"Just when I thought it couldn't get any hotter, I fell in love witht the farmer's daughter"

So I went to the beach and it was great. I got to drink all day everyday and rekindle my relationship with one of my best friends as a kid, The Mace. I also got to spend some quality time with Katie who is probably one of the craziest girls I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. Normally I'm not the type of person who likes to eat in every night at the beach. I go for the "let's get dressed up and go out every night." When you're out with just a group of friends that's the way to go but being there with people who are practically my family it was easy to just chill out and have fun, drink all day, and have some good laughs. That's lame I know but it's true.

This had been a great day. Not really sure what we were dancing too.


Apparantly, I make this face all the time.


If I'm still having this much fun at 49 years old then I will be living a damn good life. Pam & Kaye wearing my grandmothers depends. Lol. =)


My favorite picture.


Lately, I cannot sleep. Not one bit. No matter what time I go to sleep I end up waking up after like 6 hours. Just like right meow when I'm writing this blog. I had like 5 hours of sleep last night and I can't sleep now and I can guarantee you I will be up no later than 10:30 or 11 in the morning. That calls for like 6 or 7 hours of sleep. I can't believe I am saying this but I can't wait to get back to school so I can get back on my sleeping schedule and my eating schedule then all will be great.

How does everyone feel about living in a dream world? Is it okay that sometimes I feel the need to live vicariously through my chick lit/romance novels? Is it sad that I wish life were that way sometimes? No, I don't think so thanks. It would be a different story if I actually thought that life happened that way but it doesn't. Or atleast it hasn't happened to me. If for some weird ass reason some guy comes in and sweeps me off my feet I will be glad to change my view on life. I may act like I live in my little dream world where everything is full of sunshine and flowers and love is like it is in my novels but I don't believe it. Or most of it anyways. I know that it exists and everything but I don't think that some good looking guy with tanned skins, great abs, blonde/brown haired, blue-eyed Romeo is going to come my way and rock my world. I wish that would happen. That's the dream and I hope it happens. If you like to live in a dream world like me, you do it to it. Nobody cares because everybody has there little dream worlds and if you don't you are full of shit. It's kind of like the Doc said "I have a Dream." Well you know what Doc King? I have a dream too. It's for my dream world to come true. That was your dream world doc. Sure, the slaves were freed but there are still the prejudice assholes who still judge people by their skin color, their character, and by how much money they have. And like Mr. John Lennon said "A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality." If you've got someone to be in your dream world with you, then you've got it all. And lucky you, hold onto that person and never let them go.

Okay well enough of that psychobabble bullshit.

Here's what I miss:
I miss living on my own.
I miss being a kid.
I miss when I could talk to my dad without being a smartass.
I miss Jamie.
I miss weekly lunches with Nikki.
I miss seeing Bekah everyday and talking to her about everything, including Taylor Swift.
I miss sitting and staring at Anna-Marie at her house.
I miss my Papa & Johnny.
I miss my Granma Mot not being sick. (For her, not me)
I miss Bailey, not seeing her for almost 7 months sucks.
I miss bee-bopping around to my own beat. (I'm starting this again)
I miss being the type of friend I used to be with you.
I miss not having a job.
I miss my daily routine.
I miss the beach.
I miss walking with Cornayyyy.
I miss spending every night with my best friend.