The Life Of Me!

I have a problem with gas stations....Im always having some sort of problem when I get gas...one time it took me 5 minutes to figure out that i had to hit the kind of gas I wanted to get it pumping....last time I couldnt get the gas to start pumping, but then I soon realized I had to hit the start button on the keypad....maybe Im just dumb when it comes to gas stations, maybe the government is making it too difficult to get gas, or maybe Im just a dumb blonde....who knows....but tI have to say that today tops all of my gas station mishaps...

      Keep in mind this story needs to still be edited by my teacher friend, but if you notice anything or have any tips, they will be greatly aprreciated! Thanks!
Ashtyn

     The Adverntures of the Lakes Gang- War of the Robo- Barbies

Its been forever since I have written a blog, and for that I am sorry I have lost touch! But seriously, nothing fun or exciting happened this summer. :P

But here I am! Im back to excite you all with my life...haha. But really, I am here to inform you all of the exciting things that are now happening to me!

As many of you know from past posts, I have a dream to become a writer. (which I will attending school for this spring! :D ) Recently I came across a writing contest in Seventeen magazine, and i decided to participate in it! I have a good feeling about it too...compared to this years winner, I feel I have a better chance. To me this winner wrote a silly story and mine has more meaning behind it...but I guess we will see! I have a teacher friend who has been helping me with editing and correcting it...so that makes me even more confident! I would greatly appriciate it if you would all read it and comment on it. Yet do keep in mind that it is for Seventeen magazine! Haha.

I feel as if I have done a lot of growing up since last summer. Mentally, Emotionally, and most of all spiritually. I have seen first hand how just idiotic people can be when it comes to God and portraying spiritual fruit. I have learned what its felt like for people to just always judge you and your heart. When in all reality only you and God know your heart. I have learned how to ignore these people and not so much fight back but just realize that forgivness is the only way to go. People are who they are and sometimes that just cant change. You just have to go on with your life and learn who you can and can not trust.

I have become very interested in "psychics" lately. I watched a thing on WE (womens entertainment) on the secret lives of women, psychic edition. There was one pet psychic on there who I feel actually does have a 6th sense. There was only one other woman who I think had a more keen sense to other things, but the other 2 were just insane and creepy. But the pet one, she had a serious talent. And it made me wonder...what are my pets thinking?

         I did something I thought I would never ever do today....I chopped off my beautiful long locks of hair! Haha.....I have been debating for quite some time now on whether or not to do this deed. I have said I was going to do it thousands of times but either changed my mind or was talked out of it. My best friend chopped her hair off just a few months back and said I should. Of course the answer was no. But after some serious debating she convinced me that my time had come. 

        Before I tell you about this horrible thing that happend, I first want to say thank you to all of you who wished good health upon me. It worked! I had the better case of food poisoning when it came to the rest of my family. (Besides Josh who didnt get it at all...) But we are all better and eating again! So thanks!
        Now....last night was an awful night. I have mentioned before in an earlier blog about my vivid dreams. This past night, Im not too grateful for that....my mom and Josh make fun of me because I am always having crazy dreams about people trying to kill me or other people I know. But last night wasnt even funny at all....

        Is just one of the many funny phrases my mom weakly spoke as I was in the ER with her from 6:30 AM till 12:45 PM...she was having serious adominal pain and throwing up none stop. 
        As I sit in the hard and uncomfortable chair while she moans and groans in her bed with an IV pumping fluid through her, I began to watch my surroundings. I witnessed 4 old people come and go. (one with a really REALLY bruised ankle, the others just being worry warts. I even heard one nurse say, "Hey, do you realize you are always put into the same room every time you come through here?" She must be a regular.) I witnessed a family  break down in tears when they found out that their dad, grandfather, some old guy, had a tumor that was 3 almost 4 centimeters large on his brain. One guy slice his finger open on a table saw, and another who bruised a rib. I saw a few others too, but I dont know what they were in for.

Being sick sucks, but you always get the best rest when you are! I slept for 12 hours straight saturday night....though I felt like a lazy bum waking up at 11:30 suday afternoon! But I got to say, that was the best sleep I had gotten in a while!

For the most part, I just layed around, watched movies, used up 2 boxes of tissues, a bottle of hestynex, and a box of  tylonal sinsus and cold! I got back and foot massages from Josh though. I like those....I think that had some sort of affect on me getting better. If Josh wasnt going to be a helicopter piliot, he should be a massage therapist! He says he used to practice on his dog....but I think there was some other kind of practice, he denies it though.

The weekend isnt even over and its already bad! I woke up friday morning with a stuffy/runny nose, sore throat, a fever, and felt as if my head was about to explode. This horrible cold all started with my brother, passed on to my sister, now me. I got no rest that night either. You know those nights where you slept a long time, but you feel as if you got none because you wer tossing and turning and coughing? Yeah that was me. I ended up collapsing on my parents bed and fell asleep for 2 hours. Thank goodness my brother stayed home to help me, or else Torey would have run rampid!