close call.

i wrecked my car today. it was awful. 

baby.

i'm a bawl baby.
i can't even bare my testimony about special needs mutual, without sobbing.
good grief.
i'm so embarrassed.
and i now get to speak in sacrament meeting about it..
save me.

phobia..?

this is for you shelby. hahahaaaa
good times (:
ohh and let's have a pudding fest. deal?

good grief

first week of senior year? done.
holy cow. i feel old.

and i'm scared for the future. i don't want to grow up. i'm not ready.

 i love high school.      for the most part.

anyway. i hope i just go out with a bang! make some memories worth remembering.

are you picking up what i'm throwing down?

anxiety..?

i went to the dentist this morning.. and let's just say..  i don't like the dentist. at all. even if it is garry wilson who is in my ward and everything. don't get me wrong. i like garry. i hate dentist. are you picking up what i'm throwing down? but i get a lot of anxiety while at the dentist..

i probably look kinda like this guy.. i struggle a lot. but hey at least i don't pass out at the dentist. i'll leave that for more special occasions like.. going to the doctor (eye doctor included). or being on my period. or slamming my finger in a car door. or maybe even just being there when my sister gets her ears pierced..

if you haven't already guessed... i'm 99% sure i have a fear of pain. and i'm 99% sure that it's a big phobia.

i struggle.. but hey i'm over it. i've learned to laugh about it.