manuscript update

yeah, yesterday i was hit by a avalanch of idias. and i got some of them down on paper before i had to do some more laundry and cook dinner. its my story, the first part in the series im writing. the name of it is "forever". i figuered, there arent many vamp romances around, and since stephanie meyers went so well, why not try my hand at them instead of writing fanfics on quizilla.

shout out to john: I USE THE NAME JOHN IN ALOT OF MY STORIES. i like that name, and i dont care if you thinks its dull and too common. it has alot of charicter, and it makes the person seem alot more real.

but yeah, i got half of the prologue done. that doesnt mean i havnt wroten alot. just the oposite, i have writtin quite alot. it will be a long prologue. i might work on it a bit today. i woke up early, and i am tyerd still. i have to baby sit my six year old little brother river. what a pain.

i thought i wanted lots of kids....but after having to baby sit three of my sisters and one of mine, including and thirteen year old juvinile delinquent [my cousin colton] i am limiting myself to a short number of TWO!

i cant emagin wanting five or six kids anymore. and i think this is healthier for my body too.
shana said that any time i want kids or i want sex, just borrow her little monsters for a day, and that would change my mind. it works!!!

but thankfully, i have a week, just one more week, to go until i can see my james....i cant wait. there is a sinking feeling in my gut that developes when i think of him, merely because i think he might be losing interest, wich, i will do my best, to stay active and fun.

today is my 18 year old brothers birthday. he went to live with his dad last year, and we havnt seen him since. we know he's out there still, because he called my ex-step-fathers house. he refuses to call my mom. how immature. she raised him since he was a baby. his father didnt even want him! and he just pushes his family away to go live with the father that didnt want him!
its sick.

but yeah, i dont have much more to say.

SONG OF THE DAY: secondhand serenade "your call"


waiting for your call. im sick, call im angry.
call im desperate for your voice.
im listening to the song we used to sing, im in the car,
do you remember, butterfly, ealy summer,

its playing on repeat, just like when we would meet.
like when we would meet.

i was born to tell you i love you.
and im torn to do what i have to.
to make you mine, stay with me tonight.

stripped and pilished, i am new, i am fresh
i am feeling so ambitious.
you and me, flesh to flesh
cos every breath that you will take
when your sitting next to me,
will bring life into my deepest hopes.
whats your fantasy?
whats your...whats your...

i was born to tell you i love you
and im torn to do what i have to,
to make you mine
stay with me tonight.

and i am tired of being all alone
and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
and im tired of being all alone
and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
and im tired of being all alone
and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
im tired of being all alone
but this solitary moment makes me want to come back home

i was born to tell you i love you
and i am torn to do what i have to
i was born to tell you i love you
and im torn to do what i have to

i was born to tell you i love you
and im torn to do what i have to
i was born to tell you i love you
and i am torn to do what i have to
to make you mine stay with me tonight.