fond memories

I am such a kid at times! I don't think I'll ever get tired of Disney movies, or even the songs from those movies! It just takes me back to a time when the biggest worry was bed time and the only sad part was when my friends had to go home.

One of my favorite memories of my childhood best friend was when she got a pair of walkie-talkies!! And the best part was that we lived right next to each other. Of course my mom didn't want me to stay up all night talking to her, but I thought I could be sneaky. I hide under my bed and we talked for what seemed like forever, but in reality it was probably only ten minutes. But I thought I was the next James Bond!

My childhood wasn't the best now that I look back on it, but when I was a kid I thought I had it made. Of course I didn't always listen to my mom or dad, and I didn't always eat my veggies. :) And I honestly think that Disney helped make my life better, and it sure does now! Even when it gave me the VERY wrong impression that I would have beautiful hair!

Friend, foe, or slut?

How can someone, who you thought was a good friend turn into a complete liar and slut? If you have a boyfriend, then you should stick with that boyfriend. For all the talk of loving this man, she sure has a weird sense of showing it. Keep your legs closed, Jennifer! I can understand liking an other guy, and even thinking about that guy but when you act on that thought then it becomes cheating and you've cheating more than once.

I mean you had a freakin pregnacy scare! And I was the one that called and made you the appointment! And the one that was going to take you there, but you don't  have the freaking guts to tell Jack that you cheated?? Nice move. I really hope he was worth you giving up your dream of being with Jack.

And to Jack, (even though you don't even know who I am, and don't even know that I have a blog) I feel the need to say sorry for your so-called girlfriends actions. I hope that one-day that you can forgive her for her mistakes but once a cheater, always a cheater. And if you do happen to see this, I can only pray that you love her as much as she says you do.

Title of blog

I never explained the name of my blog. Just so everyone knows, I just wanted the blog to be 'gothedistance' but I had to add to it and 'fly high' sounded ok. But anyways, the name came from the song, go the distance from the disney movie Hercules. :) I know crazy, but its one of my favorite disney songs! How it turned into my favorite, it all happened after my grandpa died. My brother and I were talking and listening to music when this song popped onto my ipod. We started talking about how Grandpa was like this song, and the moral of it just reminded us of him. And so we, well I guess I, didn't get over it. I'll always remember that song and that weird conversation that we had that lead to Go the Distance to being one of my favorite songs. So now you know the background story of my blog title. :)

poem

I wrote my first poem today! ALL BY MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHH!!! I can't believe I actually did it. So here it is!

Sparkling snow

Oh, why are you so cold?

Sparkling snow

Oh, why do you hate me so?

Falling, twirling, surfing in the wind

Snows like a owl, waiting to swoop down

Freezes the trees, killing the green, 

it just makes me frown

But the snow doesn’t mind

Sparkling snow

Oh, why are you so cold?

Sparkling snow

Oh, why do you hate me so?

Frozen and blue, snows falls from the sky

Making the field misty and white

Muffling the sound, and covering the ground

The snow so cold it can bite

I just want it to say good-bye

Sparkling snow

Oh, why are so cold?

Sparkling snow

Oh, why do you hate me so?

Sledding, mushing, rolling down the hill

Filling our pants and coats with icy snow

Our noses cold, and our attitude bold

Snowmen are built so glorious that they glow

The sun comes down and egging on the chill

Sparkling snow

Oh, why are you so cold?

Sparkling snow

Oh, I could play until I was old

Family

My beliefs of family are weird, they're hard to grasp and change almost every day. I love most of my family, sometimes they get on my nerves and sometimes I just want to kill them and other times I just want to drop them in a well and pull up the rope so they can never get up. But most of the time I love them...yeah most of the time. My family is FAR from perfect, normal or even semi-normal; my family survives on yelling, making fun of each other, and fighting. At least three people of my family are fighting or not talking to each other at a time.

My family is made up of three sub-divisions; my mom's side, my dad's side (also my 'stepdad') and my father's side. I don't really see my father's side all that much, mostly because of my actually father. How can I describe my father??? Well, he's a dick, a lazy-ass, a good for nothing ass-hole that hasn't paid child-support in months, that hasn't had a job in over a year. I really wouldn't care about him not paying child-support, it doesn't hurt or help my mom, but now that I'm talking college classes next semester I really need the money. But of course he just put it off and doesn't care.

My dad's side, well that's a different story. My dad came into my life when I was 4 or 5 and hasn't left it since. He's great, but his family is a little...different. My grandma is always afraid that she's over stayed her welcome, so they don't come up ever often. And she always has something to say about the kids and how they act, look or behave. It really bugs my mom.

And my mom's side, the most screwed up side. My grandparents had two sons and two daughters, my aunt is in prison because she sold drugs and keep getting caught. She had two kids that we ended up adopting. My aunt won't get out of prison for years, we're hoping when she does get out she won't bug us. One of my uncles is a man-whore, he's getting better about it but before his current boyfriend he wouldn't be caught dead without a girlfriend. My other uncle is fine, besides the fact that he's just dirty, I don't think he even knows what soap is.

So that's my family, in a nutshell, and that should give you some insight in why I have mixed feelings about family.

A very special day!

Emotions! So fun, sometimes you can be sad, happy, psycho, mad or afraid. Just happens that today I was experiencing a tad bit of anxiety. My first college final exam was today, and I was totally ok...until I got to around fourth hour. I studied for days ahead, yet I still felt VERY unprepared. And while walking to 5th hour class with Jennifer I started tearing up and then I wouldn't stop. The whole time I was writing my notes tears were falling down my face. I was truly having a break down. My hands wouldn't stop shaking and my eyes kept going in and out of focus. Not the best day for me. But I'm very proud to say that I finish my first college class, hopefully with a decent grade! And lets all remember that today was 12/12/12, the last time in this century!

ALMOST DONE!

Happy first day for December!

I'm taking a couple of online classes and I'm ALMOST done with two of them! I just need to take my finals on Monday and then I'm done! And the best part is, I wouldn't need to come in for 1st hour. Hello to sleeping in!

I went to the doctors on Thursday and spent the whole day getting test. My mother doesn't seem to think that I'm healthy enough for her liking. Oh well, I least I got to skip a whole day of school!

Tonight my sisters have a piano recital, something I would've had too but I've been so busy that I can't practice like I used to. Which sucks because I really love to play the piano. So that's what I'm going to go do  now!!