Simply sensational

I finally went on a nice, week long vacation.  It was a blast!  In the beach house, we had people from my hometown and over seas.  Our party consisted of my aunt Trish and her boyfriend Tim, my mom and I, my uncle Marty, my aunt Vicky and uncle Ed, my aunt Julia and my cousin Sara, my aunt Mags and uncle Danny, and last but not least, Trish and Julia's father Amos.  This was by far the best vacation I've ever had.  I'm so glad I got to meet the 'Brits' my mom and aunt Trish always talk about.  The only bad-sucky part about the trip was that the "Wifi" didn't work at all till the last day we were in the house.  Which means, no connection to the outer world other than the people I was staying with and anyone who worked anywhere we went.  Also, it was a bit shocking that anywhere in Kinnakeet, Rodanthe, or Avon that we went, the people who worked in the shops all had a Russian accent.  Considering Russia is about 5 countries and an ocean away, it's a little on the odd side of the spectrum.  All in all, I had a fantastic time, and I can't wait to go to the United Kingdom next summer. :)

Cheers mates!
L M Butler

"I wanna hang out with my wang out!"

Tutoring and teaching students is much harder than it seems.  I'm a 4th and 5th grade tutor and the students are hilarious.  Considering the innocence of a 9 year old, I couldn't stop laughing at what this one little boy had to say to me one day.  "Ms. L, I wanna hang out with my wang out!", said JB.

"Excuse me?! You're 9 years old!", I replied in amusement.

JB said, "I know, but the ladies like it.  They call me cute and sweet and adorable."

"Because you're NINE!", I said.

"Age is only a number baby.  Speaking of numbers, may I have yours?", JB said with a smile.

This little boy is the funniest child in the world.  He's loud and misbehaves quite often, although I must admit I find it amusing at times.  

On another note, I'm trying my hardest to leave Zachary out of my mind.  My opinion is, I've made an effort to be friends and be polite, although if you're going to ignore my texts and be a jerk about everything, then there's no need for me to waste my time on somebody who doesn't want me to bother them.  Time will tell if it was either meant to be or if he actually cares enough to remain friends.  Otherwise, I need to look forward and move on, no matter how difficult it may be.  Change could be all I need.  Although, I have a feeling that I will always love him and care about him deep down, to some degree.  "Maybe it's time to change, And leave it all behind, I've never been one to walk alone, I've always been scared to try, So why does it feel so wrong, To reach for something more, To wanna live a better life, What am I waiting for?, 'Cause nothing stays the same, Maybe it's time to change." Maybe - Sick Puppies

L M Butler

A little note happy, are we?

When Zack and I first started dating, we talked almost nonstop.  Then one day, I told Zack I wanted to know what happens in his Physics class.  So he said to me "I'll write you a note babe."  From then on, I wrote him a note every single day.  I promised him, before we broke up, that even when he is in college, I would still write him notes daily.  And up until June 8, 2010, I wrote him a note everyday, full of love and thought.  The notes were about my day, what I'm doing in class, I would ask him how his day was, etc.  Although he only wrote me two notes.  :( bummer, but oh well, I still loved writing them.  Even though we're broken up now, I still find myself writing him notes.  Although the tone of them has changed, the time and love I put into them has not.  People are probably tired of hearing this, but I miss him a lot.  I almost didn't realize how much he really did mean to me until we broke up. :/
Life lesson learned: don't take things for granted, they're more valuable then they seem.

L M Butler

Getting there...

Summer is going by faster and faster every year. This summer, I'm working as a teacher's assistant and it's very interesting. The kids are all so different in just one class, that it's difficult to get used to. All of the kids took the same Pre-Test, and one child scored an 89%, yet the other a 17%. They all have such different personalities that it's crazy. Also within the past week, I've dyed my hair. It's bright and I like it, but it's almost too bright. Oh well, hair grows. And with the whole "love gained, love lost." thing, I'm getting by. I miss him more than anyone could imagine, but sooner or later, I'm going to have to move on. It's hard but I'm trying. If he would talk to me, that'd be great, although he'll barely reply to any of my messages. Maybe once every two-ish weeks if I'm lucky. I hope I'll get to see him atleast one last time before he goes off to Longwood in August. We shall see.


L M Butler

Misery at its best

For the past three and a half weeks, it seems that my life can do nothing but go into a downward spiral. The list of bad things happening to me keeps growing, and I don't know what to make of it. I lost the man of my dreams, I got two C+'s on my exams, my braces broke, I have poison ivy from yard work, I got a little sunburn, my best friend will barely talk to me; the list goes on. Also, to top it off, my "self propelled" lawn mower decided to stop "self propelling". In which, I'm pushing 165 lbs. of dead weight across my front and back lawn. I have to admit, it's one heck of a workout. And my so called "best friend" doesn't act like he even wants to be my best friend. He works a lot, is tired, and has a life other than me; I understand all this, although I miss him. He's a great guy, but I don't know what to think anymore. He confuses me to death and I hate that. It makes me feel vulnerable when I don't know what he's thinking. I know things take time, to move on and settle, but I'm rather impatent.

L M Butler