Raela: A History

For those who know me really well, you know that i have a plethora of journals that i like to write in. No, I am not a good writer, but i love writing about my day. ...it could be because i have a terrible memory, and keeping a journal is like, the only way for me to remember what i did the day before. Not even kidding. I have the memory of a goldfish.
Ever since i was a wee baby, my parents have kept a little history of how i was when i was tiny. Now that i am home for Christmas break, I have read it, and let me tell you, i was a pretty awesome child.
As i take a journey thru my journals, (starting with the history that my parents wrote,) i invite you to come along, read with me, see what a nut i was. The words inside of the [brackets] are my comments right now. :) please enjoy.

I was born on Saturday, October 5, 1991.  I was born at 1:46 p.m.  I was born between the two Saturday sessions of General Conference. [how convenient]

July 11, 1992- When I take a bubble bath, I like to eat the bubbles. [i sure hope this was a normal thing for babies...]

i have the "deer in the headlights" look

June 19, 1993- For several months I have done something that I refer to as "being cute".  I lie down on the floor and put my hands up to my face and look up, smile, and say "cute". [you know it's adorable]

May 22, 1994- Today in Nursery, one of my friends was singing "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star", and when she was done, I said "I can sing it better than you!" [wow. if i was a good singer, that statement would probably be true.. but it's not true. i think i'm tone deaf or something.]

1994. i'm in pink

1994- One of the funny things that I say is "hangabur".  That is what I call a hamburger. I say daddy like "Dodd". "That's where we goed." [such good english! well done Rae!]

1996- i got a "My Size Barbie" for Christmas! [i was five years old at the time]

 

 

i loved her

[those pajamas that i am wearing were my favorite. i actually still have them! true story. i still have the Barbie doll too, except her legs are broken off and her hair is disgusting. i can't get myself to throw her away though..]

I realize that there is a huge gap here. Nothing super awesome happened.. That's a lie. maybe I'm embarrassed to tell you. 

May 14, 2000- Well today is Mothers day I don’t like Barney anymore. [i officially stopped liking Barney when i was 8. On mother's day to be exact. that's everything written about that day. kinda a big deal.]

Ok, so i know there isn't much funny stuff in here, but hopefully it gets better. In reality, there are about 40 pages of my history stuff, and i wish i could just copy and paste it, but then you would know my entire life. I plan on making more entries like this. Perhaps from journals that are more recent. I started writing a journal when i was about eight. but yeah. i love journals. if you don't keep one, i urge you to start. they are so funny to read. 

 um... stay tuned to read more about my life. 

Coming soon: Journey thru the Journals: Part I (clever name, eh?)

Have a nice day, Rae. 

Something Beautiful

Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. 

 There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life. 

I wish I wrote this. Sometimes, Bob Marley says it best.

life is beautiful

Ka$ha

No, there wasn't a typo. 

This is not about Ke$ha, but someone different.

Let's get them straight.

 Starting now.

Meet Ke$ha. 

 blah blah blah.. glitter.. blah blah.. glitter...

ok enough about her.

even though i like her songs on occasion

Meet Kasha.

She's cooler than Ke$ha

This is the person that i spend 98% of my time with,

at least during the school year. 

We seriously do everything together.

We have our classes start at the same time, so we can wake up with the same alarm

We go check the mail together- i won't get it without her.

We are inseparable.

People see us together, and then remark, 

"I always see you two together"

DUH

her friends are my friends.

We share everything

-except clothes-

I can seriously go to her for anything.

She knows how to make me focus, be happy, or just get over something.

We have been best friends since.. forever.

The biggest reason i liked going to grandma's house was to play with her.

We are freakishly similar.

We'll have the same thoughts, or the same idea.

At the same time.

I am so glad that she is my roommate.

I am so glad that she is my cousin.

I am so glad that she is my friend.

Yay for friend-relatives.

:)

have a nice day.