stress.

i think i might be under a bit of stress.

my eyebrows now lack some essential qualities. like. hmmm looking symmetrical. 

finding shoes for prom has turned into a mood rendering experience.. my heart is honestly set on heels. but i can't bring myself to wear them. because i can't bring myself to be taller than my date. but remember how my heart is set on them? that makes finding flats... nearly impossible. 

my mother may or may not have embarrassed me so much that the effect resulted in breaking down in tears. (i'm totally going to blame that on the fact that t.o.m. is visiting.)

i can't bring myself to log on to skyward, in fear of what i might find there. 

senior pictures? i have no idea where to do them. ideas? 

worrying that i'm going to die on ragnar because i never have time to run long runs. 

anyone have a stress reliever?

prom dress.

i'm having a hard time deciding between dresses for prom.

any opinions of your favorite would be greatly appreciated!

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so little time.

i'm up to my eyeballs in homework. i have special needs prom tonight. and all my clothes are unclean. help? before stress overcomes me..

college..?

all of my friends say how much they can't wait to graduate high school and move on to college. they're ready to get far away from their family.

me on the other hand.. i'm scared to death of college. i'm scared of growing up,. 
am i the only one who's scared? cause i'm sorta feeling that way.
i don't know what i want to go into.
i don't know where i want to go.
and i love my parents. and i'm not sure if i'm ready to grow up.
and i've got seven months until i have to grow up.
six if you count when i turn 18.
i need to make these months count.

i'm swimming in it

i'm up to my eyeballs with stress. i don't know how much longer i'm going to be able to tread in it. and on top of that it's making me break out. this is not okay seeing that homecoming is saturday. i need to go find a stress ball.

back to reality

going back to school. not that great. having to deal with people you don't really like very much. lunch duty for spirit team (the beast lunch lady yelled at me the entire time.). dealing with boys that are either to good for you, or the ones that you wish would just leave you alone. a truck load of homework. getting school pictures back. (i wanted to puke). wearing my rain boots cause it was supposed to rain. (it didn't rain) 

on the bright side. the day is over. i vented to my friend on the way home over stupid boys who are just too cool for me. loser. you know who you are. and hey i was born into the deaf community today. got my name sign. ohh and i got to see friends. i sorta missed them a bit.

well here's to eight and a half more months of school.

yipee.... 

 

a need a breather..

i'm heading into a hectic schedule once again. the comforts of a laid back summer are over. no doing what i want whenever i want. no sleeping in until noon. i'll probably  still be staying up late. but i'm sure it'll be cause of homework. not because i'm having a good time.

but my summer schedule ends about.. tonight.

7:00-9:30ish  football game
10:30-bed time

saturday

4:00 a.m.-11:00  run a half marathon
11:00-4:30  come home and rest (i'll probably be so tired i'll sleep..like after ragnar.. i was in like a coma..)
5:30-8:30  BBQ for the little brothers baseball team
9:00-11:30  the stake dance i've been waiting for all summer!!
12:00-  a very tired breanna will be in bed. and asleep.


pretty epic.. i know..

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.