Prolific Profound-ness

So what does it really mean anymore, being friends I mean. Does it mean keeping in contact with people? Seeing people all the time? Making plans and then breaking them?
I dont really know anymore.

It seems like anything I've tried to do and continue doing never seems to work, and yet I look at others and their lives are falling into place. Things they want are happening at the drop of a hat. Yet I seem to be working my hiney off and getting nothing in return.. Even all the work I'm doing has no show value.

Am I too materialistic? Probably.
Am I too needy? Probably.
Do I need my friends? Absolutely.. I cant Live without them

Signing off again...

xx

Lo

So I've figured its kinda sad that friendships end. Believe me its hard to convince someone that you still want to be their friend when they wont even talk to you or make plans with you...
My one problem would be the tear that she cause when you know what happened ... Im going to be more mature than that and not even mention it... yeah..so dont try blaming me

Sometimes

Sometimes the things we are afraid of are the things we want the most...
Strange that one line can change my entire point of view...strange that pink swears mean nothing anymore... Why is it that when you love someone and you try to let them go its hard because you dont want to... Even though you know you should be strong its hard to let the person you love walk away with someone else...

Why is it that girls always go off on strange ramblings like this.. I dont know but I do know that searching for something in the eyes of someone who doesn't care can hurt...

Does that sound weird.. i think it does a bit....


Boy dates girl, girl doesn’t know what she wants, boy starts dating girl’s best friend, girl ruins everything.


interesting ehh??
yeah well it doesnt end there


I think i need to become a more deeper person

Tennessee Williams once wrote: ‘We all live in a house of fire. No fire department to call. No way out. Just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down… with us trapped, locked in it.’

I dont know why everything has to be a problem.. or if im making it a problem cause im searching for drama..
I dont want drama i just want to be happyy







As i sign off from this I will leave one last quote



Robert Louis Stevenson wrote: ‘you can not run away from weakness; you must fight it out… or perish. And if that be so why not now and where you stand?’

CobraCobraCobra

Well, today was uneventful other than the fact that I got a chance to ride in a blue Cobra for two hours.....
If any of you dont know what a Cobra is here is a picture.
<<< Thats not the exact one because as you can see that one is black. The one I rode in was blue.
So I get a chance to ride in it again tomorrow!!!!!!!!!
What a thrill it is to have that experience, I cant believe how powerful the car is. It is an amazing thing, and unless you've been in one you just cant imagine it.
It was amazing how many people were looking at us though.. I mean almost everybody we passed had a good look at this car and the people in it (US!!!) ...how snobby do i seem right now...
Cause im not a snobby person I just love cars!!!

anyhooo thats my post for today

Loves

Its Not

Its not about the breaths you take.. its about how many words you have to explain to your kid siblings

Its not about the breaths you take... its about the late night dancing over at friends houses

Its not about the breaths you take... its about the lies you tell your parents while sneaking out

Its not about the breaths you take... its about the dirty dancing taking place without ur parents knowledge

Its not about the breaths you take... Its about the secrets you keep with your friends

Its not about the breaths you take... its about how many boys u kiss in a week

Its not about the breaths you take... its about how much shopping u can acomplish in one day

Its not about the breaths you take.. Its about how much you care for someone without them knowing

Its not about the breaths you take.. Its about how much hand cream you use

Its not about the breaths you take.. Its about how many pictures you take

Its not about the breaths you take..Its about how many times you say goodbye

Its not about the breaths you take.. Its about how many times you say I love you.....And mean it

Its not about the breaths you take Its how you live your life

Well lets see, after that first couple days we made friends with almost everyone. It was an amazing experience and im not going to type it all out cause im lazy like that.
But when we were in Spain, in Barcelona, to be exact.. We had Cockroaches which was extremly gross...
Walking along the rambla wasnt as amazing as i thought it would be, even though they had animals around and they were selling them... The bunnies were so cute!!!!!

Its sad cause I dont think I took enough pictures of my travels.

Sooner or Later im going to go back to Spain. Probably after Austrailia and Africa...
Im glad I've made friends with these new people, they were all very nice and Im hoping i will see them again.

Love

Bakkers

Well i couldnt log in in France or Spain, so im just gonna fil in the days now that im back..
So the flight to Paris took 16 and a half hours... with a 40 min layover in Montreal. The people on the plane were really rude which was weird cause they were the flight attendants.
When we got to Charles De Gaul airport it was layed out really bad and took us like 20 min to find our luggage.

We got driven in the bus to our hotel where my Nan and i went wandering ...
it was such a beautifully hot day.

I bought a really cute brown skirt!!!

Love