To make the sister happy

Things that have been going on that i should tell my sister about so she doesnt get mad at me:


1. i went to military ball with luke. we had such a great time, that we're now talking, we've both dumped out prom dates and now were going together to that too, and within the near future we shall be dating.

2. im starting to do better in calculus. thank God for easy presentation grades and re-tests.

3. my parents didnt go out of town all weekend like they were supposed to. big downer there. screw skybus.

4. download the drumline (like the movie) drum battles on itunes/limewire/whateveryouuse. its amazing.

5. my back hurts. bad. i told mom to look on the black market for me some vicodin, but she wont do it.

6. im ready to graduate. and i would like it to happen sooner than later.

7. im also ready for summer. it makes me mad that the weather starts to warm up, people bust out the capris, shorts, short sleeve shirts... and then this morning it dropped into the 30s and has been mildly flurrying all day.

that is all. im working on getting dad to scan some of my pictures for photography so i can put them on here for you (meaning katie, since shes the only one who reads this) to see. im rather proud of them.

this is brandon rinehart. brandon shot himself friday night. it feels like im still in shock. i look at that picture, and it doesnt feel like he can really be gone. right after it happened, a bunch of us went to the high school to be together. we just sat there and cried... i didnt go home until after midnight. it was awful. im not going to say me and brandon were great friends, and i know a fair share of the lower classmen didnt like him, but i never had a problem with him. sure he was a hardass, but he was also a great athlete, really smart (most people dont know that), funny and a really good-looking guy. he had so much going for him. we've had several classes together over the past four years. he called me "tuiosopo" (spelling?) because he couldnt pronounce my last name and thats some famous football player that he knew. we had advanced sports med together last semester. i made the mistake of falling asleep on the table in the training room one day, and him and dustin taped me to the table using that white athletic tape. a few weeks later, it happened again. everyday when we asked what was for lunch, brandon had his own hilarious smartass answer that i wont ever forget and im sure ill think about everytime someone asks. him and kym would fight all the time in 10 grade english. we all said that one day theyd end up married because they fought like a little old couple. about two weeks ago, i talked to him online, like really talked to him. me and him had the kind of relationship where we'd talk in class, maybe talk in the halls, say hey now and then... i used to bring his sister home from school everyday. but we never really talked. i told him i thought it was weird that hed been trying to talk to me a lot lately and asking to hang out and stuff. when he asked what i thought about him, i told him i thought he acted a lot tougher and meaner than he really was. i wish id told him he was a great person, that i cared about him and would miss him if something ever happened. i had no idea... id give anything to go back to friday afternoon and be given the chance to call him and say something, do something that would change how it ended up. i dont understand it. he had so much ahead of him. he was accepted to nc state, he always talked in class about college and being so excited about finally getting out of ashe county. first it was travis, then brandon... im not sure how much more our senior class can handle...

so i feel an introduction/explanation is necessary. i started this by the request of my sister, who, thanks to college being hundreds of miles away, i never see. she said she doesn't know anything about my life. i named my blog after a song i fell in love with yesterday. its called of "ride of your life" by john gregory. they have it playing on travis brooks' memorial myspace page. the refrain goes something like...

Come on, here’s your chance

Don’t let it slip right through your hands

Are you ready for the ride of your life?

Your dreams are riding on the wind

Just reach out and pull them in and

Get ready for the ride of your life

The ride of your life

but you need to listen to the whole thing, its really good. for my introduction, I'm probably just going to copy and paste my about me section from myspace. lame? maybe. but it will have to do.

I'm elizabeth. Born in the city, but spent the past 10 years in a small town in the middle of the mountains. I'd like to think I'm a pretty simple person, i try not to get involved in stupid drama, i have amazing friends that i absolutely love. i like working out, and i love to eat. I'm a gymnast of nine years, an a recreational gymnastics coach of about a year and a half. i love my job, most days. gymnastics is definitely my life, and i love my little girls and my coaches at the gym very very much. They're like another family to me, and i see them as much as (if not more than) i see my own family. i have a dog named Gracie. i burp a lot, especially when i drink water and in really quiet restaurants, i have a pretty lame sense of humor, and a dorky laugh. I love my family more than anything, and i hope that one day i will find the kind of love that my parents have. if i can find a guy who loves me half as much as my dad loves my mom, ill be lucky. my sister is one of my favorite people even though we don't always get along. i love driving, and shopping, and jumping on trampolines. i have a new-found love for yoga pants. i think that sometimes I'm not such a great person, and i have really horrible self confidence most of the time. i want to be friends with anyone and everyone, and i wish the whole world could just get along. i want to find a special guy to fall in love with, but I'm terrified of getting hurt, or hurting someone. I'm sometimes afraid of commitment, and i sometimes doubt that love can even exist in high school. i can not stand closed-minded people, and hypocrites, although I'm positive I've been both before. I'm far from perfect, i trip a lot, drop my stuff on a daily basis, i don't know how to dress cute, and i have more bad hair days than good. I'm really shy when i first meet people, and i have this problem where you cant get me to shut up once you know me. i stutter when I'm in uncomfortable situations, and I'm get really nervous when it comes to dealing with people of authority . I'm the complete opposite of assertive when it comes to strangers, and i always say things without thinking. i don't always give the best advice and i let people down. i spend way too much time on the computer, and not enough time doing important things. i have a year-old walmart pet goldfish named Sonny, and i talk to him sometimes.