I want a girls night so bad.

I haven't seen these young ladies in forever and it is making me sad.

I remember the day's before high school,

when we would have movie nights,

EVERY weekend.

Now,

I just see them at school for brief moments at a time.

So I do declare

that this weekend,

we MUST,

do something together.

I dont care what you have planned.

I've decided that its time to throw my first,

HIGH SCHOOL SLUMBER PARTY.

next weekend, Bekah's at her dads.

Oh school, how I hate you.

First you make me go to you for 7 hours a day!

Then, you decide to make me have NO life.

You give me hours of homework a day,

and don't give me time to,

talk with my family.

I want to talk to my brother James.

I want to talk to my grandpa.

I want to talk to my grandma.

My sister Amanda,

My sister Sarah,

Brad.

Porter, Maya, Bennett, Miles, Landon, Addie, and Grant.

Don't they know there taking away from my family time?

Oh, well.

I can't to anything about it.

But I think I'll just get the best out of it,

and maybe learn something while I'm at it.

TOMS!!

Ah. I just want them so bad.

If anyone should decide they want to buy me these shoes...

I should be eternally grateful.

There's just something that draw my eye to them.

It may be the fact that all the proceeds go to the little African babies.

Or that they guy who makes them, is very appealing to the eye.

or, maybe its the fact,

that I just LOVE them.

So I've decided to start saving my penny's,

nickels, dimes, quarters, fifty-cent coins, and dollars.

In just a few short year's I shall have my love.

In the mean time.

I'll snack on my old love

ICE CREAMMM!