Starting to plan mine and crystals combined sweet 16 parties...which should be interesting. I mean, we don't even have a date for it yet. Ah. But it's gonna be great, even if we only end up sleeping over my house and watching movies and talking for hours.

Thanksgiving was pretty sweet as well. The family was together (and Tyler for dessert). We all chowed down my my dad heavenly food that he worked all morning to make. The turkey (which was 17 pounds. WOW!) was delicious and cooked to perfection. Unfortunately, the newly weds were still on their honeymoon, so we had 2 chairs missing. Happy news! They are going to be here today for a little bit! But before that happens, Emily, Karina, and I are going to see New Moon in the new theater in Davie. Even though I'm a little over Twilight now, I feel like I HAVE to see it just to see it, ya know? Well, I'll let you know how it goes.

A wonderful morning it is, you know? And of course, I'm awake to see it. School has drastically changed my sleeping schedule, so I'm up at 7 everyday. And of now, I'm going to see how long I can go without watching T.V. Hope that works out well actually.

My weekend. My sister (the beautiful one in the white dress) got married to the equally as beautiful (man in the suit) her college crush, Harold Sherwood ...something... the third. So tearful all of us were. I started to think about, when one of us gets married, are we going to be the nostalgic best friends booty dancing during the reception? Yes. At least, I hope so. :-) Me, being the vain little girl with the camera, decided to take as many pictures despite people's "Ew. MY HAIR!!" or "Isn't that enough for now?" Ha...No.

So, since I'm lazy and can't write in my journal, here it goes. School. Yuck. After-school. Yum. The 5 of us finally got together in an epic....thing. But uh, we started at Gretchen's house and migrated toward wal-mart, where we run across what seemed to be a Satan worshiper picking up horror movies and saying "Satan approves" and everything. It was definitely awkward. So, the sunset was so beautiful tonight. The pink and yellow just melted into the blue. I had to take pictures ;-) Sitting in Gretchen's pick-up truck, we chatted about recent happenings while Crystal, Hudlie, and Rozzelle chowed down on some subway sandwich. I looked up and saw that the stars had disappeared. It kinda reminded me of friends. Ha. How clique. It's just, I feel so lucky and blessed to have such an amazing group of friends. And I never thought I really deserved them...after everything that's happened over the years. Oh yeah, to interrupt the tender moment, I beat up a shopping cart. It felt good. I think I won :-) But to get back to this, we stepped into Gretchen's room and sat in the dark. Something about being hidden just brought out the weird and possibly revealing side of all of us. Holding hands with Rozzelle on Gretchen's bed (please people) was so..there was a moment. Where she told me that holding hands with someone, you feel the particles crash against your hand and it begins to go numb...and that was the greatest feeling in the world. I totally agree. Talking about the future was something I try not to do very often, but it helps to talk with people who really understand. Me and Rozzelle and Hudlie planned to watch the sunset roadside one of these days. I will make sure that happens.

So lately, my life has been friendsorenemes.com. And on the group I made for poetry, me and this girl I recognized from the old FOE have been exchanging beautiful poems. Here's a tidbit of some of our work:

thesefairytales :Writing these tears to a tune I cant forget. Broken up & broken in pieces, this screen just wont let me go. Toast to the stars with suit & tie kisses these wishes can never sound the same. Growing old & getting younger except for in my bones. Searching out the faults of yesterday & where today went wrong, cuz there's some things tomorrow just cant give us. A story of sighs & glass ball eyes, always awake & never with the ones I need to know. Seashell songs missing out on everything these ears just cant reach.

The Boogyman: Pale eyes sleeping inside dark circles, when will this insomnia end? Flashes from camera embed into the minds of inspiring teens wanting to make it big. Bigger than the small town that hinders creativity and running space. Walking next to a man with a black brief case, it's apparent we are all dead. Stuffed into a business man's private life. All over. Feather touches and light brushes across the shoulder spark a sense of desire into hormonal humans. Touch me, feel me. I can't wait to drown under 5 too-heavy-for-summer blankets just to escape. Sun dresses and sun burns are the highlight of a schedule-free calender. Click, click of the computer screen across your eyes. Everyone sees you. So I lay here, short of breath, hoping soon, my lungs take a vacation.

Please feel better Hudlie. We all miss you and wish you a full recovery. Photo has been lonely without you sitting next to me.