Hoodie

I love my hoodie. My brother gave it to me. Actually I love any hoodie. When I'm sad or I need comfort, I just put it on. Some how it helps. My glasses are a comfort. My glasses and hoodie keep me hidden when I really don't want to be seen. I think better when I have them. When I don't have them I feel like I am putting myself out for people to see.

TGIF!

All I can say right now is thank goodness it's Friday!!!! This weekend I have some homework, but hopefully I will be able to finish it and enjoy the weekend. Hope isn't coming home this weekend. I don't know if Eli is. This morning I did not want to get up. I was too tired. I feel bad for Payton, because she says she hasn't gone to sleep earlier than 11:30 this year because of homework. The bell is going to ring soon.

The Good Ol' Days

Do you remember when you were 3 and everything was simple? Your only worry was if maybe you won't be able to play with your favorite toy. I miss those days. I hate how at the times when you are happy and things begin to come into place, all of a sudden something happens to make you rethink things. I guess that's life.

Life

I guess today I'm not going to do the prompt. I hope that's OK. Right now I'm really tired. This weekend was not good for catching up on sleep. Friday night I went to my grandma's farm. I had to get all my homework done that night, so I stayed up till 12:30 working on 3-D art and I still didn't get done, because I ran out of string. I woke up on Saturday and went to Mammoth Cave. That was really fun, Eli was home for his break so he got to go with us. There is so much history down there. On Sunday we went to Bowling Green to move Hope into her dorm. She was really nervous. Mom was kind of getting on her nerves. Last night we left her. Eli went back to Louisville. Today he started his internship. I have never been an only child before. Its a foreign thing. When Eli left for college, it was not that bad. It was the end of Eli, Hope, and Noah, but there was still Hope and Noah. Its just now hitting me that Eli is gone. I told dad that for the next two years we will be getting to know each other better than we ever have or ever wanted to know each other. He laughed. Its scary to think about, but honestly I don't really know who I am with out Hope or Eli. They have always been my constant through moving. :( I know it will get better. Pretty soon Hope will come back for the weekend and I will be kicking her out the door when she leaves. lol Time to go. I guess that is enough "gloom, dispare, and agony on me".

My family resemblence

Physically I really don't look like my family. I don't have the crooked Crim nose from my mother's side. But then again I do have the horrible flat feet of my dad's. :( Everyonce and a while some will make the comment I have my Grandma Tucker's hair color. I have always liked that. It sets me apart.
My personality I would have to say is more like my father's. When it comes to clothes we are alike. If we have something in our closet that is nice and comfortable then we tend to stick to wearing it. Also we tend to have the same sense of humor. We like to be "silly". I really do strive to be more like my dad. I guess I am like my mom too. We have the same temperment that is not very helpful. When we mad, we cry. When we are happy, we cry. When we are sad... I think you get the point. When I am frustrated my voice gets higher and panicky and so does her's. We are both forgetful and courious.