☂Diaries

Obviously I don't really need a diary since I have a blog. The new age diary I guess. But I used to have a diary. I had many through my junior high days, and during the move, I found them. I have been reading them a little bit and wow those were some though years. But at the same time god I was stupid and cute! haha
There are some quite embarrassing things in there. Like "I love _____" and so on. haha I was a dumbass. Too boy (and girl although I didn't realize it at that time) focused at such a young age. The move to this city was not really a good thing for me at first. If I had not come to the private all girls school that I go to now I would have gotten into a lot of trouble. It is interesting as I read my diaries to see how fast I changed from the innocent little girl with pinktails from a different city, to the girl who changed herself for people so often and did nothing but try and please people and get some friends. I suddenly liked boys and followed girls around. At first I had friends but I didn't know how to be equally bitchy as them in order to keep them. And then suddenly I was more bitchy than them and they all hated me. ohhh good times.

Anyways, kyra will be here in an hour and my hair looks like I got ran over by a bus.

yours,
a dancer.

☂blast from the past

I found some of my old baby pictures and I scanned some of the really cute ones into my computer.

me and my mum

me ridiculously dressed!

attacked by stuffed things!

the cats definitely thought i was furniture...

i had a huge fish. definition of awesome.

why did we not keep this awesome sand turtle!?

me wearing my mum's bra lol

stuffing my face as per usual

my favorite picture of me and my mum :)

my nana, me and my papa at the lake i love :)

Just some memories to share with you!

yours,
a dancer.

☂Skating will not be my profession by far but I love it:)

Last night I slept over at Kyra's. Janelle, Kyra and I went skating at the community center and it was sooooo fun! I loved it! I am going skating again tomorrow with Jeremy. Although I love it my knees say the exact opposite. I don't think I have ever had my knees bruised this badly! But I will still go skating tomorrow and have a blast yet again! I wish that I was better at skating. I am seriously thinking of asking for a pair of skates for my birthday! I wish that we had a rink that was within walking distance. I would love that! I also wish that we didn't move around so much when I was young so I had the kinds of memories that other kids have when they walk around their neighborhood. My memories come from everywhere. Most of them not so fun...
Anyways, I want to get better at skating. It will be fun! I have to use hockey skates that are a size too big for me tomorrow:\ I hope they are okay haha. Last night I used figure skates that fit perfectly. Well a little tight on the sides but that is to be expected since they weren't mine.

I really want to see the lovely bones!

yours,
a dancer.

☂I love you forever

Love You Forever

by Robert Munsch

A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang:

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be.

The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "this kid is driving me CRAZY!"

But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be.

The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo!

But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be.

The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo!

But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be.

That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town.  If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be.

Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, "You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick." So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang:

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always...

But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song:

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my Mommy you'll be.

When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang:

I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be.

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I used to love this book as a child and I still do! It makes my heart all warm and fuzzy^_^ I will so be reading this to my kids when they are born haha! The drawings in the book are so cute too! I love visiting childhood memories! I makes me happy... most of the time that is. All of the books I used to read as a kid are good memories though! I love books^_^ When I was at the lake this summer I realized that the yearly tradition that was the lake every summer is no more. I will be getting a job next summer and that means no week off for the lake:( Going this year though wasn't the same. We (me and my sisters and brother) usually go down to the lake with our nana and papa (no parents allowed) and their best friends and their grandkids. This year the friends and their grandkids didn't come down:( They are family practically! So the lake was kind of boring... It was like this thing you remembered as the best thing in the world and going back and it is not even close to the way you remember it. I guess some good things should just better be kept a memory. 

yours,

a dancer.