Best Friends...What A Joke

What is the definition of a best friend?

Is there an accurate dictionary definition?

Can it be altered to fit different individuals?

To me a best friend is someone who stands by you through everything. They don't judge you...AT ALL! They would never tear you down or criticize the way you look. They will always try to make you laugh and would never make you cry. They will hurt anyone who would even fathom hurting you. They have your back constantly and will never let you down.

There are so many other characteristics that constitute being a best friend.

These are some things a best friend won't do: Tell you you are overweight, tell you that you need to whiten your teeth, tell you that boys won't date you because you are doing something wrong, tell you that they've always thought you were fat, tell you that you are faking your medical conditions and you just need to get over them.

Why would you ever keep someone in your life that is this negative? Why would someone ever treat you like this and still consider themselves your best friend? I have no idea. My mind is seriously blown. All of this happened to me this last weekend. Ridiculous. Someone I have considered my closest and best friend EVER treated me this way.

I was in a relationship with someone for two and a half years and he treated me this way (among other terrible things). I promised myself I would never let ANYONE treat me like this and remain a part of my life. I hope my "best friend" realizes what he has just done.

I am done with him. Forever. Unless, as my real best friend Dani put it, he comes crawling back on his hands and knees with $500 worth of chocolate and flowers begging for my forgiveness.

Seriously though, I will not have people treat me this way. I have been treated this way my entire life and I am sick of it. I don't understand how people can feel good about themselves when they treat others this way. It is ridiculous to me that they can look themselves in the eye and be alright with themselves. They can say things like this to other people and think that it was the right thing to do.

I am always honest with people but I know how to say things in a way that wouldn't hurt their feelings yet still tell them the truth. You need to have tact and class when you are talking to other people especially about sensitive subjects that are likely to hurt someone's feelings (i.e. weight, personal appearance, etc.)

Think before you speak people. Really. Do it.

Also, don't ever insult me and think that you will remain a part of my life. Nice try but no. Not happening. Sorry I'm not sorry.

13 Days and Counting

Well people...13 days until classes start again.

I'm officially a Senior! Weird...

I've been doing this for way way WAY too long. I can't wait to be done and start moving on with my life. I hate school so much. I'm just sick of it. My schedule this semester won't be bad but still.

Well the Eastern Idaho State Fair is in town...yipee. Not. I hate the fair. I only ever really enjoyed it when I had to do 4-H and showing my sheep and pigs. That was fun for me and I enjoy going back to watch the shows. I enjoy eating Pronto Pups and Scone Nuggets. But I DO NOT like the crowds. I don't ride the rides. I don't go to the concerts or motocross or horse races. Those things aren't fun for me.

So now that I've said that...I was at the fair yesterday for twelve hours. Shoot me. I went to the sheep shows at 0800 which was awesome. I guessed all the winning rams and ewes in the Hampshire and Suffolk classes. I'm so cool. Ha :] After that I went home for about a half hour to change because it was down pouring outside. Then I made my way back in with my parents.

I hung out with some friends and we walked around for a long long LONG time which was fun. I love my friends. But when they were on the rides and stuff I just stood there. It sucked. Those things just aren't fun for me and I don't understand how people can spend so much money on these things. It just doesn't make sense to me.

Finally after my friends went home I tracked my parents down so that we could leave. Yeah an extra hour later when I finally got them to leave... *sigh* I have blisters all over my feet and I'm just exhausted...still.

I had some idiot try and stop me from walking through the bunny barn. He said "You can't have that dog in here (referring to Rogue, my SERVICE DOG). You need to go around." I looked at him and said "She's my service dog, you can't tell me I can't be in here." Well he proceeded to tell me he could and that if the bunnies got one whiff of Rogue they would freak out blah blah blah. Yeah that was like the hundredth time I'd walked through the bunny barn and the bunnies couldn't have cared less. Stupid rabbit guy.

My dad told him what's what though. It was awesome. Idiots.

Some people are so ignorant. I mean really. I can't even tell you how frustrated I am with stupid people. I have a service dog for a reason people. She is my equivalent of a wheelchair. Would you tell someone in a wheelchair that they couldn't be near the bunnies because the wheels would scare them? No you wouldn't. People don't use their brains. Yes Rogue is a dog. And yes normal dogs would try and kill the rabbits (because rabbits are stupid, useless creatures). But Rogue is not a normal dog. She is not a pet. She does not chase animals. She does not act like a regular dog. She is trained specifically to help me out and if you used any of the few brains cells you had you would realize that.

Sorry I can be mean about this sometimes. I just get so annoyed with how rude people are to me about it. Being told I can't be somewhere sucks (even though I can still be there and legally they can't tell me that.) Being asked what's wrong with me sucks. I get stared at like a circus freak all day everyday. People talk about me within hearing distance. I stand there and hear them and they don't seem to realize that I can hear every word that they say about me. No one ever talks to me...they just talk about me. They point and stare constantly.

I've gotten to the point where I do it back to them. I know that sounds rude but it is exactly what they are doing to me. When they see me staring, pointing and talking about them you can see it click in their brains that what they are doing is completely inappropriate, rude and inconsiderate.

*Sigh* One day I'll be surrounded by people who aren't completely stupid and ignorant. Until then I guess I just have to deal with it... :/

My Mind Is Racing In ... One Direction

Yeah...

I've never been one to be drawn to things that everyone is raving about. I never read Twilight or Hunger Games until I saw the movies (and then still not on the bandwagons. Okay maybe on the Hunger Games.) I never went crazy about Justin Bieber when he came out (Baby, baby, baby. Oh?). And now here we are at One Direction.

I've heard several of their songs on the radio. Love them. Know them by heart. But I wouldn't call myself a fan.

And then I saw the music video for "Best Song Ever". Oh. My. Gosh. Did you SEE them!?

I didn't realize until Friday that they were gorgeous. Like, man why didn't anyone tell me!?

So then of course I had to reflect back on the past three years of my life and figure out where I've been.

Three years ago I was in Provo, Utah at school. 19 years old. How old were the members of One Direction? 16, 17, 16, 16, and 18. Okay so not that big of a difference but at 19 years old and just coming home from an internship where I dated guys who were 23+ years old, they were YOUNG!

So I just brushed them off. And if you look back when they first started they all look like baby tods. They are cute but not hot. But now...

Man really...I could go on and on. I've gone back and watched several of their music videos and listened to their songs. I've even watched their X-Factor auditions. I mean...I can't get this guys off my mind.

So let's tally this up: They are hot, they can sing, they have accents, and there are five of them. Why would anyone hate them?! But really...

Personally I favor Liam but they are all awesome.

Seriously though...since I got it on Friday, I have listened to "Best Song Ever" 428 times (at 1400 it was 396...I listened to it 32 more times in six hours. And it continues to play as I write this...429) *side note: just listened to it another time...430*

My four year old niece watched the music video with me and when it finished she said "Again! Let's watch it again!" We're both hooked.

But really all hot guy jokes aside...this guys really can sing. That is the best thing about singers who make it off these reality tv shows. They can actually sing! Which is really refreshing when other pop artists are all synthesized and whatnot.

I'm a Directioner...who'd a thunk!? :]

By the way: I didn't know that One Direction fans were called Directioners. I was sitting thinking about what they would call themselves (you know Justin Bieber has his Bielibers...) and all that came to my mind was the Onesies. I mean, I like it. I wouldn't mind saying "I'm a Onesie!" But I like Directioner, too haha :] Maybe I can get Onesie to be a thing...

Hey Girl Hey

What's up!?

Well things lately have been good...ish.

I had to go to the doctor and get my meds fixed. They didn't seem to be working even though I'd been pretty stable on them for a while. Oh well...hopefully they will start to work again.

I have been hanging out with my dear friend Taylor Coles a lot lately. Man she really is one of my best friends. We have such a blast together and we are the same type of crazy haha

We decided that we are going to live together up at BYU-I Fall semester 2014. It will be her first semester and my last. Oh man we are going to have such a blast!!

Well speaking of friends...I have one friend who is being really weird towards me lately now that she is back in school. She is having a rough time at home and when I try and talk to her about it and help her, invite her over or to go somewhere to get her mind off everything, she tells me she is fine and can handle it. Or she will say things to me that really worry me about her safety and then just quit talking to me.

Well this happened the other day and it was really scaring me. But I figured she probably just needed time to herself to figure things out. Well my friend and I were driving in town and saw her meeting up with the kid I wrote about a couple posts ago. Same day she tells me she doesn't need anyone she just wants to be alone she does this.

I told her if she doesn't want to hang out with me she can just tell me...but I don't know.

Whatever.

I'm just going to not worry about it. What ever happens happens.

I'll just continue to have fun with T and life will be good. :]

Short, Sweet, and Straight to the Point

Well peeps...

I went to an orthopedic surgeon the other day to figure out what is wrong with ... well everything.

Let me start over...

Last week, Tuesday I believe, I hurt my foot. BAD. I was in so much pain. I couldn't hardly walk and it was tingly/numb. Ugh it was terrible. So we went to the doctor and I was diagnosed with turf toe. That's right, TURF; like football turf. Yes I have an injury to usually only football players get...what?!?!

Also, for anyone who doesn't know I am just always in pain with my hips, knees, ankles, wrists, shoulders...my whole body just hurts.

Well the doctor informed me that I have chronic tendonitis. In order to fix this problem I am going to have to go to a physical therapist three times a week for six weeks. He will teach me exercises I can do that will strengthen my body and make the pain go away. And then, in order to remain pain free, I have to keep exercising.

What does this mean?

I won't be fat anymore! Yay!!

Ok not that I was that fat anyway but I am definitely self conscious about the way I look and I wish that I was skinnier. So now I am going to be!!!

Well yeah so that is about all the excitement in my life right now.

Thank you tendonitis :]