My life: Facebook.

So, its sad to say, but I am addicted to Facebook. Everytime I get a second, I go on facebook to see whats new in the world. Facebook is constantly on, on my phone. I will even texts about updates on my wall or whatever via text. Its something that has changed my life.
My life is on facebook, for the good though. Without facebook I wouldnt know everything I do, nor would I be so close to the relatives that are in other states and countries.
I love Facebook for the reason that I know everything before my family does. So when someone posts their pregnant or engaged, I can call up the family and tell them before they do it.
I feel bad for snitching on them, but I at least have something to talk about with my family. I love facebook, because you can go check out peoples pictures, and profile without them knowing. I like to see what people are up too, even though it makes me a really noisy person.
I love reading other peoples conversations.
The dislikes about facebook: I have TONS of friends, but most of them I only talk to on Facebook, and not at school or in person. Its weird. That is one thing that bugs me. What do you think?

The weekend previous!

My roommate and I take turns having the apartment on the weekend, and this weekend was my weekend back in Faribault. I had planned to work all weekend, so I went home on Friday morning, because I wanted to see my boyfriend, Matt, and I had to work. I got home Friday afternoon and I went to visit my "grandma" at the nursing home. She isn't really my grandma, but she is an elderly woman that I had a connection with when I worked at Faribault Commons. As I was visiting her, I received a call from Matt, he just won some money playing pull tabs and wanted to know if I wanted to go to a movie. I said sure, and I headed off towards his house. We ended up going to The Town, it was a pretty good movie, very action packed. After the movie we hung out at his house for awhile until he had to go hunting, because Saturday was the opener of bow hunting! (: I worked from 7-3pm on Saturday and then went to the Olive Garden wtih an old friend, Katie. After we ate our endless buffet of pasta, we went for a drive and had fun. We went bowling, and we didnt do very good, but it was just the thought of it that made it fun.
Sunday, I worked 7-3pm again, and we watched the Vikings game with all my residents as we ate lunch in the living room. IT WAS A BLAST! They all really enjoyed it, when three o' clock came, I headed towards home to pack up and head back to Rochester. I really enjoyed my weekend, and I can't wait til this next weekend, because its my weekend in Rochester!

A trip down memory lane.

"Dad this one! No wait, this one!"
I grew up an only child in the country with nothing to do. My dad thought I should start learning how to drive early, which now, Im glad I did. Working between both our farm, and my grandparents farm was fun. We got to take a nice muddy path to get from farm to farm, and the smell of fresh air always made me happy. Dad thought it would be easiest to get a golfcart to drive between farms. Before you knew it, we were picking out a golfcart.
I wanted the fancy golfcart, radio, turn signal, lights, the whole works. As for dad, he was looking for the cheap basic one to get you from A to B. Thats what we got.
The moment that golfcart was home, it was being driven around. Dad found an old tractor radio and we put that in there, it also was getting lights put on it for night. I thought I was the coolest thing around, driving that golfcart. All the neighbors would wave and smile as I drove by, and always laugh about it when I saw them in person.
In the middle of winter I would be driving it, mostly getting stuck, but eh that was the fun part right?

I want to make a tribute to my dad. Without you teaching me how to drive, and buying me that golfcart, Im not sure where I would be today. It taught me how to drive, and gave me responsibility. I hope you can always look back on that stupid old golfcart and think of all the fun rides we had, all the times you had to get me out of the ditch in the winter. I know that I have some great memories on there, like the trips we use to take to town, the times my friends drove it and crashed, or when we rolled it and got up and started driving again. Those are the memories that will last a lifetime!
Thank you daddy!

My Inspirational Quote

The quote I found to be most inspirational is: "If you love something let it go, if it comes back it was yours to keep and if it doesnt, it was never meant to be."

This quote is very inspirational to me, because love sucks. When you have a terrible heart break, all you do is pray for them to come back. Not always do they come back, but when they do, it usually works out, because you know eachothers different flaws and how to get through them. Deep down, they must really love you because they are afraid to let you go.

Its also the same for death. When someone dies, you know deep down they love you, and you will see them in heaven someday right? So they are coming back; it was meant to be.

Sometimes the people you love the most, hurt you the most, and you learn to get passed that. When you let the people you love the most go, and they do come back, you know deep down it is true love.

These words also give you hope when you are down. When there is something so wonderful that you let go of, your afraid that nothing else is out there for that could be "better" then what you had.

Just remember, love isn't about finding the perfect person, it's about seeing the imperfect person perfectly!