote about Julia a little while ago. It is posted on my other blog "Night Fallen".

Moving on

I thought it was jut the wind passing through,

But much to my surprise it was you,

Sending chills down my spin,

Letting me know it will be all right,

I cry everyday since you left Earth to escape,

Oh how your absence is filling me with such heartache,

I'm drowning our mamma in my tears,

Although time has passed into years.

I am missing you yet again today,

So very haunted by your smiling face,

You're reaching out and letting go,

 Working so hard to let me know,

You are there for me,

Even though it is just your picture I see,

You'd hold me in your arms,

You are so close, yet so very far,

The days have gotten dark,

And moving on is always hard,

But you  left me with your mark,

To be left forever in my heart,

So until we meet again,

I will be moving on to meet my end,

And at last we will be together,

To spend happily the rest of forever

I wrote this in memory of my sister, Julia Lea Robison, 1991-2008. RIP Jewel, we miss you so much.

Sleep ranting...

I have decided to put an end to cat diaries. Too hard to write, too hard to read. Any protests? I thought not. My birthday was good but the "party" will be better. I am taking three close friends to Lagoon this week and it shall be epic. I am a lazy personage. Mhm, Now stop your complaints. (OR I SHALL MAKE YOU SUFFER!! EXCRUTIATING PAINS!!!) In other words I will add the song "Friday" By Rebbecca Black to this. (I''m kidding, I love you too much. We should use that song in interrogation rooms. I would confess after the fifth time they played it...anything to make it stop...) What is up with The Amazing Staci? (Yeah, I am talking about myself in a third person...I think it was the mention of that torturous song...makes me weirder than usual...) Nothing. NOTHING! Well...something. I am going to camp soon...and then Education Week up at BYU in August. Yeah, I am so ninja...OH MY GOSH! I have news. Everyone who knows me and loves me will be excised about this. There is a blender called a ninja. Imagine that conversation..."Yeah, I have a Ninja in my kitchen. They chop up my food for me at the speed of electricity. Oh, and their black..." I don't know about you, but I would feel like that was something to brag about. I would be super proud of this. I saw the Winnie The Pooh movie. It was cute. Made me sad that the voices were not the same as my childhood. Stupid Walt Disney! They take away all the wholesome shows, change my characters, and add pure stupidity to everything they air. Just you wait...when I am rich and have some pull in the community...things will change. For the better! (Unlike Obama's campaign. He said things would change. And they did. FOR THE WORSE!) Yeah, I am just on a rant tonight. Lots of stuff happening lately that sucks worse than a five dollar hoe. (yeah, that was a wee bit inappropriate. Sorry. I try to keep my blog rated G) But it was funny, huh? I am so sorry...Naw, not really. I just feel slightly bad...Oh, BTW! I have recently learned that no one should ever let me use an electric razor. My dog looks like he got spat out by a lawnmower. I am not kidding. Poor thing had his dignity shaved off. He was a sheltie, now he looks like an over grown hampster that found itself in a garbage disposal. Special shout out to my "Aunt" Terry. Love the purse and the shirt! YOU DA BOMB! I just got the urge to beat someone with a large foam covered bat until I cry tears of joy. Any volunteers? Come on! It would be a late birthday present...This has no real subject does it? I am like...sleep ranting. (I say sleep ranting because I am tired, and when I get tired, lack of sleep causes me to say things that are really true...sometimes too true. The truth causes pain or whatever...) Well...this has been an AMAZING rant. Love ya, stay Amazing. :D

Sleep attack

I was woken up this morning by my father at five in the lousy summer morning. So I helped him get out the door, sat on the couch, and the next thing I know it is noon and I am dying of heat. I have no idea what happened. I do not remember laying down, I do not remember shutting my eyes, it is like a total black out. For all I know I could have been mind controlled by some crazy serial killer and made to beat and murder people. IT WAS LIKE A FOR REAL SLEEP ATTACK!!! The scariest part is that this is not the first time this has happened to me. There have been many times when I have no recollection of going to bed. Once I found my self asleep on the stairs at my friend's house when I had gone to sleep in her room about a hundred yards away. Another time I was asleep on my downstairs couch when I fell asleep in the car. Crazy. I think I suffer from sleep walking, or sleep attacks, or I am implanted with a mind control device. (Mose likely the third option, because I know some shady, smart people who would love to control my epicness,) That is all for now. Stay AmAzInG.

Cat diaries. Part one?

Week one: I find myself dragged away from my mother and in the paws of a giant, red furred, pale monkey. He walks me to a structure and takes me into it. I scream at him to put me down, and I also scream for my mamma to help get me out of his clutches. Inside the structure he gives me to a much smaller, younger female. She holds me and gives me care and comfort. I learned to love her. Then I was passed on to meet two more humans, obviously the dominants of the pack. I find that chewing on their large, soft paws is much fun but I am still scared. The scariest part of this place is the two wolves that haunt its halls. The largest one, a huge tan creature came up to sniff me and all I could do was shiver in fear until it stopped its assessment of me. I fell asleep in the arms of the young female, completely accepting her as my surrogate mother.

Week two: I have grown to love it here. Free food, love, and there is another cat here. She hates me and won't let me get too close yet but I intend to get close enough to learn from her. I have no cat mother, only a human mother they call Staci, and the other mother is Staci's mom. The big dog is now gone, which my Staci seems heart broken about so I try to cheer her up by attacking her feet as she walks and ripping up her cords. I am now forced to eat dry cat food as well as the crappy mix and heat stuff that is the replacement for my mother's milk. I miss my mom but I am learning a lot and the humans are kind, but they tend to spray me with water whenever I attack things I'm not supposed to or get on things they don't like me sinking my claws into.

this has been a diary entry or two by my kitten monster. This is his perspective on life and I thought it would be enjoyable by cat lovers every where. Stay Amazing. ;)

Independent

I am an American, therefore I am Independent of all the plots, cruelties, and opinions of all of man. I am free to think, act, and worship as I wish. I am a daughter of God, and I am America's daughter. I am left to my own devices to enjoy the pursuit of happiness. Any man, woman, or plot that attempts to take these rights and freedoms away from me will parish under the boot prints of my American soldiers. Any one willing to stand up to my brother's in arms will be under the mercy and might of such brave men.We, the people of the United States of America are the finders and followers of Justice, the land of the free, the home of the brave. Today is this great nation's birthday. The day when our ancestors and for fathers were given the same rights we have privilege of today. Today was the day thousands of men fought for and died for, and thousands more still do so to protect and defend such rights. As the American people we tend to take such blessings; such rights, for granted. Today is the day to recognize and give thanks for such rights. Happy Birthday America. May we all take today to not only remember the lives that were sacrifices for such beautiful freedoms, but may we also remember to keep these rights and hold on to them with our lives. It is not an enemy invader that stands on our door step threatening to take them away, it is our own people. Our leaders, their followers, and the power hungry leeches that are so willing to take away such rights that we need to fight and protect against. Those who ask us to forget that God is the one that gave us this great nation, and all that we have would have us see the destruction of this great country and all of its liberties, because the moment we forget that which God has given us, is the moment he will take it away. "I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation under God, Indivisible, with liberty and Justice for all." Our founding fathers were in the right to put, "under God" in the pledge of allegiance, because it was under God that we were created, it was under God that this nation was created, and it is under God that we still live.Stay Amazing. ;) Stay free.

BORED

Ah, summer. The season of freedom, the season of love, and the season of boredom. I am so bored I could cry. No one can hang out lately, and no one is around. I have finished all my video games and I will scream if i have to sit on my butt for one more hour. AGHHH! Get me out of this house! Please! Anyone! Just get me out of here!. Love you! Stay Amazing.

Not a second thought

He will never get a say in how I feel, how I live, and who I love. He will never get to tell me what to do or how to do it. I am my own woman, and I do not take orders from someone who is clearly below my league. I no longer care what he says, thinks, or does. I am too strong to be weak for him. I am too smart to dumb myself down for him. I am too tall to lower myself to his standards. I will continue to use the blessing of freedom of speech until my voice is no more. I will continue in the pursuit of happiness until I have found heaven. I would rather die a warriors death in the quest of what is right, then to die in the arms of someone I do not love, nor will I ever love. I have a mind of my own and you have no right or reason to know what is on it unless I want you to.  He needs to realize that I need space as much as I need love, but I do not need his love. I have the love of people who matter because they matter; they give their love and never threaten to take it away if I do not consent to what they ask, they love me, stubbornness and all. He is the mud stuck in my tire, rolling under me over and over and I am unaware of his presence. He is the dead bug on my windshield, just getting in the way and making my unable to see life as it is. He is the gum in the carpet, a true pain in the rear end to try to get rid of. So my readers I tell you this: He is not worth a second thought to me, nor should he be to you, because his way is not the right way. Do not ever let someone like him get you down, make you live in fear, or try to silence your voice. You are too Amazing to put up with someone like him, just as I am too Amazing to even mention his name. Love you, Stay simply Amazing. ;)

A few tips to help you get off your butt

Yes, As I have said before, summer makes us lazy. The cure? Follow these few simple steps. ;) (K8 T this is in answer to your suggestion. Thanks for the ideas. Keep them coming. ;)

• Wake up before noon. No matter what time you went to bed, get up by at latest, ten o'clock. This will help keep your mind fresh and you up and moving. When you sleep in til noon you just feel like a lazy slob and do not do anything for the rest of the day. GET OFF YOUR BUTT!!
• Make plans for every day of the week. They don't have to be huge plans, just enough to give you something to do each day. Like today I am going swimming. Tomorrow I have a date, Thursday I have plans with a friend, and Friday I have plans with a few friends. Just motivate yourself in little ways like this and it will help you to GET OFF YOUR BUTT!!
• Do a chore a day. Yeah, I know, we all hate cleaning and what not, but really it will help to keep the house clean, you to not feel like a slob, and it will get you off your butt. Eventually you will run out of things to clean, and when this happens, feel free to make a mess for tomorrow. (I am just kidding.). So what have we learned? Cleaning helps you GET OFF YOUR BUTT!
• Limit your technology time. Yeah that sounds like a big pile of poop, but if you give yourself limits, you will be happier. Instead of wasting your day in front of your laptop *COUGH COUGH*  you will find better things to do with it. It is so easy to be on Facebook forever, but if you tell yourself, "only an hour or two" and then stand by that you'll feel better and GET OFF YOUR BUTT!!
• Tape a sign on your mirror, your door, your laptop, your tv, your couch, and your forehead if needed that says: GET OFF YOUR BUTT!! It really will help you GET OFF YOUR BUTT. ;)

That is all. Stay Amazing. ;)

Monster.

The other day I was sitting on the couch, browsing the web on my laptop and out side the window I hear this little high pitched scream. I turn to see my brother (Kelly) walking through the door with this little fuzzy screaming creature tearing his claws into my brother's hands. Kelly tells me to go grab a box as he sets the little kitten down. I do so and ask him where the little fuzzbag came from. So, here, my dear sweet readers, is the story of Monster the five week old kitten.
Kelly: "Me and some friends were walking down the side of the street and we hear this little noise. As we got closer to this road kill we found this little kitten screaming and pawing at his mother's dead body. So the girl I was with picks him up and takes him home. We bathed him and took care of him but it soon became apparent that she could not keep the little cat. I knew that Mom and Dad would not be happy but I had to help the little guy so I brought him home." Kelly says to me, "I didn't want to see him die. He is just so cute, and a little monster at that." Soon after my brother declared the kitten's name to be Monster. My mom and I had to go to the pet store and buy some kitten formula so he would not starve. Mom was worried that we would not be able to keep the cat, seeing as how we already had two cats (one an indoor, the other an outdoor) and two dogs.  When my dad got home he was sweet talked into letting us take care of Monster. At my yard sale this weekend I sold  one of my dogs (which I am just heartbroken over.) and I was crying. I looked at my dad and said, "You realize that now we can't get rid of the cat, I would have no heart left." My dad agreed to keep little Monster and now the new addition to our family is purring and rubbing against my face. Welcome home kitten. Welcome home. Stay Amazing. =)

YARD SALE

YARD SALE!!! JUNE 17-18 7015 SOUTH 3480 WEST WOODGREEN ROAD! COME BUY FOOD AND AWESOMENESS. DONATIONS WILL BE ACCEPTED. ;D (if you love me, truly deeply and madly you will come. Cause I am, after all The Amazing Staci) love YOU GUYS, SEE YOU THERE!. We are raising money for religious educational purposes. It will be a ton of fun, I am doing it with two of my best friend's and we have a lot of cool and random things on sale, so I will see you there!!

Goodbye Shariah.

Yesterday, June 8, 2011, my friend Shariah Casper was struck by a train and died instantly. She was a good friend, not all that close, but she still had a huge impact on my life. She was the type of person who would put you in your place when she knew you were wrong, and she could care less what people thought of her. She was the type to play to the beat of her own drum. I loved that girl, even though we had our differences when it came to opinion of religion and politics. She had a heart of gold, under a fighter's armor. We  miss you pretty girl, RIP and may our prayers be with your family and friends in their time of need. 
A friend of mine made this. Check it out but be prepared to cry! http://www.youtube.com/user/SmileesForYou
In other news, I sent in my author's proof today. Yeah, I am getting a poem published in a book. Cool right? I had to condense it which is every artist's worst nightmare and something I am not very happy about. It is crazy to think that MY work will be in someone's book. People will buy and read my art. OH MY GOSH! You have no idea how scary, yet exciting that is. There is a billion different scenarios running through my head where everything fails and I turn into a stupid, washed up dreamer, crazy. Maybe I already am. Who knows, and who is to say? Love you guys! Stay Amazing. R.I.P Shariah! I will always keep you in my heart.

losing it

It is official, I, The Amazing Staci, am losing it. There is a huge pressure on me, that will stay on me through out the summer, there is a complicated social life, and I have cabin fever. I have been out and about but I am dying to go on a trip, maybe see my family. I can't though, I have too much responsibility, and I am too broke to do very much. I want to run and scream, go camping and hunting, but at the same time I just want to lounge on the beach. I am going to go crazy if I am forced to sit around all summer. I want to find a secure job but we all know how hard that is for the young in this economy. Not only is the cabin fever driving me crazy, but there is a harsh situation haunting me, always looming in the corner, and I think I just stepped into the shadow. I need something of substance to drag me back into the light, yet I seem unable to find it. Pretty soon I am going to be one of those weirdos walking around muttering to themselves and screaming when forced to go home. Yeah, I am losing it. GAHHHHH!!! That is about it for now, I'll update you on my fragile veil of sanity soon. Love you! Stay Amazing.

Lazy

There is something about summer where all the boys get sluggish and glued to the TV whilst girls find themselves spending way too much time in front of the mirror or computer screen (Who, me? NEVER!!....) Summer is the season of lazy. Honestly, there are days when I can barely find the motivation to get out of bed. What is it about this magical season that prompts us to waist it by spending our time inside?  Our parents are always telling us about "the good old days" when kids were always out on their bikes, never inside sitting on their behinds. What has changed? Is it that we now have a lot more technology or is it that our discipline has turned into "Oh Tommy, you lit the house on fire after eating all the candy and throwing a tantrum over your video game, put your nose in the corner." Where in our parents' day and age it was, "You spilled apple juice on my carpet??!!! Go pick your switch so I can bend you over my knee and beat your butt!!". I think it is a mixture of the two. I mean, sometimes you just have to beat some sense into your kid, and they should only spend so much time in front of any given screen. Our generation has gotten so lazy!! Sure we don't have to make our own cloths and hunt for our food, but that does not mean we should spend all our time on our butts! No wonder they are getting bigger! (Well I admit, I have a big butt that has seen a lot of use, but I am trying to do something about it.) That is my rant for today. Stay Amazing. =)

Growing up

So summer is finally here., Yay. Can't believe how much life has changed in the last three years. It is mind boggling to thing back and see how much you have changed, and how much life in general has. Teenage years seem to change you almost as much, if not more than, your toddler years do.  As teenagers we are on the edge of the beginning of our single lives where our parents won't be there to coddle us, or fix our mistakes, but we will have to own up to the harsh reality of life. Because of this we are forced to change and mature at quick rate. Some of the things we have to learn is how to control our emotions, our physical needs and wants, and recognized the difference between wants and needs. Growing up is a scary thing. That is all for now. Stay Amazing. =)

Day to remember

So it is yet another holiday, which makes me yet again a grumpy person. I don't do well on holidays. I know, I am so sorry that I have basically been neglecting my blog but things have gotten crazy. I got a new phone and a new number, I have sworn off boys for at least two years (well boys that are more then just friends) and I have gotten really sunburned. Enough about me, to the good stuff now, eh?

Memorial day is a day to remember the dead. Mostly for those who have died for our rights, freedoms, and ability to make our own choices, but also those who we care about, those who impacted our lives for the short (or long ) time they were in them. It is not for remembering that they died, but remembering their life and the happy times we spent with them. As most of you already know, I lost my sister almost three years ago, and memorial day is one of the hardest for me because it is a reminder that she is not here, but it is also a reminder that she once was, she was a huge part of my life and it is really hard to move on without her but we can't just dam life behind the bricks of sorrow, you have to keep flowing in the currents. So remember all those who don't have anyone to remember them, love those who you never met, and remember this: In all of life, the one constant is change, and death is change's brother. Remember not only the hurt, but also the joy, the times spent under the stars in the mountain air, the late nights spent talking and catching up with one another, and most of all the times you were there for them; holding their hair while they puked, cleaning up their spilled milk so they didn't get in trouble for still being awake, and the time you just held them while they cried for reasons unknown. Remember their smile, their voice, and their smell. If you can't, then remember that at least you are thinking about them. It is okay to hurt, but it is not okay to sink yourself in it. You have to skim the surface once in a while, but never dive right in. I know first hand that is it's hard to get through it, but remember, I am always here for you, and so are a bunch of other people, you're never alone. Here are some songs I find work well with this topic. Stay Amazing.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e5p41PQDKw8&feature=BFa&list=WLB7AAF44F32029E11&index=14

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77pQPqFkBgw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFO7T2VPwdA&feature=BFa&list=WLB7AAF44F32029E11&index=11

Who am I?

So I just took like, a million quizzes on FaceBook and I just got this answer on one of them...

"You are a counselor. You are the one who want to help everyone. You can see and feel the pain that others are going through. You strive to remove that pain but there never seems to be anyone to be there for you when you are in pain."

That was so close to home that it made me tear up a little.  I have a little challenge for you, my readers. Who am I? Describe my personality, everything you know about me, and your personal thoughts about me. (Don't be afraid to get into the nitty gritty stuff. I want honesty) Everything from my personality, my flaws, my traits, my face, Everything. You can tell me via comment or send me an Email. The person who describes me the best and I feel knows the most about me will receive a hug and total Amazingness recognition on this blog. (If I can't give you a hug, I will send you an email with lot of love in it.) I want to know how well my readers know me. If you are one of my followers and I don't get a comment of email from you answering this, I will have to shun you for, like a week. Sad week that will be. So tell me who I am!!! (I know who I am and am quite comfortable with myself, but I want to know who really knows me.) Love you! Stay Amazing. =D

Coming soon

I have a post to type up, it is really good, but I am being a bit lazy seeing as how it is like, the very end of the school year. I am freaking out about deadlines, boys, and keeping relationships intact over the summer. So, my Mind Invader and I had a talk, and I let them see past my shields. (Something that I never do) Scared out of my mind about telling someone so much about me, let alone that specific person. Also, it gives them the chance to hurt me, and I hate feeling vulnerable. I AM NOT ONE TO BE WEAK! (didn't even mean to put Caps lock on, just sort of happened.) Really worried about how life is going to be from this point on. Somehow I feel like it is the turning point, everything is going to change, and I am not such a fan of the unknown. I like having things planned out and know what is going to happen, not be caught by surprise. This new post will be called, Dear World . It is a letter to the world, from myself. I wrote it as I was getting into bed one night, and when I woke up, I had a masterpiece plastered to my pillow. Sorry this post was so boring, and I am truly sorry that I am being a slacker, but my grades and social life are demanding my attention. Here is a song or two I love, hope that makes up for the lameness, after all, this is not the Lame Staci, this is The Amazing Staci. Stay Amazing you magical little ginger-hearted hotties. ;) -Yeah, I know, that is really strange, but...shut up. :D-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BzE1mX4Px0I&feature=autoplay&list=WLB7AAF44F32029E11&index=12&playnext=1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t5Sd5c4o9UM&feature=BFa&list=WLB7AAF44F32029E11&index=23

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ooZwmeUfuXg&feature=BFa&list=WLB7AAF44F32029E11&index=28

Guy questions.

So, I'm oh so confused. Subject? BOYS! I have a few questions but not sure who to ask, so If you know the answers my sweet readers, for the love of all things fuzzy, comment and tell me.

• Would a guy rather have a girl let him see her cry, or a girl that does not cry?
• When we do cry does it make them want to help, or just annoy them? If so why and what can we do to change that?
• If a girl sees a guy cry how should she react? Comfort him or turn a blind eye?
• When a guy gives you his jacket cause you're cold, does it mean he likes you?
• Why do they care so much what we mean when we answer, "Mhm.", when we're upset with them?
• Would a guy like it if we gave him flowers?
• How do you know if a guy sees you just as a friend, or if he likes you more then that and what should you do in response to this news? Is there a "right" way to handle it?
• Do guys have "fat days"?
• When a guy knows you like him does he feel excited even if he doesn't feel the same, or is it just an annoyance?
• Is there a guy out there who actually picks up the hints girls lay down, who does not also like men?
• Is it stupid for a girl to want a smart "manly-man"? Is there such a thing?
• Do guys ever think about how they are dating another guy's daughter and that they too were once hormonal perve, or do they really think that the dad has no idea what that little creep is thinking?
• What are the top five things a guy looks for in a girl. (be honest.)
• Are guys as shallow as they seem, only seeing a nice body instead of seeing a sweet heart?

If you can answer any or all of these, please do so. If you guys have any questions about girls, feel free to ask. I am so willing to answer.

Feeling Not-So-Amazing

We all have those days when we are no longer on top of the world, but it is on top of our shoulders, weighing  us down so we can no longer fly. Well, what do you do when you feel like this and how can you fix it? Easy, do what you love. If it is a sport play til you drop, if it is reading, read til your eyes can't take it anymore. Just do what makes you smile, hang out in places you love, with people that you love. I just went through a harsh break-up yet again and so I'm no longer on top of the world, no longer on my game, but  plan on changing that. I am going to go play some volleyball and blast some tunes if I can round up a few friends, but that means I have to find my phone which seems to have dissipated through the night...Anyway, just do what makes you so happy you can no longer be sad.  If you don't know what to do, call me (if I ever find my stupid phone.) or email me and just talk to me. You don't even have to talk about why you're sad, just talk to me. I will make you smile; that's my skill you know. When it is your heart that needs mending, it will be love you'll need to be hearing, when it's your frown that needs turning, it will be me who has you smiling. ;) Right now, I am doing what I love, talking to you guys, expressing myself. Now I feel a whole lot better. If you need a little more boost here are a few links: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYhJFjagd0s&feature=autoplay&list=WLB7AAF44F32029E11&index=9&playnext=4 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s7ko68F20s&feature=autoplay&list=WLB7AAF44F32029E11&index=10&playnext
Hope these help you to smile, if not, then listen to something that does. Just get that icky feeling out. (I never use the word icky, but it is an adjective that just seems to work with what I'm saying.)

"Shake your thang,
 Talk so loud you start to scream,
 Run so fast you can't be caught,
 Laugh so hard you feel you'll pop," -Staci Lyn let it out On Night Fallen

Love you guys, and remember, you always have the right to feel Amazing. Stay Amazing. =)

Dreams

Dreams: Your subconscious's way of sorting through everything you saw and felt, noticed, or subconsciously noticed. When you get crazy dreams it is usually from a lot of stress, and it is surprising what your dreams can tell you about both your mental health, and your physical health if you just know how to listen. I have dreams about my Mind Invader a lot because that person is always in my thoughts, always in the corner of my vision. This may sound strange but I can sense when they are around, like, I know when they enter or leave the room and I can always tell when they are not around and what they are feeling when they are around. Well I had a dream about them and it really worried and made me mad at the same time. I hate knowing that they are such a huge part of my mind, that I'm that attached to them. UGH! IF ONLY GUYS COULD READ MINDS!!!! Then I would not have to explain anything to anyone cause the majority of my friends are guys and the rest that are girls and don't need an explanation. Anyway, apparently it is not enough for my Mind Invader to haunt me when I'm awake, but also when I'm asleep. I would rather chew off my own hands than let what happened in my dream happen in real life. The thing is, that I have this sick feeling that it is going to happen. That makes me so incredibly angry. I'm mad and nobody gets why because I can't tell them the whole story without sounding completely out of my mind. This person is a dream walker, walking through my mind, walking all over my heart, and walking my thoughts as if they were a deer trail through a forest of the uncertain sane world, leading to the solidity of insanity. For when you are insane everything is expected. You expect people to treat you like you're crazy, expect them not to entirely trust you, but when you are sane you are never sure of how they will treat you or react to you and your decisions. Ah, sanity only goes so far THEN SOMEONE PUSHES YOU OFF A CLIFF INTO THE SWEET BLISS OF THE CRAZY. Thanks, just thank you so much my Mind Invader. Stay Amazing my sweet readers.
PS: I just found this quote and I'm in love with it. =D

"Duct tape is like the force:  It has a dark side and
a light side and it holds the universe together."
- Carl Zwanzig

BEST DAY EVER!!

Me and my mum hung out all day and it was great. We went and got tea at a cute little tea place, shopped at a British store, and then went to a huge mall place. Then we went to the cemetery to see my sister's grave, and then to her friend's house to see how they were doing. Then we got home, and went to a neighbors to play games and chill. It was so much fun, I haven't had a day like that in forever. Really needed some time with my Mamma. =)
On a different note....You suck. No one is commenting and I doubt anyone is even reading this. Fine, just fine. That makes me sad on the inside. Like completely broken. If you want a broken The Amazing Staci just keep ignoring me. Your choice, but do know the world would be a darker place without me. YOUR CHOICE. Now, for a Mormon moment...CTR: choose the right...*HINT HINT* Stay Amazing. (Or stay average, you know, like not commenting makes you. SO AVERAGE!!!)

Mind Invader

Much like a space invader I have someone on my mind and I can't keep them out of my thoughts. It is going to drive me crazy. My mind invader is really sweet but at the same time bad for my health. They make me dwell on the sad, not on the happy and I just can't take that right now. I can't stand more sadness. Life is to be lived, not remembered. I can't just sit here, being sad that I can't make more memories or lost in what happened instead of what is happening. I wish my mind invader would just go away for a little bit, I can't take their presence in my head for much longer. The worst part is that they act like my conscience. Every time I even think something that is not like, saintly there they are in my head giving me a look that could make Hitler want to cry. Blue eyes that penetrate my soul and the hole left where a heart should be. (I don't have a heart, I'm too Amazing for such a stupid ball of emotion in my chest.) A voice that makes me want to giggle but at the same time makes me so so so sad. I can't walk anywhere without my emotions and logic fighting for control. Emotion is screaming that I should go talk to that person, while logic is telling it to shut up and me to go about life. (Hey, you are just jealous you can't hear the voices.)  I want t get that little Mind Invader out of my brain and just go on about life, but no, they are always on my mind. What is that about? Ugh, help Staci, please. (At this moment I am not all that Amazing...more like,..Meh.) Let me know what it is and how to make this little Invader go away. (Or at least stop bugging me) Stay Amazing cause I love you and that is reason enough to. ;)

Hope

"I hate hope...Hope is the crystal meth of emotions, it hooks you fast and kills your hard."

-Jennifer Donnelly REVOLUTION

I hate hope. It crashes you from the clouds it lifts you on, and lifts you to the clouds you crash from. Hoping something will happen, hoping they'll notice, hoping the world will be a better place, hoping, hoping, hoping. It is pointless to hope if you don't take action. It is a do or don't world, there is no try. So hoping is stupid if there is no action behind it. Who is smarter, The man who hopes for gold to find its way into his pocket, or the man who works for the gold in his hand? The second man. He is not wishing, fantasizing on what will likely not become a reality, he is working to make it so. Hope makes me so frustrated. Getting your hopes up can be fun, and emotional high, a world of happy, full of possibility and excitement, but when you get your hopes up, you raise your expectations and the world sucks when it does not meet them; you end up sad and slightly pissed that life did not go the way you imagined it would. "What is the point of writing a script in my head if the other person gets their lines wrong?" Hope is pointless in day to day life, although sometimes it can get you through situations you would die from without hope. Cancer, war, and other horrid tragedy. Hope is, in a way life, but at the same time it is death. It kills you when things don't go your way, yet when nothing is going your way you have hope something will. It breaks you down, shatters your heart, and leaves you bleeding in the dirt, wondering what the crap happened. (Sounds like love, right?) I love you guys, and I hope even though I know there is a chance it does me no good. Ah, the naive have nothing on the informed moron. Stay Amazing.

I give up

Sorry but no more fact of the day. I'm way too far behind. You probably really missed your Staci, and I'm sorry for that. My computer was...on vacation....(lets just leave it at that) So here's what is new with The Amazing Staci.

• I've had a taste or rejection, which is totally a new thing to me. I always get who I want, and this time I didn't. What's that about? I think it is just because he is more shy than most guys, and not my usual "type" so he wasn't quite sure how to handle it. That's cool, it ended well, we're still just friends, but I hope with time that will change. I really like him.
• My grades are not that hot. It is the last month of school so I'm distracted with life and making summer plans. I'[m working hard to fix that though.So no worries, I have yet to not be worthy of my title as The Amazing Staci. The day I am not worthy of it will be the darkest day on the history of the internet.
• I've got my nails done so typing and texting is a lot harder. Because of this fact I don't do much of either one, but for my readers, Amazing as they are, I will type.

That's about it. There's only a few minor details but they are not even worth mentioning. I love you guys. If you are against me giving up the fact of the day, let me know. Send me a sarky comment or PO'd email. I can take it. Stay Amazing. =)

Complication and Simplicity

GIRLS=Complicated.
So basically every thing we can think of about girls is complicated. From our mourning routine, to our thought process. We are complicated.  The way we interact with other humans is complicated, the way we file and sort data we have learned. Girls are like a super computer. We connect everything, stream new info along with the new, and are always, always updating one another. We tie emotion to everything like places, objects, and even people. We are always thinking like, seven things at once, and it is very hard for us NOT to think. We always over think stuff, and we read too much into a situation. Even our fricking body is all complicated. (Well more so than a guys'.) We are, to put it simply, complicated.
GUYS=Simple.
So I am not a guy, so keep in mind I can't talk for them, but here are a few things I have learned about guys from being around them, talking to them, and observing them.
Guys basically need only three things in life. Food. Motivation. Sex. (Gasp!!! She just said the sex word.) Food is what they think about the most. It is a primal instinct to find and eat it. (Why do you think so many guys hunt?) You don't feed them and they get mean, grouchy, off task, and irritable. So feed them. Next is motivation. Yes, they need it to get through the day. Without it they would be lost, lazy little couch puppies. Give them a "good" reason to do something and you can get them to do almost anything. Last is sex. (Gasp!! She just said it again!!) You fill this need and they are happy. They eat for energy to have sex, they are motivated by sex, and it is basically what controls them and makes them run. There are a lot of good guys out there who don't give into this urge until they are married which I give them points for, however every guy has dirty thoughts. They think about all sorts of nasty things. You may say. "No not [insert name here], he is a good boy! He would never think unclean things or be perverse." WRONG!!! They all have thoughts like this, especially in their adolescent years when they are first discovering sex.
Guys are simple. Girls are not simple. Facts of life. I want to change this oh, so very much, but it will never happen. Stay Amazing.

My pledge

I will never let the world turn me invisible. I am not, will not, and cannot be so. I will not be silent. I will scream to the stars, cry to the moon, and sing with the sun. I will dance with the rain. I will run with the wind. I will sleep with the grass. But, of all of this, I WILL NEVER BE INVISIBLE. I pledge to give my love every day. I pledge to always reach out a helping hand before I walk away. I pledge to turn the other cheek when the world says something mean. I will not be taken down. I will not be silenced with a look, and listen to the world's degrading opinions. Yes, I am one human. ONE. But to one I will one day be the world. I pledge to think about it next time I am feeling down. Next time I am sobbing my eyes out, next time I feel the sting of rejection. The person who I will love without wavering faith, the person who I will spend the rest of forever with, the person who will accept each and every one of my flaws and love me for them all the more, is walking the Earth right this very minute. They have felt the same rejection, the same pain, the same loneliness and sorrow. I just have to keep looking for them. I pledge to find that person one day. I pledge to make their suffering easier to bear, if not go away completely. I will be God's hands, working to make the world a beautiful place so I might find my beautiful world. I pledge to stand up for the beaten down. I pledge to speak for the voiceless. I pledge to be a better human just because I know the world could use one less monster. I pledge to think before I speak so as to not say something mean. Just as I will never be invisible, you will never be without a friend. You will never lose your voice, nor your mind. I will be that if you ask. I will not let you down. I will paint you with color when you feel gray, and I will show you the light of the day when you feel trapped in the dark of night. You WILL NOT BE INVISIBLE. I will make sure you are seen. Maybe, just maybe, one day you will take this pledge and stand beside me. I wish you to be strong enough to do so. If you are, leave me a comment. Email this to a friend, or just tell someone about this pledge and hold it in your heart when you walk through life. I love you. Stay Amazing. ^_^ -Staci Lyn

Nameless writing thingy.

I'm not sure what to call this, or what it even is. I wrote it today. I like it a lot. Feel free to listen to what it says. love you peoples. Let me know what you think.

"I see that glint in your eyes and I know what you're thinking. I see the way your steps falter, and I know what you're feeling. I listen to the way your heart speeds up, and I know that you're scared. I feel the way your tears stream down your face, and I know that pain. I hear your voice crack, and watch you look down in shame. I know everything you think I'm missing, I'm seeing all that your trying to hide. It is like hiding who you are behind a wall of glass. Your emotions cause me to hurt just the same as they do to you. You have no idea that i know, you have no idea just how much your feelings show. I know you won't listen to me if I tell you I'm here for you. I know you won't want to hear it. I know that you're in denial, not wanting to admit it. I have walked in your shoes. In fact, I have run miles in them. I know exactly how that situation was to me, but I must admit I am not you, so I have no way to know the difference. However, I do have a lot of experience. I just want you to know that there is someone out there who cares. Someone watching you struggle, and dying to help. Wanting to reach out, not to let you go. I want you to know that my heart is always open, and my shoulder is always warm. You may think I don't care, but that is because you've been hiding too long behind that hair. I miss how things used to be. I miss seeing you smile without the pain in your eyes. I miss listening to your laugh without hearing it forced. I want you to be happy, I want you to see, I am always here for you whenever you have need, and I know right now I know your need is great. I know that you feel you have to wait, try to let the tears dry, try to not let me see you cry. It is pointless. I've already seen it all, seen it in your eyes, so you might as well tell me, I won't judge. I am always waiting for you to embrace my hug. Always wanting to stop you from the fall. You may not see your own value, but that is because you have no idea how valuable you are to me. I want you to see that life is worth living, I want to show all that you're missing. I want to dry your tears forever, not just for today. I want you to run to me, not hide in dismay. I love you, you idiot. Life is moving on with or without you and I sure don't want you to miss it. I'm your best friend, or just the girl willing to hold your hand. Whatever you want to call me, just make sure that you know me. You don't have to love me, to know I care. You don't even have to know me, just know I'm here. I am comfort. I am without any other name. I know you don't want to admit it, but there is someone out there other than myself who cares. They're just scared to let it show, afraid of how you'll act if you know. Stop focusing on your own pain, and listen to someone else's for a change. You'll soon see, there is a lot of reasons to be happy. For once, just listen to me!!"

 Stay Amazing. =)

333-Only about 3% of all mammals are monogamous.

Not even sure what that means...but I think it is a bad thing.....???

334-There are more American $100 dollar bills in Russia than in the US.

Lol, I can see this fact making people go crazy and talk about how it is Russian plot to over throw our government by making us poor or something stupid like that. I think it is entertaining to see that they have more of OUR money. Hmmm...Obama, I think you have some explaining to do....

Broken boy

I saw this on the internet and I just had to add it on here. It made me cry.

"I want to fall in love with a broken boy, a boy whose heart was broken before I came along. Not because I enjoy broken people, but because I want to show him we're not all the same. That I'll love him unconditionally and embrace his every flaw. That I won't treat him like she did."

I feel the same way. I hate emotion, I hate it with a passion, yet I'm drawn to it. I want to save the world yet I know I can't do it all on my own. Even if I can't save the world, I want to save someone's world. I want to give comfort to those I can, I want to be the one they look to for a strong shoulder to cry on. I also want someone who is willing to do the same for me. Someone who does not run away from my tears, nor ignore them, but who'll brush them from my face and hold me til I laugh. Yet somehow I have a feeling that that person is too shy, too scared, or simply does not exist.  I want to mend hearts, heal wounds, and teach that little baby bird to fly, but I can't do that if I don't know how to fly myself. I am strong. It is one of my best features, yet even the strongest foundations have cracks and holes. I want to be an impenetrable shield, a suit of armor, yet I feel like a pillow or a water balloon that will pop at any second. I want to be the care taker, as well as the taken care of. I believe with all my heart that when you love someone you not only see their flaws-or their cracks if you will-but you accept them as a part of who they are and love them all the more for it. I want nothing more than to be swept off my feet, however I don't believe in love stories. I think that love does not just happen, it develops. I have also a theory on love. You know how people say there is such thing as love at first sight? Well I think that is not entirely true but it does have true aspects. I think that when you first meet someone you will love-friend or more than a friend-you have a gut jerk towards them. You instincts tell you that you have to know this person, and you listen to them, however it takes a long time to fall IN love. You can love someone without being IN love with them. Does this make any sense? I feel like I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve and giving the world knives. That I'm being super masochistic in writing this and posting it, yet I have to tell you not only my thoughts and opinions but also my feelings and emotions. Because of this I am very hesitant to post this, yet I can't seem to stop my fingers from typing and clicking the "PUBLISH POST" button. It would feel wrong not to let the world see what I've written. Please don't make me regret letting you see this very hidden part of me. Stay Amazing. =) P.S I think this post is too serious to have a fact, so I'll just add two to tomorrow's post. Sorry.

Perfection=retardation

It is stupid to attempt to strive for perfection. It is stupid to think that one day, on this Earth you will achieve such a goal, and it is stupid to let all of your self concept ride on it. Trying for perfect it like handing life a knife and letting your little balloon heart float close by. It is stupid because the harsh reality of it all is this: In this life, we will never be perfect. It is simply impossible. When you let your self concept ride on your goal to attain perfection you end up in this horrible cycle of "Oh-My-Gosh-I'm-A-Big-Failure" and end up hating yourself when you don't meet the impossible high standards/goals you set for yourself. Stop being a moron. Making an attempt to attain something that does not exist is stupid beyond all belief. I'm baffled by it's stupidity, like the act in and of its self is so unintelligent it leaves ripples in the atmosphere around the person attempting such a feat and in so doing so leaves them with the mark of failure that no other can see, nor erase other than themselves. Working for your goals is no personal crime, working for your realistic goals I guess I should clarify. Start small and build up to the whale goals. (The goals that change your life) by starting with the guppy goals (the little things you can do each day to attain what you want out of life) Stop worrying about the little details, stop worrying about things you can't change, and start worrying about what you can. It is pointless to obsess over something you can't control, just do your best to power through the trials, plan what you can, and then from there just let life takes its coarse. Don't be a moron. I love you peoples. Stay Amazing. =)


335-EEWW!! 45% of people admit they pee in the shower.
Okay, not only is that like five year old stuff, but it is bad for the drains, not to mention just nasty. I don't even think I want to dignify that with a response...if you're one of the people that does this, know that you disgust me.

Twitter-pitted.

I think it might just be spring, but I'm starting to notice everyone getting all twitter-pitted and it is getting really annoying. I hate how this season is like ramped up on hormones and everyone is getting googly eyes. I hate also, that I'm one of the affected. I've liked this person since the beginning of winter, but I didn't realize it until a few weeks ago. Now we're all crazy and thinking about the opposite gender and getting all stupid and hopped up on hormones. I think Spring should be like, "Tape you Teen" Season where you just tape you mouths shut so as to not have to listen to us drone on about our infatuations, and so as to prevent mouth to mouth contact. (I know this seems like a horror to even say let alone hear, but really, it would be a wise thing to do until the hormones balance themselves out.) Most of the time this season creates nothing more than simple infatuations, crushes if you will, that don't last the summer, and only end up living up the their names, and crushing you. Stop being a fool, open your eyes, and asses the situation. When did these feelings start? What are you reasons for them? Would you have ever liked this person at any other time? These are important questions to ask yourself to prevent from getting hurt. I know-from experience-that this is easier said then done. These are just a few of my opinions, and remember how I feel about people getting offended. (It is totally up to you to feel that way, I don't really care that you are offended, and I sure don't want to hear about it.) You can feel free to ignore my advice, but don't complain to me if things don't work out. ;D Stay Amazing.


336-In 2004 Virginia Atlantic Airways began offering double beds for the first class passengers.
 Now that is just bad marketing. Very Ironic though. People are sort of stupid...

Yeah, I'm boring.

Sorry but yet again it is just the facts. I'm busy and my internet died this week so I was unable to get on. Lame, I know but whatever.






340-A Brazilian designer has introduced a line of lingerie with GPS chips in them. 
um...Why? Was he afraid of pantie raids? Or like kinky death sex or something? I honestly don't understand why we would have need for such a thing...People spend money on such things?

337-Worldwide, hospitals give mothers the wrong baby twelve times a day.

What percentage of kids are given to the wrong parents each year then? Scary. Ha ha ha: "Ever feel like you don't belong? Maybe you don't!! Come on down to Jhon's DNA testing to make sure your patents have the right kid!" That guy would make a lot of money off of really stupid people. No matter if they share your blood, you were given to your parents and they raised you, so yes, they're still your parents.

338-Pilgrams ate popcorn at the first Thanksgiving dinner.

Does not surprise me. The Native Americans were the ones who came up with the stuff, so of corse they taught it to the Pilgrims. JEEZE people!!

339-If a male million air is married, his wife’s profession, statistically, would be a teacher.

This makes me want to be a teacher...I'll be one in a million! Lol, jk. I couldn't put up with people's kids for that long...

Running from the truth

As part of the human mentality, we tend to hide from the truth we don't want to recognize and or except. Why? Just because you can't see that lion stalking you, does not mean at some point it is just going to give up on attacking you. It will eventually leap from the brush and eat your face off. Do you like your face? I know I do like mine. Stop running from the truth. Yes, I am arrogant, yes I am fat, yes I tend to be rude when I feel my pride may be under attack, but that is just the truth. I am working on all of the above, yet I recognize them as truths, and in doing so I am working on fixing them. How can you fix a problem you refuse to see? Life is about powering through your trials, trying to make yourself the best person you can be, and enjoying God's gift. When you refuse to see an issue or weakness in your personality it not only can cause you a lot of problems, but it can't help you to become a better person. Change is the definition of life, and if you are afraid to change, then you are afraid to live. The only way to fix strengthen a weakness is to work on it, same as in sports, if you don't work to be better and practice hard, you won't. Stop hiding from reality, although it may not be the most fun thing, it is the only thing of substance we can hold onto. Letting yourself stay in the clouds is all fun and games until one day you come crashing back to Earth. Stay Amazing. =)

341-Areosmith has made more money off of Guitar Hero than from any of their albums.
Wow, you know you suck when.. They better be kissing their Agent's feet. That was a good idea to get them in the video game.

Dance Party

Who needs a little bit of a party? Who needs a little bit more fun and energy and a little less stress? (I know there are times when I do.) So what do we do? Well plug in your Ipod (Note, this should only be done when home by youself) blast your tunes, take off whatever clothing you feel like taking off (This step is optional, but I highly recommend pantless private raves. They are the best kind) and dance to that funky jam. It is a great stress releavier, and it helps burn calories. (something not all of us are good at doing) By the time you've danced as much as you can, your heart will be racing, you'll be sweating, and your mind shall be clear of all the "junk thoughts" (The thoughts you can't seem to get rid of that are worthless yet always there..) and you shall feel a little bit revived. Oh, and it would be a good idea not to tell people that you do this, believe me, I know. (Weird looks are fun to get once in a while but these are a whole different ball game) Only tell your close friends (you know the ones who you do the random fun stuff with, the ones who only laugh when they catch you making weird faces in the rear-view mirror.) so as to attempt to not get too judged. I know as your reading this you're probably thinking, "Staci, there is something wrong with you. Like seriously wrong." But you know what? I DON"T CARE!! What is life for if not being lived to the full extent, and how do you live life to the full extent when you're stuck wearing the restraining chains society places around your neck? Sometimes the world needs a bird finger placed in their face, and you need to just let it all out. (I do not support flipping people off, it is just an expression, don't take is serious.) Don't have any music that makes you wand to just dance like a crazy person? Well just check out some of my favorite songs on here!! On top of the world by The Cataracs is a good song but the music video is not family approved so if you want you can look it up but I'm not going to put the link on here. (The Amazing Staci tries her hardest to stay family fun and not be all "Oh my gosh Tommy what are you reading!!??" You know what I mean?) Well I love you peoples and I won't tell on you if you do decide to take my advice and just move your booty. I hope you enjoy yourselves. ;) Stay Amazing cause to do otherwise would be a crime. =)

342-By the time it is a year old, a mockingbird knows on average twenty-five to thirty songs.
Imagine if people were like that. Ugh, I know I wish I was but unfortunately I am not musically gifted in the slightest. It is more like musically challenged. I want to hear a mocking bird that can imitate a chainsaw or a jet taking off. Now that would be a useful little bird. Halloween would never be the same on my street. ;)

I dare you

I am not someone you can tell what to do, tell what to think, and tell me how to act. I can't be tamed. I am not one to listen to the crowd, I'm the one they're listening to. Don't you dare tell me what I'm thinking, that is not your place and you have no idea what is going on behind these hazel eyes. I am not about to put up with your arrogant ignorance. So I dare you to to tell me who you think I should be. I dare you to attempt to press upon me your idea of who and what I should be. "We are who we are, we can be no more, no less."-Sword of Truth by Terry Goodkind. Take into your heart, and the hearts of those who love you, who you truly are. You should never be anyone but who you are. Why even attempt to pretend to be something you're not? I know most would say, "Fake it til you make it." but that only applies to what you're working to fix, not who you are trying to become. I am one of those few people in the world today who will speak up when you cross not only my boundaries, but I see you crossing you own. I will never understand why anyone would want to be someone they are not. I tried being someone I was not in the beginning of middle school and I just ended up hating myself for letting that happen. I dare you to show the world who you are, not the mask they want to see. Show them all that you are Amazing, and like a rainbow (I know it's cliche) you will let your colors show. ;P This is a post that I don't seem to have any outline for (You can always tell when I don't have one for a post. It seems like I am rambling) but I still think that you get my point. I dare you to risk telling me who you think I should be. You know why? Cause I know that no matter what you say, I won't care cause a true friend would never ask me to change, and I would never ask anyone else to change who they are on my whim. Love you guys, but I won't stand for you opinions of me trying to take over the real me.

343-15% of Americans say they check their email in church.

Wow people, way to show reverence to your creator. What is the world coming to that we can't be away from our technology for the like three hours of church? Get a grip. 

344-A 2008 study has shown that if you smell roses in your sleep, you’re more likely to have pleasant dreams. 

What I want to know is how they found this out. That is really cool and I think that I'm going to get a rose scented pillow case or something after learning this. How would one figure this out? Some chick fell asleep with a rose in her hand or hair, and had a good dream so she decided to see if that would happen every time. That would be quite the story. 

345-Fidgeting can burn up to 350 calories per day.

HA!! ADHD wins again! That is so funny. That is why the weird kids are usually skinny...they burn more calories being strange..."Ferb, I know what we're going to do today!!" Lol I thought that fit in perfect. So do a little dance, make a little love, get down tonight! Lol. I am so happy to know this for fact!

346-The air in an eight ounce glass weighs as much as an aspirin tablet
Who found this out, how, and why would anyone care? (Oh wait, it is on my blog...so yeah, you care!) I didn't think air weighed anything but then again when I think about it, we have like hundreds of pounds of air pressure on our shoulders. Yeah, no pressure! Lol, that was so punny! (Eye roll and sigh) Sorry to be all dramatic bottle blond, I'm just in a really good mood and I'm being annoying. (ever been so annoying you annoy yourself? Or is that a feat in which only I could manage?) Well, I love you peoples. Stay Amazing!! =)