Top ten lies of the end of the school year

GOODNESS!!!
It has been so long since I have written on here! Life has yet again changed, and things have swiftly become different. Influences and friends I have had in my life are no longer there (Some for the better, some for the worse) and I have made new friends and gained more righteous influences in my life.
Okay, just so my wonderful readers do not think that I have forgotten about them...Here are the top ten lies told by people at the end of the school year!
1) We'll hang out over the summer.
This one is the biggest lie because very few people follow through with this 'promise'.
2) We'll probably have classes together next year.
There are thousands of students in your high school, and only eight classes in you schedule. It is not logical to believe that you will, in fact, have classes together again. A class at the very most is possible.
3) I am going to miss you over the summer!
Unless they are one of your closest friends, it is unlikely that they will miss you. People are selfish, it's in our nature, so it is more likely that they will get involved in their own lives and forget all about you until the fall comes around.
4) You'll remember the things I taught you this year.
This is usually said by teachers. It is almost ALWAYS wrong. Why the crap would I remember how to split genes and find the DNA strand's sub-particles. We barely know this crap in class, why would it stay in our brains after like, four months of no school?
5) Our relationship is special, it will last the summer. 
Summer is a relationship murderer. Months of barely seeing your "baby" make it hard to stay together. Your relationship is not special, it's a freaking high school relationship. If it does last the summer, then it most definitely is, but it is highly unlikely.
6) I'm going to get tan this summer.
If you are not already starting to tan from the springtime sun, it is unlikely that you will tan from the summer sun. If you're a total whitie, accept it and move on darling.
7) I won't change too much this summer.
This is possibly the biggest and most uncontrollable lie ever. People change. Experiences that we have had influence out personalities and reactions to situations. There are a lot of new experiences and situations that go on during the summer that change us. Accept it. It's a good thing.
8) I'm going to be busy this entire summer.
You may think your life is hectic, but  it probably isn't. As teenagers we tend to over exaggerate things. You might be busy a lot, but there is no way that you won't have at least some free time. You're not a machine, you're a freaking human being. Enjoy life you idiot.
9) I'm going to get in shape this summer.
If you're not already starting to get in shape, and working towards it, it is unlikely that you will do so in the months you have off of school. Be realistic, you're going to spend some of your time being a couch potato like the rest of us. Not always burning fat and eating celery.
10) I am excited for next year. 
This may be absolutely true for the kids who love school and do math for fun, but for the vast majority of us, we will spend the last week of summer grumbling about having to go back to school. So shuttup you wannabe.

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!!