It's Not An Option

It's not an option, baby. I'm not letting go. It's not an option, baby. When you truly love somebody, it won't even be an option to leave. Any fights that you have with them will just be seen as pointless and you'll end up dropping it fairly quick.

Say something I'm giving up on you is not love... it's definitely meant to be that way, but honestly... if you love somebody, leaving them is not even an option.

Before you get in a fight with those you love, keep in mind the question,  "it really worth it?" Is this little fight really going to ruin your future together? If it really is, then get out.

Love is forgiveness and sincerity, not accusation and dishonesty. Are you giving love or are you giving hate? Remember the law of attraction... Whatever you give, you receive!

I understand that most of the advice that I give out is easier said than done, but maybe that's what we need in life... We need to quit over-complicating things, when we already know the simple answer.

Song of the Day: Squeaking Wheels and White Light by This Providence

Be That Change

The moment when you decide to stay the same, is the moment where your life will drastically drag you down. The moment when you decide to change yourself is the moment you will see the difference your life that you've been begging for. The moment when you decide to help somebody else change, is the moment you have come full circle.

Be the difference in the world, and inspire somebody else to change along with the want for you to become somebody better than you are now. We all can initiate the change in our life but we all, whether we admit it or not, need help in doing so. Why not help others when you know that you need help too? Maybe you are the person that'll change their life, or at least trigger their want for change.

I know that I have been able to change myself, and I've been working on helping others in their daily tasks. In fact, it's helped me with my own tasks because the same people will offer their help when I need somebody to lean on. Not only has initiating my change been beneficial on my religious side, but i's also been able to help me open up my social circle too.

I find myself more able to talk to people instead of being closed off like I used to. I'm meeting lots of new people by not just hanging out with the same people all the time, and changing up my regular schedule. I don't find myself alone very often-- unless I happen to be walking to the bus alone or staying after school when nobody else is there.

I know that initiating my change has been extremely beneficial to me and to my friends. I know that what I'm on the right track. My blog is here not only to notify each and every one of my readers about the things that are going on in my life, but also the things that I see all around me that make me inspired to uplift and motivate you all. I close by again saying, Be the difference in the world, and inspire somebody else to change along with the want for you to become somebody better than you are now.

Will You Be My Superman?

So, I decided to take a leap of faith and ask a certain somebody to girl's choice Harvest dance coming up the day before my blog's anniversary-- November 8th! We had talked in previous weeks about 'promposals' and creative ways to ask girls to a dance after I had been asked to Homecoming by Cameron. Because I thought the guy I asked was so good, and Clark Kent(played by Tom Welling) from Smallville, (an old TV series on the CW) is a good guy too, he made me think of Superman, who I've recently became more of a fan towards.

Anyways, I went out and bought some neon tennis shoes that I had been wanting, and planned away! I decided I wanted to buy some Supermanesque. duct tape. I ended up buying a nice dark blue shade and a nice dark red shade for my colors. I also found this awesome tape with the logo on it and everything! For the lid of the box, I taped it red. For the box itself, I taped it blue, and for the inside, I did the logo duct tape.

It was time to fill the box with whatever I thought would fit my superman theme. I knew exactly what to do! Again, I went off to Walmart to find a nice blue T-shirt. In all of my attempts, I couldn't find just a plain Superman shirt! Finally, I found this adorably awesome Superman shirt (that was EXACTLY what I was looking for, with a cape that could be attached with Velcro. One problem-- there was only one, and it was a size small, which I knew neither me or my crush would be able to fit into. In attempts to save the day, or "date" in my case, I called my mother to see what she could find out via the internet. Apparently in the Walmart I was at, that was the only shirt they had left in the store. But in the Walmart across town, I'd be able to find a ton of different sizes of that same shirt.

Let me tell ya, that other Walmart had a TON of Superman merch. I found myself oo-ing and ah-ing over nearly everything Superman related in the men's section. Varsity jackets, other cool shirts, and shirts that look like you're wearing a belt! Boy, was it super! I knew he would like what I was getting him, but I wasn't completely sure he even liked superman. Confident in my Harvest proposal, that was just missing this last piece, I decided to buy the two shirts that had the capes. I was super excited to give it to him the next day. On the lid of the box, I put "Jared, Harvest would be SUPER if you were my man." and on the bottom of the box underneath the T-shirt I put "Harvest? -Bek" Anyways, I got it to him on Tuesday the fourteenth and was really excited to find out his reaction when my friend Kiley gave him the box.

I was pretty happy and content after I had asked him considering I knew he'd taken a liking to the shirt as I had totally modeled it at my school that same Tuesday. Expecting a response the next day, or within the same week, I went about my day and went to mutual, and came home to lay in bed and text Tyler and James. When all of a sudden, I get a text from Jared asking,
"Do you put your dogs in at night?" and I responded with,
"Yeah, why?"
"Oh. I was wondering because they didn't bark..."
"What the heck? are you like.. at my house right now?!"
"Haha. Total stalker moment. Just go look just outside your gate."

I was totally surprised... he had been at my house... was he still here? I walked outside and all I could see was this golden balloon hovering above my yard. I went out to catch it, and since it looked like it was attached to the fence, or our tree, I went inside to get scissors and cut it loose, I pulled the balloon down and it read "I can't wait to "fly" you to harvest. -Jared" Oh you wouldn't believe how happy I was that he had say yes, especially since it was on the day of. Sure it was just an answer, but really-- it meant the world to me right then and there.

It was unbelievable. He totally made my day, and he told me ":) Thanks. And thank you for asking, it was creative and fun, and I totally didn't see it coming until I read the note. :)" Even just the thought that I had made his day, made me sleep easy because I knew that I might have turned his day around to make it better just by doing something as simple as asking him to a school dance. Maybe he was just being nice? Is that why he said yes?

The next morning, I was getting ready to go to Chick-Fil-A with my mom because she promised she would take me that Wednesday morning. My mom, letting out all the dogs into the front yard to go to the bathroom, wondered what was at the other end of the balloon string that I had cut loose the previous night. Turns out, it lead to a giant pile of candy and a bouquet of roses-- a dozen at that. She couldn't believe her eyes, as she was walking in, I spotted her with all of the stuff and knew it had to be for me. I started jumping up and down and was super excited. I couldn't believe he had done more than the cute little balloon he had given me last night. Reviewing our text messages, I noticed that in his last message he told me to"Just go look just outside your gate." It was my fault! I didn't look by the gate, I only got caught up in the balloon because it was so... super! I told him that he had made my morning and my night by leaving all of this stuff there for me.

Teasing me, my mom kept telling me that he went way too overboard to just say yes to me. In my mind, the balloon would've been enough... but I think he spent almost the same amount that I did in saying yes to me. I knew that he obviously cared and genuinely wanted to go with me because he got me my favorite flowers, my favorite chocolate and said yes in a creative way! Isn't it just perfect? Gosh, this date will be SUPER fun.

I'm "super" excited to get to know this kid.

Make An Adjustment

My life has changed so much already since I've started initiating my change! Not only have others reached out and included me in their friend-groups, but I'm starting to humble myself in helping and complimenting and strengthening my bonds with my close friends. Teenage years, to many, are the hardest years. But, what does a true friend do? Even though you may be going through a dark time now, you are still able to help those around you to lift them up so that they may help you do the same.
What do I need to be happy? The obvious answer is-- my religion, my family, and my friends.

I know that if we can put all of our effort into our three needs, our happiness will dramatically increase. Maybe it's just the law-of-attraction speaking, but hey. amen!

Recently, I was included in an amazing moment. My friend, Jared, invited me with him and his group of friends to go see "Meet the Mormons," a documentary about what we believe in, and the activities we do. At first, I was a bit skeptical in thinking that since it was a documentary, it would be really boring. Boy, was I wrong. The theater was laughing, crying, and just going through all sorts of emotions. I felt the spirit-- in a movie theater of all places! I totally recommend this movie, especially if you're looking into the gospel, or even looking to reaffirm your faith. It tells an amazing story about the lives of 6 latter-day-saints. It was amazing, and made me want to do more in the world.

Service! It's amazing, you guys. Even just commenting on somebody's Facebook status by telling them that they are beautiful can absolutely make their day. After all, it's not every day that I get called beautiful--especially since I'm single. Relationship statuses aside, I know in my heart that I don't need a man to be happy. All I need to know is that I'm a beautiful daughter of God, and I surround myself with people who see me as that, and so it's easy to "play the part." And you know what they say, be the character. But to be the character, you  have to change your life, and make adjustments to what you want to be seen as by other people. How can you adjust your life?

Adjust how you view yourself, and how others perceive you. Start becoming more thankful for all of the blessings that you already have. Find something reliable and solid to put your faith and trust in. For me, this is the gospel, and my family. Sure, friends are able to help you too, but they aren't always available. However, Christ and your family are always available to help. Become aware of your surroundings, stand in holy places and places you feel comfortable to grow and become a better person.

Playing the part, isn't always as easy as it may sound. Even I'm having a hard time adjusting to my changes, but that's why you need to surround yourself with the good in the world, and the things that you love. If we're always looking at the bad things in life, how can we find time to be grateful for all the things that we are given? How can we find something reliable if we, ourselves, are not? How can we become a better person in a sea of darkness? Make an adjustment, change something in your lives, and start by doing something for somebody else. How undeniably selfish it is of us to just sit around and complain about our lives, when there are magnificent people out there that are willing to help. You can be that person, that rock, for your friends and family, and make them want to reach up and be better people.

My Inspiration Leads To Initiation

As of late, I've had friends come to me asking for advice, or just spilling their problems to me. I'm not naming any names, but... I was feeling pretty good after the conversations I had with a lot of them. I'd give them the best advice that I could, and then I'd sit waiting for their response, and really, I was just glad that I was able to respond in a positive manner without getting myself  involved in the situation. I mean, sometimes, when people would want advice, and I really didn't care about them, I'd say something stupid like-- "Oh, I'm sorry", when I couldn't find anything smarter to say.

Recently, I've actually sat down and thought about it. If I am busy, I find the time later to do it. I mean... these people are coming to me for help. Isn't that just heartwarming? Knowing somebody out there needs you, or even cares about what you'd have to say in what's going on in their own lives. Even just hearing somebody else's personal problems, that may be too private to share with others makes me a little bit happy inside because I know that they wouldn't just share it with anybody. It is to them, I say thank you for trusting me ,of all people, with your problems.

It inspires me to keep this blog up and running because on here, my readers care about what I have to say, and what's going on in my life. It's pretty amazing what the world can do for you when you try to do so much for the world. (#LawOfAttraction) Even the thought of "I'm going to make a change" has brought me so many blessings, in knowing that there are people out there that support me through it all. The differences in my life have been overwhelming, but with the help of my Heavenly Father, I've been able to overcome them as difficulties, and see them more as opportunities. Thank you, everybody for supporting me through this change.

Even though so much has happened between me and a ton of different people at our school. I plan on just playing it cool, and not acting on anything that happens. After all, what's in the past is in the past. Ever since I made my decision to change for the better, I've been having so many clear thoughts. As clear as day. I know that in the past, I've talked about my loved-ones going and changing on me, but honestly-- I see that I'm starting to change too now. But... I'm initiating my change.

A Change For The Better

Recently, I've looked at myself and thought about all of my little faults. How could I expect somebody so perfect to just waltz into my life and love me the way I'll love them if I'm not trying my absolute best to be the best Bek that I can possibly be. I know that if I am to expect such high things from people, I need to expect the best out of myself, and make it happen.

Anyways-- I kept thinking about it and decided I needed to change, especially after talking to this missionary, who let's face it, is pretty much perfect and is on the right track (obviously). Anyways, I talked to him about scriptures and all the things that I knew I was supposed to be doing. Talking to him was a type of wake up call, along with conference that told me I needed to get  on the right track. How great is it when somebody plus your friends give you advice on how to improve your life in aspects that you don't know how?

Conference was possibly the best thing that's happened to me since I got dumped(besides my friends coming to my aide and stuff). It was amazing to hear the words of the prophet after knowing in my heart that I needed to change, and that I had to be the one to initiate that and make it happen. I couldn't just continue on in life without actually trying after conference after all the talks about getting a constant flow of inspiration and revelation and all sorts of amazing things about keeping the Gospel in your life, and standing in holy places. After conference, I was absolutely inspired. Especially since I got to talk about it with a couple different people about all the different talks that were given-- even my dad!

Looking back into my childhood, I have a lot to thank my dad for. Turns out, he's the one who taught me how to read, but more importantly, he taught me how to read and study my scriptures. Way back when I was in fourth grade, lived in Rexburg, and my sister had cancer and my parents were just initiating action on their divorce, me, my brother, and my father would all have scripture study together and explain each verse and put it into different easier-to-understand words. It was really nice looking back at it because I honestly think that was the year that I gained my true testimony of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

Now, half-way through the first trimester of my Junior year, I know that I need to act on that testimony, and start walking my talk. With the help and support of my friends and Heavenly Father, I know that I can do anything. Stay Inspired, kids.

The Difference

Just trying to recover from Penny's death this week, we went to Hastings and got some magazines that just so happened to have one of our dogs in it. Flipping through all the pages I found a page with all the horoscopes on it. Reading the Gemini portion, it told me that I had been thinking about my decision for some time now and that I needed to make my decision on the 18th. Freaked out, I decided I needed to look at what other sources said. This particular one (see picture) told me that I had been thinking about this choice for a while now and that it was time to make my choice. I was totally freaked out at that point. What the heck could it mean? Did it really mean I had to choose whether or not to be single or in a relationship... now? I still felt like I couldn't get it all straight within my mind. But, taking a leap of faith, I decided to try asking Hirschi to be my boyfriend. It was really embarrassing considering I stayed after school just to see him, and yet I couldn't get the words out of my mouth. He could somehow read my mind, and asked if I was trying to ask him to date me. Nervous as all else, I admitted defeat, and then he told me to wait until he asks me, which will probably be sometime next week. So I guess this means-- I'm single for now. But am I okay with getting back into a relationship after just three months? Is three months really enough time to stay single and be on the verge of jumping into something that's becoming serious?

At first, I really just wanted to date around and stay single for a while. Even my friends keep asking "Oh no, Hirschi's blowing me off! He doesn't want to talk to me! Ugh!" I'm not sure if it would be the right thing to jump in if quality time is something that I need in a good relationship. I told him about it, so I think he gets my point. He had no idea that I was mad at him the other day. I don't want to struggle in a relationship with him because honestly, I really like this kid. I get super nervous around him too I trip over my words constantly. During the Summer it didn't effect me as much, but I think that might just be because the information wasn't getting processed that I actually was on a date with the kid. I'm scared now. Would it be okay for me to just fall in love again? But with somebody else?
me if I'm 'still single.' It's probably because they think me and Hirschi should be together. But, there's things that I see that I know I might not be able to deal with. The other day he needed time alone, but I took it as

It honestly didn't help that I was trying to overcome emotions with my poor princess Penny being gone and the constant reminders at school that Dawson has moved on. I'm sick of the death glares from both of them. I feel like they want me dead. It doesn't make sense when Dawson texts me because I feel like he actually wants to be my friend, but then at school he's so different and it's like he doesn't even want to acknowledge my existence. I'll try to socialize with him, but he gives me the glare and talks to me with the voice of "Why are you even talking to me, Bek? I don't even like you." I genuinely don't understand. It's almost as bad as telling somebody-- "Everything you know is wrong." It hurts so much when somebody you thought was your best friend treats you like crap the way he did...
at he's had the nerve to compare me to his new girlfriend, Linsey. It's honestly the most demeaning thing a person can say besides

I feel like everytime he compares us, he's telling me that I was a terrible girlfriend but she's the best that he could ever ask for. It's okay for him to tell somebody that Linsey's the best girlfriend for him, but it's super rude to bring up something that I did that irritated him in the past, and compare it to how Linsey doesn't do it. It hurts, but it shouldn't. Everybody tells me to just stop talking to him, and not be friends with him anymore. But it hurts me so much to even try doing that. When you get so close to somebody like I did with him, it's hard to just drop him. I can't let go, but I continue to try. But the thing is-- I really want to be his friend. But how can I be friends with somebody that everybody knows treats me like I'm nothing? Even Tyler told me: "Delete that scrawny little bit** from your life, he's hurting you, making you feel awful... you don't need that, no one does" In a way, I really do agree with all my friends in that doing that would probably be the right thing to do. But I feel like if I do that, I'd be breaking a promise.

It totally doesn't help that today is Drawkah's would-be 2 year anniversary and that he's trying to text me as I type, but it's so hard for me to just drop him. The Dawson that's comparing me to Linsey right now, is not the one I know, as I said previously in earlier posts Post-Drawkah. How can I just-- betray Dawson like that? It wouldn't be keeping my word-- even after 2 years. My mother always told me that I'm super loyal, and that that's the reason why it's getting so hard for me to just let him go. Me and Daws promised we'd be best friends forever. But, right now it feels like I'm his enemy.

All these horoscopes/fortune cookies keep coming up with all these weird things. Saying things that I need to be emotionally strong, that I need to make a decision that will effect me long-term. But what could the decision be? Will I choose the right one? Will I mess things up? Will it be okay?

Everything Is So Different Now.

But Am I Ready For Difference?

My Little Princess

Turning around the car to pick up an overflowing box to take to Deseret Industries (D.I.), me and my mom discover that my dog, Penny, isn't looking too hot. We say "Penny, you okay, sis?" No response. Panicking, and assuming the worst, I start to pick up Penny... She was so cold... and limp. I panicked, even when I felt her breathing against my chest as I held her close. "We need to go RIGHT now." I say, panicked. Handing her to my mother to feel her, my mom says faintly "I think she's dying." In a complete rush, we went to our car, and drove down to our local vet in Rigby right next to the high-school.

As tears filled my eyes, I texted Jay... the only one who I knew I could count on. He understands completely what Penny means to me. He knows our story together. He knows that this was going to be super hard on me. I panicked, and told him to pray, as I closed my eyes praying for myself latching on tighter to Penny, I repeated my prayer again and again... I knew I could count on Jay. He knew how much she means to me. He was there for me, he was praying with me.
. I prayed for help for her, and if he couldn't save her... for me to be able to cope with losing her.

She's my little princess. She can't go. Bursting into the vet's office, we were served instantaneously even though they were closed, they waited for us to come. In a complete panic, I continued updating Jay. I was so scared. He told me that he'd hug me if he was there. Because I completely trust him, I told him where I was and told him that I needed him because of his complete understanding of how much she means to me. Stuck in the moment, I stayed by Penny's side... giving her what I thought to be her last belly rubs. Me and my mother grew very emotional, considering she's eight years old, half of my age. I couldn't let her go now... I didn't think I was ready to lose my constant companion.

Finding out he was actually coming, I went out and waited for James' comfort. As he pulled up, I walked over to his camo-colored truck, and threw my arms around him and hugged him tight as tears fell down from my eyes. He pulled me closer to comfort me. I kept thanking him, constantly for being there for me. It reminded me of old times, when we would quote what we thought to be our song. "Count on Me" by Bruno Mars, and how it still all rings true. In reality, I didn't actually think he would come because he used to say that he would, and he never ended up being able to... but now that he's actually able to make some of his own decisions... I can see that he really does care. It goes to show how very real our friendship really is. I'm proud to call Jay my best friend, best bro, and my inspiration. I look up to him so much, and even more so considering he dropped everything just to come comfort me.

We went into the vet to go see Penny. Turns out, she even sat up. She was doing so much better, she was breathing okay, and her temperature was finally going up. The vet told my mom he was going to keep her for a while to see what he could do to make her better. Knowing that Cameron was in a drive for Driver's Ed, (right next door) me and Jay decided to wait around for him to show up while my mom went to my grandma's. Jay kept me company, and even stuck around to hang out with me and Cam before he left. You know... because older brothers need to be there for their little sisters, even if we aren't actually related. We talked about random time periods of what happened when, referring to his past relationships like Jat, and Jamlia, and things.

It was nice having Jay and Cam around to help me when I was feeling like crap, even if my dog was doing just fine and in the vet recovering. Jay kept giving me the look like "You and Cam are totes adorbs." It was adorable, honestly. I was actually cheering up, and stopped worrying so much about my poor little princess. Jay eventually left, and me and Cam walked to his apartment talking about our current relationship, me being single, and him wanting me to be his girlfriend still.

Around six, my mom got a call from the vet, while we were on our way to Hastings. Mid-call, she turns to me and says "Penny passed..." Tears filled my eyes, and I started to call Jay. He was in total shock, "Are you seers?" "Yes..." I replied, faintly. After a while of telling him what had actually happened as my mom told me what to say, he told me I didn't seem too torn up about it, and that I sounded fine... and I replied that it was going to hit me in like two seconds. Pulling into the parking lot, I told him that I had to go, and he told me that I could count on him, and we said goodbye.

In Hastings, I tried so hard not to let the emotions get to me, I got my "+" album from Ed Sheeran, we bought some weird Rainbow Dash soda, and two magazines that had one of our poodles that we sold to a band member of the Wanted. (which is totally awesome, btw.) After getting in the car, and listening to the second track on +, entitled "Drunk" I burst out into tears. 

All by myself 

I'm here again 

All by myself 

You know I'll never change 

All by myself 

All by myself

I texted Jay, knowing that he'd understand how I was feeling... He comforted me just by knowing that somebody cared more than anybody else did about me. At that very moment too. Everybody else said stuff like "I'm sorry." and "Oh that's too bad." But Jay dropped everything for me. Isn't that what you'd call a true friend in that situation? He cared. He cared just like she did. I remember sitting at home crying for whatever reason, and Penny would come up to me and lay on her back and expect me to rub her tummy. It always did cheer me up because I knew that she knew that I needed some company. Is it bad to compare someone to your dog? I don't think so...if it's because they feel like family to you. Thank you, Jay. It means the world to me that you helped me when I was in desperate need of somebody who cared and understood as much as you did.

You can count on me like 1 2 3 

I'll be there And I know when I need it 

I can count on you like 4 3 2 

And you'll be there 

Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Schedules and Self-Reliance

Alright, so since I've gone through my first three days of school now, I thought I'd speak my thoughts about what it's like to be a Junior or just be back in school again.

Being a junior has been super interesting so far. Interesting because I find myself feeling a lot more independent than I was last year. I mean... last year, I felt like I couldn't go ANYWHERE without a friend or a guy of some sort walking me around. This year, I've just done whatever I want to do. At first, I knew I had to figure out what friends were there at what lunch, and what class and what route I had to take to meet whoever I wanted to meet. But, as these past three days have rolled on, I find myself taking a random route, and hanging out with multiple different friends at the high school, and not relying on really any friend to make me happy!


Now... The real question is... Am I happy? Heck to the Yeah! I don't feel "stuck-in-a-rut" like last year, and the year before that, and the year before that. I feel free to do whatever I want, and be myself even when I may be around people that I may dislike. When I'm uncomfortable, I change that. I'm learning how to be more self-reliant. Maybe it doesn't seem like I'm any more self-reliant to those around me, but I'm discovering it more in myself.

Classes... Isn't that what being in school is all about? The pounding questions that you always find asking yourself. Is it going to be hard? Will I have or make any friends? Will I like the teacher? Oh boy, oh boy, that was exactly what was going through my head  as I marched along to each of my classes.

Trigonometry, a classroom that I've actually had before... with a teacher I've had before... but was I going to have any friends? The answer to that lovely question is heck to the yes! As I suspected, I had plenty of-- wait...  no I didn't. I had literally TWO people that were my friends in that class. Anyways.. at least I had somebody! Maddie and Braxton. But Maddie was clear across the room! Oh well.. I always find myself being me in Muir's classroom because she's not afraid to be herself and tease us all! So that class isn't much of a problem. Besides the overwhelming amount of homework.

Advisory, a class that I hoped never came back but came back anyways. I never really saw the point of this class considering that I've always been on top of my school work and been able to keep myself out of trouble. I don't see why the only way we can get kids to stop misbehaving is to reward them for doing what they're supposed to be doing. I mean, I think it's a good idea for the bad kids, but apparently we're going to have assignments in Advisory now... Which I think is totally lame because isn't advisory supposed to be about catching up in your other studies? But no, they give us more school work, and not just school work but BUSY WORK.

Chemistry, a classroom that I had to ask about, and a teacher that I hadn't heard anything about. Naturally, I was nervous as to what I would act like in that class considering my ex and his girlfriend were in that class too. Not knowing if I would have any other friends in that class, I sat behind Dawson considering we were friends, but you know... I got ignored, and felt totally unwelcome. Dane, entering the room, sits by all of us, and is shortly followed by Jared Antis. We check out books and so forth, and by the second day, I knew where to sit because I felt so unwelcomed by the group of people, I sat in the back and Jared came and sat next to me, which he didn't mind because we were sitting next to his other friend, Daniel. Dane, Linsey, and Dawson made their group of three their lab group. Because I had sat by Jared, and his other friend, Daniel, I was included in their lab group too. Trying to be friendly, I'd shoot smiles at anybody who happened to be glancing at me to show that I meant no harm, and that I was just at school to have some fun and further my knowledge.

Chambers, the main class I was worried about because I loved Burrows, and I wasn't sure how Rasmussen would control the class in general. Meanwhile, I had kinda sorta forgotten that Dawson just happened to be in that class too, and that he was wanting to switch out because he's 'not interested in choir anymore.' Worried that that was going to happen, I constantly kept trying to see how he was taking it all in, and digesting that he was in choir, and all of us were having fun. I was trying to make sure that he was in spite of not wanting to lose a member... but I'm not completely sure it worked. I eventually gave up on him by the third day, considering he'd glare at me... But... I made myself happy! Even if it meant that I had to be a little cocky, but hey! Fake it till you make it! I had tons of fun with James, Krista, Madi Dunn, Maddie, and Janae, and everyone else in choir! I had tons and tons of fun in Chambers. Mr Ras is actually a pretty amazing teacher! He still makes choir fun! Even if he doesn't have Burrows' same charm. #StillLovinChoir

US History, another class that I was kind of worried about, but not teacher-wise... grade-wise. I kind of convinced myself that I'm not all that good in History in general, so going into this class I was nervous. Of course, I walk in and I see my friends! We've got Keely, Dakota, Braxton, and Jared! Thank gosh! Finally a class where I can be myself... especially since we've got Keely! Oh man, but my confidence turned to worry quickly. We took a pre-test and I swear, that thing was difficult. I wouldn't be surprised if I got almost every answer wrong. The only question I was super sure of in the entire pre-test was the one that asked when Christopher Columbus sailed the ocean blue.. 1492! Duh! Anyways, after that pre-test, we ended up getting a seating chart-- a completely RANDOM seating chart. We drew cards! And the cards were randomly distributed across the classroom and your card had to match your desk. So lo and behold, I was separated by pretty much all of my friends. Jared was still on the same side as me, but a while over to where I probably wouldn't be able to catch his attention. Braxton was in the opposite corner trying to get my attention and trying to make me get on my phone and text him. Keely was across from me, but she was 3rd in her row, and I was second. Dakota, was a couple rows over from me but he was in the front, so it was easy to try to communicate with him. As class went on, it was easy to get bored and more bored of all that was happening. Hopefully, I can find a way to make that class more fun for me.

English, a class that I wasn't too worried about considering I love to blog, and blogging is tied in with writing. However, I knew that the teacher was gonna be pretty cool due to the fact that James and Mrs. Cheret are like... best buddies. Friends? Oh heck yes! I knew Linsey, I knew Courtney, and my buddies were Ryan, Tyler, and Kenzyl. Sweet! I actually have some friends in this class. Even after the seating chart, me and Tyler were still right next to each other so I wasn't worried at all! Except for the fact that... I knew that Cheret was not going to like our class. We had jocks that wouldn't shut their faces, and I even let her know that in the letter she had us write to her. I told her that that was my only concern considering they take all the attention off of the subject of English. I've never really gotten along with football players considering they always think they're all that and that everybody loves them and that the class is all about them screwing around and messing with the teacher. Anyways, she tried to separate them as best as she could, but you know... Football players, or at least the ones that are in my class attract attention no matter where they sit and disrupt the class just the same when they're not sitting by each other. Anyways, other than the dumb popular kids, Cheret's class is kind of fun.

Keeping My Friends Close

I honestly love my friends with all my heart. Within the past two weeks, I've had a really awesome party, two awesome sleepovers and time with my chicas. I'd be so lost without them. My friends are the ones who keep my sanity in check. I have to hand it to them for putting up with me through all the crap that I've put them through. But what are friends for? Sure, I put up with their crazy crap, but they're there to put up with mine, But if friends can't handle me at my worst, they don't deserve me at my best. #LoveMyChicas #ThankYouKiley #ThankYouMary #ThankYouGabby #ThankYouSienna #ThankYouTyler #ThankYouKrista

My love life is pretty much complicated. I have to laugh at myself for it though. Me and Sienna always joke about me having the love life of a nun, because lately I just haven't really talked about it with anybody besides James. It's been so weird lately. I mean... I get Cameron asking me to be his girlfriend and yet here I am saying no, and I find myself pushing myself away. Then I get Coleman on my mind and find a way to tell myself whatever... he's so over me anyways. But... there is somebody that's actually interested, but I keep telling myself that he's getting over me too. I'm not sure why though... I mean... it's pretty obvious that he likes me.

I get so insecure when things like this happen. He'll send me a one liner and sometimes I just end up not even responding because I find myself thinking he doesn't even want to talk to me. But hey, it's just a text message. It's not like he actually says it in the tone of voice that I think that he's saying it in. I was sick of it... so I decided to text him last night about it.

Bek: You don't say much...
Cameron: Thats not true
Bek: I mean like... Text-wise
Cameron: Ok that's a little bit true.
Bek: Yeah no offense, but its hard having a conversation with you when I feel like you don't wanna talk to me with some of your responses. 
Cameron: I'm sorry if it's like that. But I do want to talk to you I like talking to you it's just I don't know how to respond.
Bek: Just be yourself =P The one liners are getting to me. 

*At this point, I totally fell asleep and woke up to these texts*

Cameron: I am being myself its just I really like you and sometimes don't know what to say.
Cameron: Hun you still up?
Cameron: Since you're not I want to say good night and I miss you. You've given me a chance with you when I thought I would never get another one. Thank you.

Not knowing what to reply with, I just kind of... smiled at the fact that he still likes me but at the same time, I'm so confused as to what to feel about this thing. I mean... I want to be single right now. I'm so not looking for a relationship, but I find myself stumbling upon someone that might actually be worth keeping around. I know I kind of like him and stuff, but so far it's only been sort of a crush. I'm honestly scared. I don't want to fall for someone right now. Especially since I just got out of a super long relationship. In a way, I feel like I'd be betraying Drawkah... which in a way, I am... but Drawkah is over. I just wish I could accept that it's okay to be with somebody else.

The nightmares are getting to me. I keep dreaming that I'm getting picked on by everybody because I'm not with Dawson anymore. It's so embarrassing waking up to myself wiping tears away. The words echo in my head, random strangers coming up to me saying "I'm soooo glad you're not with Dawson anymore." as they push me to the ground. Hoping to get these dreams out of my head, I started trying to hang out with my friends more. I've been super clingy with them too. Any chance I'm given I've tried to hang out with them. I know that they won't make fun of me Post-Drawkah.

The nightmares aren't just about Drawkah though. I've had nightmares about Cameron too. About him getting super attached and me not knowing how I feel and just everything being so different than it is now. I shouldn't be scared of what I might have with him, I mean... the whole reason I like Cameron is because I feel totally comfortable around him. I hope that isn't changing at all, but if it is, I can't really help that I'm dreaming about that sort of thing.

I'm totally scared going into this new school year. I'm freaked out about what to expect. Am I gonna get totally dissed? I hope I can keep my friends around, and close at that. I don't want to turn into an emotional wreck at school. That's the last thing I need.

He Lifts Me Up

Even if we're not together... he still helps me through everything. His kind and caring words when I'm falling apart. He's always been there. Isn't friendship just amazing? Isn't that what friendship is all about? He's the voice in my head when I have tears in my eyes telling me that everything is going to be alright and telling me not to cry. Even if we've had our crumbling moments... we've still been able to help lift each other up, and in all honesty, I'm so grateful for him and all of his help. Who is he? Oh.. just an old friend of mine.. Somebody that I used to know, but have gotten to know much better in the past month.

Instead of leaving me feeling hopeless, he fills me up with hope for the future and gives me faith to believe that whatever the future holds it'll be full of something better than what I have now. Whatever the ending goal is... he makes it seem spontaneous. He's honestly my best friend right now. Whenever something happens, I run to him knowing that he'll actually care. I mean.. he makes me feel good inside. He makes me feel like I can do anything I set my heart to. I am Diamonds. He helped me see that. Even just chatting over Facebook with him makes me see the good in myself.

Earlier today, I was falling apart inside because I had woken up from a very intense nightmare that questioned everything that I knew in my heart. I felt like crying, but he told me not to.. He comforted me. He said. "Rebekah. I love you okay? Listen to this one by them. Acoustic just like you love. Listen to the words of it. I love the words so much." Hopelessly, I clicked the link trusting that it would be alright.

He was right... it was perfect. It was exactly what I needed.

The lyrics swept me off of my feet, and wiped out every inch of doubt in myself that I had at that moment. Normal friends would've just nodded when I told them my nightmare and they would've told me to shake it off, and say that it it was bad but it's a good thing it didn't happen in real life. Afterwards, we talked about just random things like Coldplay and just.. things that were on our minds. But, this was the highlight of my day. 

Thank you... for cheering me up.

Where Will This Take Me?

So, me and Cameron finally went on our first date together, and let me tell you... That was the most fun I've had in quite some time. and I actually felt comfortable around him and everything. There's so much potential between us, and we had tons of fun.

First, we went to Rigby Lake and swam around a bit with his little brother while his mom swam across the lake. Apparently when you take two big rocks and hit them together underwater, it makes your stomach hurt, and it hurts your ears if your head happens to be underwater too. It was kind of weird, but interesting to discover. I actually ran into a friend of mine, and so we talked for a bit. Apparently, he didn't know about Dawson dumping me so I just told him I was on a date, and then I swam back to Cameron. I had a lot of fun at Rigby Lake with him. It had been a while since I had swam though so I kept getting foot cramps. Aside from that, it was pretty much perfect.

After that, we chilled at his place for a bit and then headed over to the 'surprise movie'. We went to the cheap seats to go see Edge of Tomorrow. Oh boy, it was so good! It was kind of like Groundhog Day but with a lot more action. I'd totally recommend it.

I felt a lot more comfortable sitting there with him than the first time we hung out, because I knew that he liked me back. If he didn't he wouldn't have asked me out. As we sat there, I found myself wondering what it was like to be in his shoes. I kept thinking things like I hope I'm not too clingy and I hope this wasn't a total flop for him. Gosh, I kind of hated to admit it but I really do have a crush on this kid. We held hands almost the entire date, and it was easy to tell he liked me back just the same. It was the look in his eyes. I kept wondering if he could see it in my smile.

I get home and think to myself wow. just wow. It's not like we kissed or anything, but I knew there was something there whether it be just mistaken for chemistry, or just a really strong friendship. What do I have to gain from this? Well, it depends where this takes me. Of course, I'm not looking for anything serious right now, but I am willing to go on another date with this guy.

Of course, love isn't really in my priorities right now, my top priority right now is me, and making myself happy and making sure that I'm doing alright... independently. There's a lot of things that I've learned Post-Drawkah. I find myself having the same thoughts that I did Post-Jakeah. I can live without him. It's perfect though, it's spot on with what I'm trying to accomplish for me. Priority One is being me.

Do I have other crushes? Of course. I wish me and my other crush talked more than we do now though. He likes to stay up late and talk to me, and I like doing that too, but lately I go asleep around 11. So when he texts me at 12 or 1 a.m., I'm already asleep. I've also been pretty busy this past week, so I hadn't found time to talk to him all that much. Not gonna lie, I wish that him and I got more time to just talk and tease each other... mostly about Legend of Zelda since I'm always playing it whenever he calls. It's kind of funny considering that I'll die, and then he'll tell me to just try harder. And then there's Tom Welling, Ed Sheeran, and Adam Levine. Yep. I said it. They're all sexy as heck. Not Ed Sheeran though. I just love his voice. But yeah. It's good to see where life takes me right now.

Song-Of-The-Post: Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran

First Date

My first date? Bridger took me to go get some Dairy Queen, and I ended up ordering just an order of medium fries and a small Georgia Mud Fudge milkshake. After that, we headed over to the theater where we pretty much just talked about several different things, followed by the new Hercules with Dwayne Johnson. Hercules was pretty much amazing! Bridger and I pretty much agreed that 'The Rock' did an amazing theatrical performance. After that, we just sat and talked more about families and things like that until his mom showed up and he got some Taco Bell, and we headed back to my place.

I had a lot of fun with him! It's amazing how two people can bond over one Rock... or uh. THE Rock.

Everything Is Going To Be Just Fine, Dear.

Not only am I going on one date this week, but I'm actually going on two! Cameron ended up asking me out today on a date for Saturday. He won't tell me what we're doing yet, because apparently it's a 'surprise' I'm really nervous about tomorrow though. Of course going on dates is all about exploring your feelings with one another, but I don't even know if I have feelings for Bridger to begin with! Of course I had a crush on him way back when, but that's not now anymore. I convinced myself I was over him. Who knows? Maybe him and I do have something. If we do, then I'd love to explore that even more. We'll see how it goes I guess.

After Drawkah went up in flames, I figured everything was just... over. But since then, I've found my hope again. Not hope for Drawkah exactly, but just hope for Bekah. "Everything is going to be just fine, dear." I whisper to myself late at night. "You are diamonds." Everything happened so fast, even in my dreams. It was just like the nightmares, and it even reoccurred like them too. I can still remember him whispering in my ear, "Bek, I'll never wake up and not love you anymore." But things change... People Can Change. One second, you're dancing on the tops of building and singing the one you love a beautiful love song, and the next, your bones are shattered because you tripped when everyone around you told you it was going to be just fine. But hey, what you do is let the medics help you up and get some surgery done on you!

Total Do-Over. That's what you do when you're single. Not only do you pick yourself up and fix yourself with the help of your family and friends, but you put yourself out there. People need to know that you're alright, and that you're dateable. At least that's the experience I've gone through. Start texting other people other than just your ex. That's what I've done, and it's worked miracles. He's not on my mind 24/7 like he used to be. Instead, I'm concentrating on me. Who needs the boys to tell you how pretty you are when you're the one who makes it happen every day? <3

When it comes to self love, being pretty doesn't have anything to do with it, even though it may make you feel better inside to see that you're comfortable in your own skin. What do you do when you find yourself disgusted with the way you look? You fix it. Get up off of your booty, and do something about it. Don't just sit there and hate on yourself, do you think other people will love you if they see that not even you like yourself? Self-Love and Confidence are super attractive. But insecurities and put-downs will get you nowhere.

I can even testify this point, whenever I'd put myself down in Drawkah, we'd end up having some major problems. But with my experience with just talking to these other guys, they find it so attractive that they don't see me moping around, and instead they see me picking myself up and patting myself on the back, and telling myself I'm diamonds and that anybody would be lucky to be with me. And guess what? I'm right. I am a Daughter of God. In fact, all of us are Children of God. Anybody would be lucky to be with one of us. We are all special in our own quirky little ways. That's why we're so attracted to one another.

Picture this... You see your dream guy/girl crying on the floor with a knife beside them, and blood pouring out of their gut. When you run up beside them, they whisper in your ear "I was never good enough..."

This is the reason why bullying is not okay. Find somebody who is going to raise you up instead of put you down, and cling tight to them, with the support of your friends and family. You wouldn't want anybody you love to end up like this... Treat everybody with kind words and acceptance. What if all of that happened after you guys got in a fight? Then you'd feel just terrible for the words you may have said. Believe me, I've had that nightmare millions of times. Being mean, gets you nowhere. But standing up for yourself, and your friends is a different story. There's a fine line between the two. Think about what you say to those around you, you never know what they're going through until you've been through it yourself.

Today's Lesson: Love Everyone. It's important that you treat everybody with respect and the way you would want to be treated. Being considerate about other's feelings is everything in communication and relationships in general, not just lovers, but friends and family too.

Songs-Of-The-Post: My Beautiful Rescue by This Providence and A Sky Full Of Stars by Coldplay

My Beautiful Rescue: (callback to 2nd paragraph) "One second, you're dancing on the tops of building and singing the one you love a beautiful love song, and the next, your bones are shattered because you tripped when everyone around you told you it was going to be just fine" Oh, how amazingly accurate this song really is, the real lyrics for the 2nd verse of the song is:

I've been dancing on the tops of buildings.
At the top of my lungs I'm singing you a song.
Don't you leave me alone.
My bones were shattered.
My pride lays shattered.
Well I'll trample my pride and tell the whole world.
To dance with me.

A Sky Full Of Stars: In our own little ways, we're all a sky full of stars. It just depends on how brightly we want to shine. Don't dim your light, if anything shine it brighter! NEVER be afraid of being yourself. It makes you, you!

Keep Calm And Be Confident

Life has gotten so dang confusing and hectic for me. One minute I think I'm falling for somebody, the next I find myself pissed off about almost nothing with Dawson. All the twists and turns, and the appointments and the scariest part is I still find myself absolutely clueless about what's going to happen to me next. The stress has gotten to me.

I'm confused about my feelings with certain guys, even though I know that it probably doesn't even matter. I'm scared about going on a date with Bridger, because I'm not even sure that I'm ready to go on a date, but at the same time, I feel more than ready. I'm not sure if Dawson even wants to talk to me, or if it's just because he's lonely because his girlfriend can't text him. Life is just out of control right now, and I need to get a grip of it.

As I talk to certain friends, I find myself loving life and wanting to go out and do more, and I feel a lot more confident because I know that I am diamonds and that anybody would be lucky to even be friends with me. But, when I talk to other friends, I find myself confused and alone and even having thoughts like "nobody wants me," even though my heart and my mind is egging me on telling me that I'm amazing and beautiful and should be confident in myself.

What's the solution? I haven't got a clue. But I have been trying different things. I bought this exclusive hair shampoo and conditioner to make my hair softer, I started my diet, I'm exercising more, I'm off of my phone more than usual, and I'm all about improving me. So that maybe, just maybe, I can become a whole lot more  CONFIDENT. At times it's been working, but other times, it's gotten kind of hard to keep up the happy act, and that's where I draw the line and just have fun. I listen to music, I watch a movie, I do whatever it takes to keep my mind off of the drama that is my life.

The thing is-- it's not just drama. There's more. I have this spot on my leg, and I'm pretty sure that it's exyma. It's kind of scary looking considering that it won't go away and it changes colors every now and then from pink, almost skin color, to red, and standing out. I've had this spot on my leg since May! I've even talked to my dermatologist. About 3 weeks ago, he gave me this cream to use for, you guessed it, 3 weeks! I used the cream, and at first it made a big difference and it looked like it was healing, but then it just paused where it was, and stopped the healing process and it just won't go away now.

Not only do I have this weird spot on my leg, but I have back problems, but it's just not any back problem, it's this weird condition, that I can't remember the name of, anyway, I need to be taking these calcium pills, four a day to be exact. Apparently my back is too curved in and my joints are mashed together and so that's why my back hurts. I even had to stay home from church today because of the pain. I'm supposed to be doing some lower back exercises for it, but let me tell you this, Girls Camp was a trial because of my back.

Intentions

Hey guys! I'm finally back from camp, and let me tell ya, I had a blast! All the girls were just so amazing and fun to be around, and it was so fun just being able to get away from all the technology and being able to share our testimonies and just strengthen friendships with the other girls, and with some of the leaders as well. 

Anyways, when I got home, I had plans to go hang out with Cameron, aka Hirschi, up at his place. I was pretty excited considering that I was attempting to explore my feelings with him and see how he treated me and stuff. I was kind of nervous heading up there because I knew that he liked me, but I didn't want anything majorly big to happen while we hung out with this little brother.

So me and Hirschi had tons of fun as we made fun of Jungle Book with his little brother Derreck. After that, me and him played this card game called Mille Bourne. It was interesting. I hadn't played it before, but I couldn't stop giggling because of all the stupid cards I was getting and I couldn't do anything with them because they were useless to accomplish the goal that I had. It was pretty ridiculous. For a while me and him were tied, and then I just started getting really stupid cards and he got way ahead, and I fell back with nothing but green lights and repairs, and weird cards that had almost no purpose. 

After that, we sat down and watched Hercules, DISNEY of course, and it was PRICELESS. I could not stop smiling, I love that movie so much, and it was so fun to watch it with both of them. Because I knew that I had to go home soon, I leaned over to Hirschi and was going to hug him, and he kind of leaned in as if I was going to kiss him, and then as I pulled back... his parents walk in. It was so embarrassing they totally thought me and him were going to kiss, and as I tried to defend myself, they thought it looked completely sketchy. So yeah, I was accused of having intentions of kissing their son. Which I wasn't going to do in the first place... Kissing? I mean... Kissing? No... We held hands during those movies, but that wasn't really anything big.

As we sat in the car, Derreck separated the two of us, and it pretty much sucked because I was sure that his parents didn't like me one bit after what had just happened. I tried to just be casual and act like nothing happened, but it was hard considering that they kind of flipped and stuff. I hope I didn't screw up whatever it is me and Cameron may or may not have together. I'm so unsure about my feelings right now. I don't really want to lead anybody on, or break any hearts, or fall in love too quick, or fall and break my own heart, but with somethings you just have to kind of... jump for it! Maybe that's what Cameron was doing. He looked like he was leaning in to kiss me, I was convinced that he was, but... he was just putting himself out there. I'm really flattered, but I'm just not ready... at least not right now.

Come to think of it, I'm kind of scared of everything right now. There's so much happening with my love life, with my health, with my friends, It is pretty scary. I need somebody to lean on, and there's so many people that I know that I can trust, but I don't want to bother them, because if I do, they might get annoyed, or not even care. But... that's what friends are for right? 

In fact, that's what blogs are for. I address my concerns, worries, and just anything on my mind. Experiences. Experiences are just... everything. What you do in certain situations show your true character and what kind of a person, or a friend, you are to those around you. If you're able to control how you respond or act when something happens to you, you may be able to turn your life around and smile through all the hard times, and of course the good times, and live care free. But, in a way, we're all trying to improve as much as possible. You just have to take the chance, and jump for it! Stand up for what you believe in.

Turn Around, Bright Eyes

Nervous about all of the above, I started to just... give up. Why should I even care? He doesn't care about me... or at least he says he doesn't. Drawkah was over. I started to talk to his mom about his issues with me, and just asking simple questions like why is he so different right now? But it turns out that nobody really knew. We had our speculations that something else was just happening in his life and he was reflecting his emotions onto me, and just not thinking about what he was doing. But honestly, could it have been me this whole time? Was I really annoying him like he said I was doing? He sent me "Anyway I hope you forget me cuz imma forget it all I'd rather not speak to u in person anymore just stop talking to me and Gav cuz we have grown sick n tired of ur dang drama.. We don't wanna hear it anymore can that get through to u!?" My heart hurt... He just stabbed it with a knife... First annoying? Then just... A drama queen? I didn't want to believe a single word... It all hurt too much.

The next day, my wonderful friend Gabby asked if she could come over because she was worried about how I was doing because honestly, this past month I haven't even been "Bek"... I've been some weird impostor that's just depressed all the time, and clueless about everything that's happening. Things were running through my head like none other about what needs to happen, and how can I fix things with everybody? It's all my fault... When she came over, I told her everything. What was her reaction? Oh... She just assured me that nothing that had happened was my fault, and that I'm diamonds and can do a million times better than the treatment I was receiving from nearly everyone in my life. We pretty much just had a bunch of fun, and as soon as she left... I started questioning myself again... Was she just saying all that because I'm her friend? What can I do to turn this thing around?

Me and Coleman had started talking a day or two after me and Dawson had broken up the 3rd time, and I had pretty much told him my situation, not all of it, but in a nutshell. He was there for when me and Dawson had gotten in that final fight, where he didn't want to be friends with me, and he was just there for anything that I was needing. I couldn't believe it was all actually happening. Drawkah? Broken up? Coleman, and a ton of my other friends kept telling me to keep my chin up, and smile about what lies ahead, and not to worry about the past because it's already happened. Those friends were all being so... nice. I gave up the feel sorry for me act and just... was ready to be happy again. It wasn't easy of course, seeing as how everything that I thought would stay set in stone, flew away like gravel on a country road. But I was doing better.

Me and my other friend, Hirschi started talking again, because the past 2 or 3 weeks he had been out of the house, and grounded, and he had also drowned his phone and lost my number. We started talking again, and me and him... clicked. It was kind of scary though considering I didn't want to fall for anybody anytime soon, but it was happening. I started falling for two guys at once. Now me and these two wonderful guys are just... flirting. Hirschi even asked me to be his girlfriend last night, but I had to turn him down, because I know I need to see what else is out there, even though I couldn't lie that we both had a connection.

Me and Coleman talked for 3 or 4 hours last night, just about random things, and we kept making each other smile just talking and talking and talking. We both didn't want to hang up on each other, but he was getting so tired that I was just like alriiight, I'm gonna go. But it was so fun talking to him, and there's a connection with me and Coleman too. We always play the question game, and last night he even asked me what our combined nickname would be, we decided that if we ever end up happening, we're going to be Bekman. Which is totally hilarious. But then there's those moments when you wake up the next morning, and think to yourself.... everything's so different.

This morning, I talked to Dawson, and we became friends again... I know that us as a couple would never work out, and that Drawkah is pretty much doomed right now. And it's not only me who sees that. It's everybody around us. They all saw it blow up, and Gabby even made me promise never to get back with him after what he put me through... because for all we know, it might happen again with somebody else. But yeah, I totally agree with that right now, and it's definitely taking time trying to get over him, but I know in my heart and in my mindset that I can do anything I put myself into. I'm completely fine with me and Dawson just being friends. I guess it really wasn't meant to be... but this past week and a half has definitely made me realize that there's so many other people out there, even though Dawson was the one I wanted, I should just go test the water, and see what else is out there. And honestly, I've been able to turn it all around, and be happy about things again.

My Dawson Sense is Tingling

He knows all my concerns and worries, but never at the right time. It seems we're in this loop of conversation in the past. I feel like I'm talking to the Dawson that doesn't really care instead of the one that drops everything when he gets a text from me.

I know that spending time with family and stuff is really important,  and I know he's been super busy, but I just wish he still had time for me. I feel like I'm being pushed aside. I dont need to be his #1 priority right now, I just want to feel loved.

Do I feel loved right now? Honestly, I'm terrified just thinking about him. Have any of you felt that sharp pain that makes it hard to swallow, and keeps you up all night just... worrying? He has no idea that I'm so scared right now, but only because he's probably with Gavin

I keep telling myself that it is not a big deal, and that I should just shut up and deal with it because hey, they're blood brothers. They need quality time.

As the tears continue to stream down my face from sheer worry, and the pain gets sharper, I feel my heart slowly breaking as if I know that something bad is happening, or else my self conscious is assuming the worst. I'm so scared. So...delusional? So...Overwhelmed?

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"Nothing even happened. I'm just lonely." I continue to say to myself. But who knows? I can't even comprehend or put into words my emotions right now. I Miss Him.

Thoughts of him run through my head,  all the good times and all the bad times, which stuck out more because of what we've been able to get through. Why now? Why must I question what I already know? I know he loves me, so why do I feel like something's wrong? Is it JUST because I miss him, or is it because he's in trouble? I don't understand.

Helping Out

So, I thought that I'd start being a better person, and living up to my title... Lil Miss Epic and to inspire my inspirations. So, the past two days, I've been helping out with all that I can. Two days ago I helped Sienna clean her house to prepare for her bonfire that she was having later that night even though I couldn't go. Also, the day before that I asked Dawson's mom, Valorie if I could come to her house and help her clean for her upcoming wedding.

So, yesterday I went down to their place and started to help organize things and get things in order. All in all, I felt like I didn't help much, but they all said that I was tons of help, so I guess I did good! I even helped Dawson clean his room, and got stains off of his art desk that were "permanent." Apparently to them, I had the 'magic touch.'

After cleaning, I offered to help with Val's projects, but she said that I was free to just go play with Dawson. So, we went downstairs and played some Xbox until she wanted us to help some more. I had so much fun doing service. I think that it was a lot more productive and fun than doing Family History work at mutual. I'm so glad that I was able to come and help out.

It was really nice knowing that they actually don't mind my presence. They actually enjoyed me being there with them, I could tell! It's such a difference from my ex's family, who would call me all these mean names, and wouldn't even give me a chance. I actually feel like if Dawson wasn't even my boyfriend, I would still be friends with his family. They're so nice and fun to be around, especially well... my boyfriend! It was cool seeing how he would treat me around his family as they told me jokes and old stories of what they used to go through in their old home back in Cokeville.

Today, after thanking Val for having me over to come and help, and offering help in the future, she asked me if I wanted to come over tomorrow to help them make cookies for the wedding. It sounded like fun, so I accepted her request, and will hopefully be able to go tomorrow. All I'm waiting on now is for my parent's okay on the invite.

Yesterday, I had a blast! Who knew cleaning could be so much fun? I forgot what it was like to be part of a big family like theirs. I mean, I used to have two siblings and a mother and dad all in one house. It was kind of awesome to see them all interacting and teasing each other and playing games, and wrestling and all of that other fun sibling stuff. I actually felt like I was part of their family for a bit. Oh how I long for that kind of relationship, and I have it in my grasp!

Day One: Withdrawal

All I know about his whereabouts is that... he had a nightmare last night at 2 a.m. When I woke up around 3 a.m, and checked my phone i asked him to tell me about it, and I haven't gotten a reply ever since... and it's 3:26 p.m.! At times like these, I question myself. Is he at his home just being tired? Or is he at his home just being tired of me?

Of course this is an obvious question, no! Sure he might be asleep right now, but most likely he's either gotten his phone (and all other tech) taken... (again) or he just needs to be left alone. Even though the answer is simple, I find myself wanting to scream out in rampage and wonder why! I mean... I already miss him even though it's just the first day of Summer vacation... but I just wish... i just wish somebody would tell me what's going on. Of course, I don't mean to be that controlling girlfriend wondering where he is at all times, and what's going on in his life, but all I ask from him right now is an answer to let me know that he's alright.

I doubt I'm going to get this 'answer' anytime soon... but hey! For all I know, he could be driving somewhere, or at work (because he never tells me when he's at work), or who knows what! This might even be a good thing! I know I can go a long time without talking to him, but gosh dang this sucks! Why does this all have to be so hard?