To "Luke" (lucky)

I found this when I was going through a bunch of my old school work. I vividly remember drawing this in Grade one. Miss Carson's class. I was sitting in the back of the room, in the corner. This is how big of an impact my baby made on my life, that I would remember doing this simple little drawing. I even remember why I spelled her name wrong. I wanted to make it "different" than just the regular spelling of Lucky. I wanted it to be special, like she was.

Opening Up

Alright, I'm opening my blog to the public, finally. After over a year of me not-so-faithfully writing in it, I'm going to share my inner thoughts (lol!) with the general public haha. I should have lots to blog about tonight, depends on how long I feel like typing for though haha.
So, without further adieu, I'll get started on my blog for tonight.
First off, I started to sponsor a little boy from Burkina Faso named Joel Nakoulma. He is six years old and I'm very excited to start my relationship with him and to learn about him and know him as he grows physically, mentally, and in his faith.
Next, I have been searching, for some time now, for a cozy little house for me to move into and call my own. I found one tonight. Showed it to my parents who said they would take a look this week. I was pumped. On cloud 9. Thrilled. And just about everything in the book. Till they said they would give Gaynelle a call. Gaynelle, being my cousin. I was like "um. wtf do you need to call her for?" to which they replied, she wants to rent from us. I was LIVID, and promptly flipped out at them. "So, I've been wasting my time, looking for a house for SOMEONE ELSE to live in? You've GOT to be joking." They weren't. Countless nights I have laid in bed, searching for a house that was close by and cheap and well, perfect for me. And all this time I've really been looking for Gaynelle. Not impressed.
Third, I called out John's girlfriend Cindy, about their little "joke" they played on me. She meant every word she said. So I said, great, well, have a good life, bitch. Then I messaged my brother, and informed him that I had had my heart broken one too many times by him, and I would no longer be dealing with the bullshit he pours out at me, and until further notice, I am an only child. *Please submit all applications to be my new big brother to my facebook account :) Rules are as follows: you must not break my heart, you must not say nasty things about my family, you must act like a big brother and not like a 24/7 asshole.*
Fourth, I am planning on breeding my rabbit, Thumper this summer and I am a) looking for a suitable buck to breed her with, and b) looking to see how many people would possibly be interested in a bunny :) Thumper may possibly be up for sale after the breeding and birth as I am looking for a tamer pet who allows me to handle it. ( I need a cuddle buddy)

thumper

I bought a bunny tonight. Her name is Thumper, she's a four month old dwarf cross, and she's some cute. But I'm not allowed to have her. Why? I don't know. I don't deserve a reason I guess because nobody would give me one. Not a real one anyways. "We're not allowed farm animals" -She's a rabbit for crying out loud! Not a horse! "The neighbors might complain" -over a fucking caged rabbit? They *really have issues if they complain over a rabbit who is in a cage, not in their gardens. "You cant take care of a pet! Look at your fish!" -the water is clean. the fish are fed, and obviously healthy.
I don't understand what the deal is over a dwarf rabbit. I didn't even get a shot at proving myself to them. All they care about is the fact that there are a couple clothes on the floor, and that i don't have my license yet. Every day it's the same thing. "Get your license. Get your license." its like a damned broken record that i can't turn off.
I love the fact that i am not mature and responsible enough to take care of a rabbit, but they want to get me a house. Because that's soo much easier to take care of than a rabbit. Ugh! I just want to cry somedays. It hurts my head.

What I am Thankful For :)

So, this is a list of stuff that I am thankful for in my life. Most of it is serious, but some of it is just me being silly. What are YOU thankful for?

My parents
Madison
Amanda
Samara
Brenden
Georgia
Ti Gilles
My God-parents
My God-sister
Peter
Kyle
Camping
The time I had with loved ones that have passed on
Bathrooms lol
My friends
Facebook
Myspace
Youtube
Music
Clean clothes
food
water
Pepsi
email
love
My cell phone
money
People who don't annoy me
My computer
being able to walk and run
Church
living in a free country
cookies
Chuck Norris
JoAnn still being alive
God
knowing how to play cribbage
sweet old men
old people in general
soldiers
veterans
"Master"
writing
books
newspapers
gentlemen
life
snow
sun
warmth
cold
rain
the ocean
the forest
animals
horses
Pokey
work
being able to blog freely
paper
pens
trees because they clear the air so we can breathe :D
flowers
my plants
CMT
my record player
the time I've had with John Glass and the memories I have of him.