What I've learned lately.

I've been emailing one of my old EFY counselors for the past 3 weeks or so and this is what we have figured out together.

We are given friendship to uplift us, not drag us down.

You pick your friends. Don’t let them pick you.
-You need to WANT to be your friends friend for some reason other than the fact that they want to be friends with you.

“He that loveth not knoweth not God” John 4:8

-Apply this to your life. Love everyone and try to see them as your Father in Heaven sees them. Everyone deserves to be treated as a child of God, because we all are. It’d not just you and it’s not just me-try to see His children through Heavens eyes- not just your own. Also remember to look at yourself in this regard as well. Because you are His child. You deserve to be around people who treat you this way. Also remember that to have friends you have to be a friend. So live the golden rule, but don’t let someone walk all over you. Friendships and Friends are not perfect.

Sometimes you get burned out and other times you really just don’t feel like helping people (everybody gets this way) because after a while if seems like no one will help you. But don’t think that way. Father in Heaven is always there for you.

When you help others, you help yourself. Charity is the most essential thing you can ever learn to practice in your life. It’s hard and its not something you get worldly rewards for. But when you help others, you help yourself. And someday someone will help you. Actually I’d rather phrase it this way. Someday someone will save you. They’ll save you from yourself and you’ll save them from theirself. That’s what love is about. And love isn’t just about romance. It’s about everything. We were given all the opportunities we were given so that we can excel and those oppertunities were given to us because HE LOVE YOU. If you don’t remember anything else I’ve said remember that. Love is the key ingrediant throughtout life. If you don’t, you have nothing. But you have to make that love for yourself.

Life Hurts. It’s always going to hurt. And its never going to stop. But that’s what makes it so incredible. I feel alone more than ever, even when I am with my friends here. But it’s ok. It is completely ok.

Life is sticky. It’s a mess, But learn to love it, because it you don’t you never will.

A few weeks ago I reached a point in my life when I realized that I am never going to be the smartest, the prettiest, the fastest, the most talented, and since then, everything has started to go a lot better. Because no one is all of those things.

The Lord doesn’t make mistakes, and He made ME.

Mother Dear I Love You SOO

While I was growing up, it was completely normal for me to come home from school to a plate of warm fresh baked cookies and a glass of milk. To hear "I love you" at LEAST 15 times a day. To get a hug and a kiss EVERY single time I got out of the car, no matter how embarrassing it was at the moment. To have a lunch sitting there all packed up and ready for me to take to school, ofter times everything in the lunch had a common theme like... circles or red, with a little note on the napkin saying how much I'm loved. To be able to come to my mom with homework problems and somehow, she always knew the answer.

To have a calender every summer that was completely hand made, with something fun to do on each day. Mondays= service day, and there would be a specific thing we would do for someone written on the day, Tuesdays= Library day, and there would be a topic we would find books on that day and we would study them until the next Tuesday. Wednesday= field trip day, where would go to the zoo or the museum, or the park, Thursday= activity day, making mud pies in the back yard, playing in the hose, stuff like that. Friday was friend day. Then there were themes for weeks. such as CRAZY CEREAL WEEK.

It wasn't a surprise for me to see at least one member of my family at pretty much every single performance I have ever been in. Then of course, afterwards it was a given that we would go out for ice cream.
Eating a home cooked meal together as a family happened pretty much every night.

I thought it was normal. I thought thats how all families were.

But then I came to college and I'm finding out how rare that actually is. I've always loved my mom, but I never actually realized how incredibly amazing she is. How she manages to go above and beyond the call of duty in her mommy job, and still have time to do other things. like being the young womans president, having a social life, somehow finding time to cut out coupons and then actually use them, to be able to go shopping with her teenage girls and know all about the lately styles and trends, and even dresses herself amazingly well too. And she runs marathons. And spends time with each child to know what is going on in their life, and tries to be as supportive as possible.

My Mom is without a doubt the most wonderful woman in the entire world. And I want her to know that. To know how much I really do love her. And how amazing she is, and what a great job she is doing at being the best mom in the world. I know I wasn't the easiest kid to raise, and that is probably why she got me. because she is the perfect mom for me. if anyone else was my mom, I would probably have ended up...well... not where I am right now.
Moving away from home is one of the hardest things I have ever had to do, but I'm ok. I'm doing ok because I KNOW that my mom loves me, and she taught me how to love everything, and to choose to have a good attitude about things I don't like. I know that she is always there for me. Even when I text her at 3 in the morning to tell her that the entire dorm building has been evacuated because someone threw smoke bombs down the hallway, and now I am standing outside FREEEEZING to death and just thought I would tell her, she texted me back. (and again, Sorry about that...)

Mom, I LOVE you!!!!!! VERY VERY MUCH!! and I just wanted you to know.


I love you more than I love putting limes in a bowl.....

You know you're in college when....

quarters are like gold
two meals a day is standard
ROAD TRIP whenever possible
going to the mailbox was never an ego booster/breaker before
you will begin to nap again.
your bookstore bill will almost equal your tuition
squirt guns=stress relief.
e-mail become your second language
college students throw airplanes too!
you never realized SO Many people were smarter than you!
Western Europe could be wiped out by a horrible plague and you'd never know, but you can recite last weeks 'America's next top model' verbatim.
you will never rent more movies in your life
No one is too old for video games.
care packages are right up there with birthdays.
Campus is only clean for family weekend and freshman orientation
it never sucked so much to get sick!
nothing you want to register for will be open.
beware of the freshman 15
be creative in the dining hall!
classes: The later the better
You are no longer thankful that fire alarms are here to protect you.
Asleep by 2:30 AM is an early night
cereal makes a meal any timeof the day
New additions to food groups: Sams club soda, Ramen, an dPizza
ATMs and the devils advocate.
Duct tape heals all wounds
Keys have never been so important, yet you seem you seem to lose them more.
Showers become less important, sleep becomes more important.
you realize College in the ideal life style. Except for those pesky classes
Procrastination is an art form.
Jeans may be wore as many times as the wearer desires
the only time to dress up is when all your jeans are dirty
you'll eat anything if its free.
Cartoons are for all ages
No matter how Hard you try..... You are Never Alone.
A canceled class is almost better than christmas.
You will need to buy air freshener. Period.
Caffeine is an addition.
You can Never have enough snacks or money.
you can go trick or treating again!
You can go into wal-mart at any time of the night and see at least 10 people from your school shopping there too.
white boards become cool again.
you swear someone keeps stealing your socks.
skittles now count at a serving of fruit and potato chips are servings of vegetables.
Mom's home meals never looked so good.
the only time you meet a lot of people in your building at only is during a power outage.
you hear everything thats goig on in your neighbors room.
you would rather buy more clothes than wash them,
Febreeze is a MUST HAVE!

TP

How much toilet paper would you guess 4 18 year old girls would go through on any given day? A roll, many a roll and a half? I think that seems pretty reasonable...
The FOUR of us together are going through close to 5 rolls a DAY. I wish I was kidding. The only reasonable conclusion we have been able to come to is that Someone is actually EATING the toilet paper....





This is the sign that is now posted in the bathroom:



1. 4 squares at MOST.
(If you poop, fold it over. NO exceptions)
2. No blowing noses. Tissue is in Trish's room on top of the microwave!
3. Use Every Last Bit! change the role when you have used the last of it.
4. NO EATING
5. Use only for potty purposes. (no makeup, spills, ect.)

Moving-out Moving-In

Walking into my Dorm building for the first time was probably one of the most scary experiences of my life. all around me were people unloading cars, hauling stuff up the stairs, hugging parents, crying, and laughing. I grabbed onto my moms hand and held on tight as we walked in and got into the registration line. After receiving my room floor and number a girl wearing a black "Adams State College RA" shirt came bounding out of nowhere, grabbed my hand, and took off up 3 flights of stairs, pointing at random buildings out the windows, talking about a mile a min. as if she only had 10 minuets left to live and she needed to pass on every single bit of information she had ever learned or suspected about the schools history, campus, and its teaching staff. When we arrived on my floor, she pointed out which room was mine, and went running off down the stairs again to go help some other poor unsuspecting victim.

I looked at my mom, who was looking back at me with an expression similar to having just gotten off a roller coaster ride at 6 flags. We walked into the room and looked around. there were men carrying massive amounts of stuff into on of our rooms but I didnt see any college looking girls. We went back downstairs and began unloading all my suitcases, boxes, and bags. I guess you never really realized how much stuff a girl can accumulate through out the first 18 years of her life until you need to drag it all up 3 flights of unconditioned stairs...

By the time I got back upstairs and begin unpacking, 2 of my roommates had arrived, both of them with SO much stuff I was amazed it could fit in the room. About one hour and 2 Wal-Mart trips later our last and final roommate checked in. Her and her mom brought up all of her stuff in a grand total of 2 loads, and were completely done unpacking within the hour.

After helping me get settled in and making sure I had everything that I would need for the next 3 months I said good-bye to mom and dad and watched them walk down the hall and turn the corner. I went back into my room and sat on my bed. So there I was. An 18 year old girl, completely alone, in a town the size of a peanut shell.... So now what?
I heard my roommates laughing in their room, so I went over to see what was going on. They had successfully managed to fit 2 refrigerators, 2 microwaves, 2 computers, 2 fans, multiple shelves, sporting equipment,a television,an xbox, a game cube, and their entire summer/fall/winter/spring wardrobes into their room along with their Beds, dressers and desks. Wow. When they saw me, they immediately ran over to me and hugged me as tight as possible as we all fell onto the bed laughing. Then we got out the guitar and began playing the never-ending game of guitar hero.........
This year is going to be....interesting.

Tips for working at Taco Bell

10. Chihuahua's do not actually eat at Taco Bell
9. You're pretty much either a Burrito person, or you're not. Get over it.
8. When you come through the drive through, we just assume its 'To Go'. you don't need to tell us.
7. Supreme = with sour cream
6. Drive through is RARELY the fastest way to get your food
5. Learning spanish is not necessary. To communicate with the back room workers, just add el and O to everything. As in "I need el wiping towelo " EL WIPING TOWELO!
4. Talking louder will not make people understand you any better.
3. Beano doesn't work All the time
2. If you make static noises while talking to people on the Drive Thru speaker, they will automatically begin talking very loudly and slowly.
1. Even the most normal caucasian whitey-tighty Americans suddenly develope an accent like they just jumped that non-existent border fence from Mexico while ordering their food ("I'd like a Burrrrrrrrrrrito Suprrrrrrrrrrreme por favor!")

From the class Dad 2007

They said write a letter and I did and it sucked

so I sat back down pushed pen on the paper

and the bleeding began as I looked back at the year

and this class that I fathered (cuz dadded ain’t a word)

You 2 brung it all year in Forensics and Debate

I heard you next door

Kids with helmets and caps bringing home mo’ metal from State

Andres cult scored a perfect 1

And the musical? How do you get that done?

Tonelli’s talent show proved he ain’t no Holla Back girl

it’s like Columbine Idol but way more vital

cuz we voted to school kids in a beautiful way

And what can I say about the Curious Savage?

There was money in a bear some violin and piano

crazy people who were smarter than average

(If I don’t mention Schwartz, she’s on me like Tony Soprano)

The list of our teams that went to the playoffs

is proof of the payoffs

of what it means to work like a Rebel

No teams in Jeffco can touch our skills and get offs!

Where else do I start?

In medias res?

I know one thing for sure my flow is suburbanI ain’t no Digress!

It’s from the top of my heart. This is pure love

Not a cliché (like the bottom they say)

I needed to say it in a way you don’t hear everyday

This class of Oh! Seven has brought a paternity

Suit against me to bless me and

They say I am dad-likebut without the maturity

It’s awkward for me

cuz I know there are more

Deserving than me

like Friesen, Webb, Pruett and Coach Ivory “We Are” Moore

Nonetheless I’m grateful to win the Tom Tonelli Award

And before him it was Chuck Herring who answered to Dad

Heck, I couldn’t even carry his history book bag

Chuck was a man who taught teachers some lessons

Bout gambling and love and 9/10th is possession

Chuck made “shut up” sound beautiful and just beneath mad

Thank you Chuck, for laughter from jokes that were…well…

bad

If Chuck Herring was a class dad

Then I’m nothing but a baby

In the tracks made deep for me

By a man synonymous with integrity

Peace out Oh! Seven

My flow is getting slowLike Travis DuffyRunnin the 4-0

But my love for you is huge as Hughes

And bigger than Ryan Miller shoes

And higher than Veronica Selzer’s class ranking

And sweeter than a cookie from McKee

Like a graduation speech from Samantha Murray

Like Lloyd Dobbler and his boom box

I gave you my heart…

Thanks for throwing

Yours back to me



-LloydDobbler

Goals for my life

(These goals are in no particular order, just to be completed before I die. The ones in Bright Blue are the only I already finished! (List created by Amber and Hannah during Adv. Video Class 2007))

1.Travel to every continent
2.Learn to skateboard
3.See the seven wonders of the world
4.Mountian climbing
5.Bungee Jumping
6.Ride in a hot air balloon
7.Meet the prophet of the Mormon Church
8.Meet the president
9.Skydive
10.Scuba diving
11.Snorkelling
12.Speak Spanish Fluently
13.Speak Portugese Fluently
14.Go on a cruise
15.Retire some day
16.Graduate High School
17.Grow a butterfly garden
18.Grow a normal garden
19.Make a Scrapbook of my life (Thanks MOM!)
20.Visit a theatre on broadway
21.Have a food fight
22.Sponser a Charity
23.Christmas in New York
24.Go Shopping in Paris
25.Parachute Jump
26.Sleep under the stars
27.Go Shopping in New York
28.Visit the Pyramids
29.Go to Las Vegas
30.Whale Watching
31.See the Northern Lights
32.Canyoning
33.Survival Weekend!
34.Bull Riding
35.Dog Sledging
36.Kayaking
37.Paintballing
38.REAL Rockclimbing
39.Snowboarding
40.Drive a Monster truck
41.Experience Zero Gravity
42.Fly in a helicoptor
43.Go Off-Roading
44.Have my Portrait Painted
45.Go on a city Shopping Spree
46.Drive along route 66 USA
47.Plan an unplanned stops Road trip
48.Float in the dead sea
49.See the Eiffel Tower
50.See the Grand Canyon
51.See the Great Wall of China
52.See Niagara Falls
53.See the Aztec Ruins
54.See the statue of Christo Redentor
55.See the Statue of Liberty
56.Stay in a walmart over night
57.Stay in a Taco Bell over night
58.Visit the Panthenon
59.Visit The Colosseum In Rome
60.Visit The Great Barrier Reef
61.Visit The Tower Of Pisa
62.Visit The Sydney Opera House And Harbour Bridge
63.Run Across The San Fransisco Bridge
64. Visit Taj Mahal
65.Visit The Tower Of London
66.Visit Versailles
67.Visit The Four Corners
68.Participate In An Auction
69.Trace My Family Tree On Both Sides
(all the way back into the 1500’s baby!)
71.Hold A Big Spider
72.Ride A Horse Along The Beach
73.Swim In The Ocean
74.Swim With Dolphins
75.Learn Basic Phrases In At Least 5 Languages
76.Read A Book A Month For A Year
77.Sit In Diapers And Have A Lord Of The Rings Marathon
78.Sit In Diapers And Have A Star Wars Marathon
79.Learn Ballroom Dancing
80.Dye My Hair Pink
81.Be Kissed Mid-Sentence
82.Take A Walk In Central Park, New York
83.Fall In Love
84.Milk A Cow
85.Attempt Homelessness
86.Be Kissed In The Rain
87.Watch Every Disney Movie Ever Made
88.Backpack Europe
89.Visit Germany
90.Share The Lord With Auditorium of people (EFY Director baby)
91.Visit The Mesa Verde

Workin Woman

I worked at Party City as a cashier for about 7 months, and ended up quitting about a month ago. And over the past month my suddenly limited amount of money has been disappearing faster than I would like to admit. I decided it was time for me to get a new job, So I went around a applied to several different places, and waited. Went back into the stores to make sure they had a chance to look over my application, and filled out more applications. It seemed like NOBODY wanted to hire me!!! AHH!!!! A couple weeks ago my mom told me that she thought that if I paid my tithing I would find a job a lot faster, and I know she was right, but I didn’t have much money left, so I decided to just remember how much I had, and then pay tithing on ALL of it once I got a new job. A week went by. Still 100% unemployed. Over the past couple months I have been getting worse and worse at reading my scriptures every morning and night, so on Thursday I decided to try and read every day. That morning I read. That night our family went to see the musical Wicked (the BEST musical EVER! I’ve seen in twice and am pretty much in LOVE with it!!). During intermission I turned my phone on to check my messages. One of my friends had called to tell me that there was a job available where she worked and her manager wanted to hire me!!! At first I wasn’t really all that excited, because it’s a job at Taco Bell, and lets just face it, that’s probably one of the LAST places that I want to work at…ever… but then she said that I wouldn’t be just a regular worker. They wanted me to be a manager!! After Wicked I went home, read my scriptures and went to bed. The next day Chris (the general manager) called me and asked me to come down there with my SS card and license, because I was hired!!! I was SO excited!! He told me that he was going to train me as fast as possible, so the next day I started learning all about what I needed to do. Within the next week I will be done with training and be an official manager!! YAY!!!! Every time I read my scriptures, sometimes good happens! Sometimes it takes a while; sometimes it happens that same day, but I’m always blessed!! I’m happy to be manager, even if it is at Taco Bell. And I’m excited to be TOTALLY done with school on Friday!!! AH!! Its SO crazy!! But even more exciting!! I wonder what will happen after I graduate……

who do i look like?

http://www.myheritage.com

sometimes you have to flush the toilet yourself

When I was almost 4 years old I went to Disney World for the first time. It was a magical place. A place where cartoons were alive, everyone was happy, and the toilets flushed all by themselves. To most kids that go to Disney world the rides are their favorite thing. But they weren’t mine. Don’t get me wrong, the rides were fun and everything, but for me the main attraction in Disney world were the magical flushing toilets. When I was 4, these things were amazing! I would walk into the bathroom, sit down, and sing "it’s a small world" for as long as my mom would let me. If you think I’m kidding ask anyone in my family. I'm not. I had never seen anything like this before! Here I was, in one of the most magical places in the world, a place were people from all over the world would come to visit, and all I wanted to do was sit on a toilet and sing. As I got older, I realized that the cartoon characters were really just people, sometimes the rides broke down, and most of the time, you have to flush the toilet all by yourself.

Heres your help

So in Sports like Lacross when one person has the ball and is running with it a lot of times they are running ahead of their team members and in the middle of the other team. Then one of their team mates will run up along side the guy with the ball and yell "Heres your Help!"

I was thinking about that the other day..... one person leaves the group of people he is familiar with to run into a group of people he doesn't know so he can just be there as backup.

Would I be willing to do that? probably...... I would always be there for my friends even if they were in a huge group of people I dont know... But I dont think anyone would be there for me...
I mean, I have lots of friends who love me, but no close friends anymore. and I dont understand why. Everyone else has a little group of friends that they always hang out with and they know eachother pretty well and stuff. But I missed that part of High School I guess. I haven't had that since 6th grade. and I act like I'm totally happy pretty much all the time, and I really am most of the time. But sometimes, late at night, I cry, because nobody hears me. I'm one of the nicest girls in my school. Ask anyone who knows me and they will say she is cute and she is Really nice. I do nice things for people because that is how I show love. That is how I feel love. When someone does something nice for me, it makes my ENTIRE day. That is why I do nice things for people. So that maybe..one day.. someone will see that outside I'm smiling and nice and happy, but inside I'm SCREAMING for someone to love me.. for someone to run up and hug me..and just hold me for a couple min. and let me know that everything is ok... that I am ok. That I will be ok... someone to be my help..... Treat others the way you want to be treated. That is what I have always been taught. I'm treating people how I want to be treated..... So wheres my help?..... maybe some of us were just always ment to be the helper... never the help..ie? Dont ge3t me wrong, some peopledo do nice things for me. Like sometimes my mom will leave these really cute notes in my room, and she will drive me from where i parked my car up to the school building when it was raining, and she is really just pretty much AMAZING. Sh does Everything she can and is doing the best she can, which is more amazing than anyone I have ever known!
But shes not the one Im having trouble feeling love from. I dont know what is wrong with me!! for the pas couple weeks i have been going through these different feelings of being really sad and then really happy, really scared and really excited, I feel like I am going CRAZY!! Im excited to Graduate, but really scared about what my future will be. every day for my entire life i have woken up, and done pretty much the same thing. gone to school. but now what? what do I do with my life now? with my time? I dont like this. I dont know what I want.
But Its pretty late and I promised my mom I would be ontime for family scripture study tomorrow morning at 5:30 and then be ontime to seminary at 6:00... and be all dressed and ready to go to school before I leave. so this means.... like...5 hours of sleep tonight? its gonna be a good day tomorrow...!!

Memoir...Maybe...

I'm suppose to write a my very own memoir and then turn it into my English teacher in about 2 weeks.Normally I have no problem writing down a bunch of stuff about my life and letting other people read it. But for some reason, I'm having a LOT of trouble with this! I can't seem to find anything to write about!! i have a ton of memories! but I cant think of anything that has really shaped my life. That one big AHA! moment and then I was never the same again. Everyone around me has all these stories and memories that they are writing about and talking about how this happened to them and they saw that, and that is why they are the way they are and they have these way intense sob stories about people they have known that have died and how that changed their life forever and blah blah blah. I don't understand how all these people who are about my same age can already have SO much figured out about them self. All i know is that my name is Hannah, I'm 18, my family loves me, God loves me, Etc. It's not like I'm lost and confused and depressed or anything... I just don't have a moment that changed my life. I don't really have anything different to say about myself. I mean.. I'm Mormon, and that's different than most people, but I've always been Mormon. So its not like one day it just hit me. I've just always known. I heard all these stories about how one moment and over a week or a month peoples whole lives are changed and stuff... but I don't have a story like that. I'm just me. I don't know what i am suppose to be, or do. I;m really scared about what I am going to do after High School. I want to move on with my life. Get it really started. My 2 closest friends from high school graduated last year, and one of them is married and the other one will be married in less than a month. They are starting their lives. They found someone who is not a part of their family who loves them SO much that they are willing to spend the res of their life with them. It's like a Disney movie. a fairy tale. with a happy ending.well... beginning... but an ending too... I don't understand how 2 people can say that for the rest of their life they will always be together, and basically act as one.. but 2 different people.... I don't understand it. But then I loo at my grandparents, and my parents, and I see how much they all love each other. I don't think I will ever find that. I want to, but where am I gonna find that guy? what if he is here, and I go off to school somewhere else, and we never find each other? Then am I just gonna be all alone Forever? I'm scared that I might be... I don't want to die alone. I don't want to live all alone when I'm 30, and wake up in the night wonder if maybe I would have done something differently.... If maybe I would have just gone to the store that one day I would have met someone, and maybe I would have eventually married them.. I don't want that to happen. I want someone to love me and be with me because they want to.not because they are my family and are stuck with me(don't get me wrong, I'm really happy that I have my family, and i wouldn't EVER want a different one, because I love them SO much and LOVE being with them! And they are my favorite family EVER)but because they love me so much for who I am and they want to be with me forever. I want that SO bad! and I'm starting to think that I will never find it. But then I remember that I am only18 and still have a LONG time before i get married or anything... but I just really hope that I am in all the right places now, so I will be able to be in the right place then..., But its hard... When I get together with my whole family, and I am treated like 3/4 adult and 1/4 kid.or really actually 1/2 kid 1/2 adult. i wanna be all adult. I want to be able to go to the store without asking my mom and my dad and my grandma and so on and so forth. I want to be able to make my own choices and make plans and stuff like that without running it through an entire chain of people, writing a 5 page essay on it, and then waiting while 5 other people review it and then give me the OK to go. Do they realize that my friends are getting married, buying houses, getting ready to have kids of their own, and stuff like that? one of my friends I go to school with is engaged, has her wedding planned, has the dress, her bridesmaids have their dresses,the date is set, and the guy she is marrying has a baby that he raises pretty much by himself except she lives with him and takes care of the baby while he is at work and stuff, and they bought a house and are just waiting for it to be done. my friends and looking at what color to paint their living room, while I'm over here decided what color to paint my nails. Everyone looks like they have a general idea of what they are going to do with their life, and I have no clue at all. I want to get married, and have kids, and be happy, and spend LOTS of time with my family, and have a great lifelike that. I was watching my Aunt with her kids the other day, and way just thinking, man.... she is not even 10 years older than me I don't think and she has a husband who loves her to death, 2 kids and one on the way, a house, a place in life where she knows she should be. i want that life. I want to be sure about what is going to happen during the day when I wake up. I was the responsibility of taking care of other people and myself too. i want to be able to decorate a house, and make choices, and try new things, and know that someone loves me for just being me SO much that they committed the rest of their life to me, because they wanted to.WOW. I hadn't planned on writing this much. but I guess when you don't write about all this stuff fora while it all just kinda piles up inside of you and then EXPLODES when it finally gets a chance to get out!I know.. my spelling is really bad, because I'm typing fast and not checking what keys I'm hitting. I know my spelling sucks. So on that happy note, I'm off to finish Ghost Whisper and then go to bed!