Week 3- Ideal boyy

My ideal boyfriend would be tall with blonde or brown hair, short, like a buzz cut. He would have cute eyes like blue or hazel or gray. He wouldnt be fat but he wouldnt look like he doesnt eat. Muscles are always nice too. He would wear cute clothes... nothing cowboy, goth, or too preppy. Just like the fox and hurley t-shirt and baggy jeans... but not like to his ankles baggy. He would ride dirtbikes and four wheelers and go swiming with me in dirty creeks :D He would work but nothin major where he cant spend time with me. Oh i forgot to say that he should be really tan and smell amazing 24/7. prolly wear that cologne from pac sun or adidas or curve.. just something nice. I dont want him to be like 100% white either. i mean i want him to be like puerto rican too or maybe just some hot ethnicity. He hates all the same foods as i do cuz then i wouldnt have to watch him eat gross stuff like peas and tacos. He should prolly love watching mtv seeing how thats all i do. And he has to like kids and be really cute with babies. Uhhh a name. Well i kinda like forgein names. not like ones i cant pronouce or anything. hmm i kinda like the name Kayden. That would be cute. that would be a start of an ideal boy.

Week 2- my life as a movie

If my life became a movie it would include me, my baby, morgan, allie, and my mom. ((just as a few of the main ppl)) Kay well i could be played by Jamie Spears seeing how we both are kinda havin a baby at 16. My two best friends could be played by Camren Diez as Allie and Hilary duff as Morgan. Im not too sure who could play my mom... maybe Camryn Manheim from Ghost Whisperer. Ok but the plot of the movie would just be the struggles of growing up as a teen mom and how my best friends are prolly gonna get on my nerves cuz they are always going to want to hold my baby and feed her and just try and do everything for me. My mom would prolly be doing the same.. so the movie is about the struggling thing and how everyone starts to get on my nerves.

Week 1A. Change in my past

There isnt alot in my life that i really regret or would want to change becuase if you think about it, if you did something completely different than what you had, your whole life could be different. it could change alot more than just that one simple outcome. But i think if i could i would just change the fact that i was too scared to see my grandpa as sick as he was so i spent very little time with him towards the end of his life. Its not that i didnt want to see him or i couldnt make time for him, it was that i didnt want to see him sick and scared. If you just looked into his eyes you could see the worry and uncomfort. I didnt want to see that and remember him that way. I wanted to remeber his smile and his laugh and all the jokes he would tell me over and over. But it seems like now i just wish i wouldve spent all the time i couldve with him. Spent every second by his side because now i cant see him at all. I had my chance and i blew it. I dont want to change the fact that he died.. because then he would be living miserable and in pain, but like i said, i wish i could change the last bit of his life so that i was there more.

Week 8- Smell of Spring

When I first smell spring i remember back to when i was about 8ish or 9ish and my grandma babysat my sisters, michael and eleigh owen, and i. Well since we couldnt go outside all winter my grandma would have us clean her basement so we could play down there. But when spring came around and we could be outside then we didnt have to be cleaning. Michael and i would ride our bikes up and down the street, skateboard down the sidewalk, and just run around. It was soo good to be outside becuase we didnt have to use our "inside" voices and the whole not having to clean was pretty amazing too. I remeber this one time Michael and i were skateboarding on the sidewalk that leaded up to my grandmas door. It was kind of slanted and looked like a regualr sidewalk with the lil cracks in it and what not. Well we were going down on our bellies and it was michaels turn and when he went down he was catchin alot of speed. then a crack stopped him and he flew off and took a good size chunk out of his chin. we ran in the house and my grandma said we would have to put butterfly stiches on it. Michael was very scared of stiches and thought she meant like the needle and thread kind. So he started crying then when they brought the butterfly stich out he stopped and we laugh about it all the time now. ahh i do love spring.

Week 7- Odd habit

Well my odd habit isn’t really all that odd but whenever I brush my teeth I have to turn the water off 3 times no matter how many times I turn it on. And the water doesn’t necessarily have to be on when I’m shutting it off as long as the turny knob thingy moves to the right then I feel like its being shut off so then its ok for me to be done. Also before I can be completely finished, I have to brush my tongue 4 times. It’s kind of 8 times because I count going back and going forward as only 1. I’m not sure why I do the tongue thing but my teeth just don’t feel clean and brushed right if I don’t do it. I think I do the water thing because when I was like 9 or 10 I had a dream that the water didn’t get shut off all the way and it flooded my house and we lost everything and I almost drowned and so now I just make sure it’s really really off so that I won’t have to drowned :D

Week 6- I hate my job

I dont have a job right now but if i had to clean my room for 50 more years, i might just go crazy. It seems that all adults have clean rooms though, so maybe i wouldnt be cleaning it all the time. Im just lazy though so it is possible that i would be one of the adults that didnt have a clean room. If my room was till as messy then i mite see if my mom would just come over and clean it for me or if i was married (which hopefully i am at 66) then i will just have my husband clean it for me. Its just a horrible job and i cant stand having to do it. i hate cleaning period, but my room is the worst.

Week 5- Favorite toy

When I was about 4 or 5 I was obsessed with cow stuff. I remember one year for my birthday i got this really cute stuffed animal cow. It was really soft and i took it everywhere with me. I always slept with it and somehow worked in into the scene with the barbies. This one time I was playing with my cow, which i named coco, and the barbies and i pretended that coco was a magical cow that could fly and talk. I can't remember exactly what happened but i do know that my sister was making fun of me and was telling me that i couldnt do that. Well i didnt believe her of course and i ended up slapping her with coco. It all turned out great in the end because i got ot keep playing the way i was and i didnt even get in trouble for hitting my sister. Coco was my everything and meant the world to me. I wouldve been terrified if i had ever lost her. For some reason coco could always make me happy. i dont no if it was her big bulgy eyes or her cute little spots, but she never failed at making me smile. Coco doesnt exactly mean the same to me. I do still have her, but i dont lug her around everywhere like i used to. She still means alot to me and i would be upset if i lost her, but like i said, im just not as obsessed with her.

Week 4- Dear Kiddo

Dear Future Child of Mine,
I hope you find this letter to be exciting or at least a little informing. I am a very energetic person and I love being around people. I 'm a pretty smart person and I hope you grow up to be just as smart or smarter. I want to be a nurse when I get older and hopefully you will pick out a successful career for yourself and achieve all your goals. The world is full of mysteries and adventure, so I really hope you go out and live life to the fullest. I'm going to try and be a fun mom. I don’t want you to tell all your friends that I'm boring or anything. I will try not to be too strict and I will always try to make sure you are happy and things between us are on good terms. Even though I will be protective about certain things you do, I wont overdue it and make it seem like you should live in a bubble your whole life. I hope that you will be able to talk to me like a friend and not as a mother. I want to be able to help you through everything and I don’t want you to be scared to talk to me about anything. I might get annoying at times and say weird stuff but hopefully you can just brush it off and laugh at me. I will love you uncontrollably and I hope you enjoy having me as a mom.