Taco Bell

If it is possible to be addicted to Taco Bell, i'm pretty sure i am.  I LOVE Taco Bell.  I could eat it all day and everyday!  I love sruff with steak in it.  And i like the taco's and the cheesey potatoes.  Very much.  I'm in love.

Sunday

On Sunday i woke up around 11:30.  At about 12:10 i started cleaning my room.  By 11 O'clock at night i was done.  That is way to much cleaning for me!  My mother made me clean every little thing.  And i got a new bed.  And it is very comfy!  I love it.  My room will probably be messy again in about a week. Oh well.

Saturday

My mom left the house at around noon, lauren came over.  We watched tv and made a pizza.  We hung out with the coolest neighbor ever, Ely!  And yea. pretty fun

Friday

i had to argue with my parents to not make me go to michigan with them, because i dont like the car ride.  So I got to stay back in this cool town while my dad and little brother went up north.  My family celebrated my birthday with out me.  It's ok though... i still got all the money and presents.

Show case;

Was pretty good!  The trip to Canada episode things in between each skit was pretty funny!  And one of my very good friends Pat was doing the drums.. He was pretty sweett!

Summer time

Last summer everyday my sister Kayla, Stephanie, Kayla J and I would all go down to the lake by her house.  One day we decided to bring my little brother Austin.  We brought a bunch of floaty things and we set out to go to the island in the middle of the lake.  We got about 3/4th's of the way there and my older sister started freaking out saying she was scared and she couldnt do it!  So we all had to turn around.  When we were on our way back we didnt relize that my 7 year old brother decided he was still going to go out to the island!  No one had noticed until we had gotten back to the pier.  So i then had to get back on the floaty and swim as fast as i could out there.  Thank gosh he was alright.

Broken!

On January 12th 2011, i was all buckled in ready to go.  Going down the hill, slowing down about to get on the box.  I was going to fast my snowboard had just been waxed and so did the box.  I slid off the side put my arm down to catch myself and *crack* my wrist made a popping noise.  i didnt notice at first that my wrist had been hurting so i got back up and finnished my run.  By the time i got down my arm had throbbing pains going up it and a shock in my wrist feeling as if i had someone stabbing it over and over.  I called my mom and said i think i may have broke my wrist.  She came and we went to the hospital and i broke my first bone!