First Bloggggg

So...
This is my first blog. Taylor Rouss made this thing for me.

Today i had to work and then i went over to taylors house and we hung out for a while.
I love hanging out with him. And i am glad we have started hanging out a lot more. A few nights ago we just sat at starbucks and talked for like 3 hours. Nothing serious, just goofing off. He makes fun of everything that i do, but i have started to do it back to him and it makes me laugh.
We sat in his kitchen today for a good 15 minutes trying to teach me how to juggle, it was hilarious...for some reason we could not stop laughing. I love times like those. They make me happy. Half the time he doesn't even know whats wrong with me or if something is wrong...and he just makes my day better and says things that just makes me feel like he loves me no matter what. Even when he doesn't even know what goes on with me.

I also have a new friend, ariana. I love her. Shes awesome and shes very interesting to me. I love listening to what she has to say. She smokes, but it doesn't bother me.
The other night i hungout with her and my friend motes,or jonathon, whatever. We didn't do much of anything, really just drove around for hours(unintentional), we kind of got lost, kind of didn't. Oh well. Then we went canoeing in ariana's lake at about 1 in the morning til about 3, we just talked about what we thought about God and experiences that we have had. I loved it. I love love love listening to people's stories. It's the most interesting thing to me.

Lately i have had some of the best conversations with people, people that are completely unexpected.

One person opened up to me for once, i didn't think they EVER would. Even though it wasn't too much, i just loved the feeling of them opening up to me about something so personal and something that meant a lot to them. He made me realize that all i cared about were my own mistakes, and didn't take the time to realize others mistakes, as well. For some reason i can tell him almost anything in the world. And it's not for the reason everyone thinks it is, but im getting better at not caring what other people think. I can just tell him because i just feel like he will understand my mistakes or something, i don't really know. And plus he always tells me what i need to hear not EVER what i want to hear, hah. Of course i don't like it at times, but who does? Everyone always wants sympathy, but sometimes you need someone to tell you how it is.
He thinks i don't ever listen to him or take his advice, but if he only knew how much the things he has said to me have stuck with me and how some things probably always will. But i am a very stubborn person and i do want/like to get babied sometimes, so i could see why he doesn't think i listen to him. Oh well, i do listen to him and it does help a lot, so thats all that matters.

Well i think this is long enough, hah.

Hope it wasn't too boring.