The Past, and where I screwed up(with a touch of self promotion)

I was going through my blog, and it felt weird. I only made a few post but still, it's like I'm a completely different person. Past me was pure and sweet, naive, but weak. Words could break her. She didn't know what "push over" meant but definitely was one.  Sorry came out of her month so much,that it often followed "Stop saying sorry",to which then she would say,"sorry." 
Oh well,that's not me anymore. Sometimes, I wish I could go back, stand up for myself, be happy, but I can't. I have to be happy now, and I will be. I just have to focus on what I can do to better myself. I think starting this blog was a good idea. I started another one dedicated to my love of film and script writing. It's called canwemakeamovie.blogspot.com. I wanna create something, but I also want to review movies and learn anything I can about them. Wow, this kinda turned into self promotion lol Didn't do that intentionally. Anyway,I digress, I think I started "My Life, My Stories" when I was in 7th or 8th grade when blogging was hella relavent. Now,I'm a high school graduate. It's really cool to look back at what was on my mind back in middle school. If I have any advice for youngster's(not that they should be reading my blog, i say dumb crap all the time)it's that they should write everything down so they don't forget who they used to be. It's fun to look back and see the progress you made. Also, figure out what you wanna do young,and do everything you can to focus on your dream, and don't rely solely on other people. It's beneficial sometimes,but it can hurt you if you don't know how to do stuff by yourself.Trust me. I made that mistake and it's the only thing I regret. Until next time,
                       Teresa:)

Miracles do happen

Hello bloggers and blog readers!! I'm back, and ready to blog. I'm sorry I havn't blogged recently,but I have been grounded because of grades. :( But since it's the weekend, im good. I wanted to tell you earlier, that a close family member of mine was recently in a car accident. Miraculously, he survived without any injury. He literly rolled the car. Some people saw it happened, and called the ambulance. He crawled out the back window and before he could examine the wreckage, the ambulance took him to the hospital.

Hello fellow bloggers and or blog readers! You may have noticed the excessive use of highlighting, coloring in words, underlining, and bolding(is that a word??). The reason I do this is because it's really fun! Seriously, you should try it(or not. It doesn't matter)! I don't know why I'm blogging this, but I'm sure someone (probably not) will be inspired and start there own blog about the use of these handy tools. Thanks for reading!! :) see ya!!

An Embarrassing Story

Okay, I'm bored so I'd like to tell you a true and somewhat embarrassing story that happened recently. I think I know what your thinking. "Why are you telling us this? This is lame!" Okay, let me tell you why!! :D I feel like it!! I don't care if I'm a terrible person(yes I do...) for doing what you all think is lame!
    Here is how my story goes(what a great why to start a story). Last year in world history class, there was this guy I really liked that I talked to almost every day. One day I spaced out and starred at him...the whole class period! After class he asked me why I was starring at him . I was in shock. You could say I was speechless(because I was) for a moment. I quickly gave him an awnser that was for the most part true?
     "I was sleeping, I think, yeah, completly out of of it" I stammer
       "With your eyes open" he says with a semi-smile
       "Yes" I try to say coolly, but turns out slightly awkward
        " Oh, okay, sure" he says with a wink (yes he winked, but it was very cute!) and walks away.
And this was my awkward/embarrassing encounter with my crush. I told this to my mom and she said that I was really lame. Truth is, that's probably true. Thanks for reading. TESA OUT! ;)

Fishing

Hello people who read this blog! Went fishing today with my Dad, Aunt Tweety, my brother Eddie, and little cousin Christian. We were there for 4 hours and yet to catch a single fish. After our 'successful' fishing trip, we went to a beach close by and searched for sea dollars. Christian got tired of searching and we headed home. My father and I are going again tomorrow night. Hopefully we'll catch some this time. Wish us luck!!! 

Getting used to this

Okay, now I know the title of my blog is a little, well, simple ( in my humble opinion), only because my blog is simple! Now that I have that established, I can talk about whatever strikes my fancy. But, if you want to ask me a question or have a comment, don't be shy! I want to hear it! Being the people person I am, I will try to respond to your question or comment. This is going to be so fun, you guys! I know I said I can write about what ever I want, but really, I want to write about what you guys want as long as its nothing bad. Seriously, I know you don't really care, but if I see something bad it will be deleted... Ya da ya da. Thanks for reading!!!  You are amazing!!!!!! Bye!!!