Cheers to the freakin weekendd :)

I finally cleaned my room.

I need a dress for homecoming.

I'm tired.

I wanna get out of this houseee.

Working later. Woo.

I'm hungry.

Freedom :D

I got my license yesterday... talk about WIN. I got a perfect score on my driving test, (in Illinois you take the written test when you're fifteen, so I didn't have to do that.) and my picture turned out awesome. I got to go run errands for my mom for like two hours, BY MYSELF, where I controlled the radio, I decided where to go and what to buy, it was perfect.

It did take a couple extra weeks to get my license, which was stressful, but now that I have it, it doesn't even matter. :)

AND, my Edge meeting last night went really well, I'm really excited for tonight.
(To those of you who don't know, Edge is our middle school ministry at church, every wednesday night I work with them. Leading small groups, giving talks, depending on the night.)
Tonight's night is about Masks, getting them to think about who they really are, and if they're being themselves around others, to put it simply.

Other than that, I'm out of things to blog about. I need to go homecoming dress shoppinggg,, maybe friday? I dunno.

Thanks for listening.

P.S. Boys are still weird.

Its whatevzzz, yo.

I was never really as good at pretending as I thought. I used to think I was hiding everything about me, but I know you know. I'm not that naïve anymore. The trouble is figuring out where to go from here. I don't know what it is about me, but I can promise you I'm done falling. You won't have to catch me, I won't expect anything from you whatsoever. As long as you let me be. It could've been really great, I'm sorry for whatever I did. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough,

I'm gonna find someone someday.

♥

Aha, hey.

So hi, I'm Lindsey.

I've had many blogs in the past.. but I guess I'll be keeping up with this one unlike my other blogs, which are now lonely and forgotten. I always preferred blogging as opposed to journaling, just because typing takes less time. Plus, I like having the colors and backgrounds and everything. Although, I do think journaling is a more quaint way of expressing thoughts.

 I don't really know what kind of writer I am, I guess artist? I like to write in a pretty way. If that makes sense. As if I was writing poetry, without it actually being poetry. I'm big on quotes, I actually keep a leather journal full of quotes with me, and I add more as I hear them.

I think this blog will be nice. Especially since I'm online a LOT. So I won't have much of an excuse. I'm probably just going to write about nonsensical topics, as they apply to me in my personal life.

I don't really know what else to write about, Mrs. Musik said I have to spend a minimum of twenty minutes on this entry, and I've spent about fifteen. That's probably gonna end up being my problem this class, not spending enough time on my homework. I'm a huge procrastinator, it's getting worse the older I get. Hopefully I'll conquer that flaw by the end of this year.

Well, it's been a good twenty minutes now.

See you later.