So I have liked this guy for a long time. A bit over a year now. Durring the summer I went home to visit my family and durring that same time he went to go visit his brother who lives about two hours away. So I was going to go to a weekend camp and I invited him to come. He did. We had a good time. I got to know him more and more and the more I got to know him the more I liked him. We fit together like two pieces of a puzzle. We work together well. So at camp he met this girl and they have been talking on the phone everyday. He likes her. I don't understand how he can't see that we are perfect together. We have church at his house every sunday night. Tonight his roommate cooked so me and the guy I like and his roommate cooked together. I don't know why we work together so well, but we do. That's what I want in a relationship. I want a partner someone who will come alongside me. Someone who will live life with me. Someone who wants to do the same thing as me. (missions...we just got back from a trip where we cleaned out houses in New Orleans that were devestated from the hurricane) Someone who won't expect me to do all the work but will do it with me, like the laundry and dishes and cooking and cleaning. On the trip we did our laundry together and it was fun. At church we cook and clean and do dishes together. We hang out and I think that I could do this for the rest of my life. Well I checked his myspace today and he put a picture of her in the general section of his profile. It just sucks so bad. Like I don't know if I am to take this as the answer I am looking for and I need to move on and get over him or if I just need to be patient. So what do you think I shoudl do? Should I move on or should I just be patient? He is exactly what I have been waiting for and my friends say that I will never find a guy that fulfills all the things that I want and well he does. Let me know what to do.

What the hell is going on here? I swear everyone is getting married! By May 20th I will have been in three weddings in less than one year! Those three weddings don't count all the other weddings that I am not in! Here is a list of the people that I know that are getting married or have gotten marriend in the past year: 1. My ex-boyfriend and his girlfriend that he dumped me for. 2. My good friend JJ got married in November. 3. My roommate got married in July and I was the maid of honor. 4. My good friend Tiffa is getting married in March and I am in her wedding party too. 5. My best friend from high school is getting married on May 20th and I am in her wedding party too. 6. One of my best guy friends is getting married in June on an island off the coast of Cancun. 7. The guy that I took to my senior prom is getting married in March. 8. My cousin 9. My friend from church is getting married in august to a guy she met over Christmas break. All this makes me wonder about myself. Why am I not married? What is wrong with me? I found a guy that I really like and we fit together like a hand in glove, like two puzzle peices put together perfectly. But he likes someone else. So what? Is something wrong with me? Am I too fat? Am I not cute enough? Maybe I AM too weird for a decent guy to like me. Who knows. I guess I just have to be patient.

The sky is my home. It does not matter where I am, what country I am in, the sky remains the same. Sometimes when I feel loney and alone I can look up at the sky and know that God is with me. The sky is ever changing and yet at the same time it is always consistant. The sky is my home. Day or night, it will capture my heart and hold my attention. If I could, I would gaze into the sky forever. The sky is my home.

I only had one bass before. I didn't really want that bass, my dad picked it out for me. It didn't like the color or the brand. But I had no choice that was what I got. Take it or leave it. I learned to play the bass on that guitar. I grew to love it. It stayed in tune the tone was pretty good and it met my needs. I was content. I didn't need anything else but that bass. But then it broke. I did everything I could to fix it but it could not be repaired. Then the guys in my band took me to go shopping for a new bass in Seattle. We went to Guitar Center and they asked me what I was looking for. I had no idea. So I started to try out different basses. I tried out pretty ones ugly ones, ones that sounded great and ones that sounded horrid. I didn't find a bass there but at the end of that trip I told the guys that I wanted one that looked like that, one that sounded like that one and one with a neck like the one over there. Randall found an only bass store so we went there and took one walk all around the store. Martin picked one up and showed it to me and it was so much prettier than the one that I thought was pretty. I pluged it in and it sounded better than the one that sounded good and it had the neck that I wanted. The first bass I had represents the one and only boyfriend I ever had. He was just my friend from high school. We started to hand out alot and we would talk on the phone. I wasn't really attracted to him, he had red hair and a lazy eye. But I grew to love him. Somehow he became my boyfriend and I learned what it meant to love with him. He was a really good boyfriend. What more could I ask for. He was great and we had alot of fun together. But then our relationship broke. I did everything I could to fix it but it was not repairable. After that I started to watch guys and try and figure out what kind of guy I wanted to be with. I would take a trait from one guy and a feature from another until I knew what I wanted. So one day I walked into a bass store and I saw a bass haning on the wall. I saw it and I heard what it sounded like.I tried it out and me and the bass fit like a hand in glove, like two puzzle pieces put together. I looked at the price tag and I didn't have enough money. That's what love is like for me.