March 21, 2010

I think I understand my geometery teacher better than I do the brains of guys. I mean seriuosly either your my friend or your not just please make up your mind because I'm not making mine up until you do. Alright I have to admit girls are as complicated as guys are but the truth is there is no truth. I guess thats why got made each and every one of us so different. It's a challenege....Stop and think about it for a minute with me:
1.) From age one our parents decide that they want us to meet some one perfect for you...(hint: anything below their expectations is not welcomed.)
2.) Your parents dream about you meeting that special someone but when it comes to you hanging out with the guy there overly protective.
3.) Okay so in high school sure we might fall for the jock but please let us have our fun!
4.) Date so many guys your head spins round and round...find some one who is finally honest with you and ta da.....your married.

Ha I know we all wish it was that simple. From geeks to the flawless high school stuck ups we all get bitten by the love bug. Some times the bug is poisoned and other times its just the perfect amount of pain to wake up and relize "HELLO HE IS STANDING THERE...GO FOR IT!" So my advice........hide nothing, go for everything, and try anything. We all fit in some where.
(maybe taking my own advice would be a little bit more helpful.)

~Wish me luck first day back from spring break tomorrow and I'm single and as happy as can be. I'm ready to dive head first back into love and let whatever happens happen. I'm ready for some fun! The snow is melting and summer is right around the corner. Waiting for summer in Seward, Alaska is just like waiting in line at the grocery market....you can't wait to get out of there. Here is how I describe Summer in Alaska.

~ The Five Senses of Seward, Alaska:

`Hear- All the rumbling fishing boats pull into the dock as the seagulls screach diving like bullets at the fish who helplessly flop their way around eahcother.

`Touch- The warm skin of your summer love as you lay on the moist grass always wanting that moment to last.

`Smell- The fresh run of sock- eyed salmon as they are brought to the dock for cleaning; Smell the fresh air that was brought in with the oceans tide.

`Taste- The salt that rises with the warm Alaskan air.

`See- The city of Seward, Alaska finally wakes up from the hibernation of winter, it looks as if the town it painted with color again.

Good night I hope to write tomorrow.

First Day

So this is my first post and I'm still wondering how I am going to organize this blog. I am starting this project to tell everyone out there what it is like to be a teenager making my way through High School in Alaska. I guess I'll start out by telling you how I ended up in the most exotic and beautiful place on the Earth. After High School my father decided to take a wild step into the great outdoors and move with his High School friend to Seward, Alaska. They moved in with a couple family memebers of my dads friend and became part of the volunteer fire department. Living in Seward, Alaska really changed my father. He became a new born Christian and decided to fully devote himself to Christ. My dad decided that his crazy days were over and moved back to my home state Colorado. My Mother and Father met and here I am today. I have one older sister, Kaeleigh, who is formally going to college in Virginnia. I also have a little brother, Michael, he is six and a little sister, Jessica, who is twelve. I lived in Ordway, Colorado for thirteen years out on a ranch. I loved that place from the scrachy weeds to the dust storms that swept across the prarie. After visitng Alaska my family decided we needed a change and we packed every single item we owned and traveled our way to our brand new home. Once we arrived in Seward, Alaska my family and I lived for two months in a camper till we found a house big enough for us to fit. I struggled for awhile trying to sort things out and keep myself happy moving to a new placae and going to a new school it all felt like things were falling to fast for me to catch the pieces and place them back in their original spot. That fall I started school and I learned that the things falling didn't have to be put back in their original spot, that change wasn't bad.