Wednesday, February 22, 2012

i love



Ring pops

Photography <3

The Voice


I had my own library.

Prom would hurry up an get here.

It were raining.

My Heart


What I Wouldn't Do - A Fine Frenzy

All The Pretty Things - Tenth Avenue North

Enchanted - Taylor Swift

Monday, February 20, 2012

owls make me happy

I have discovered something.

Owls make me happy.

Sparkly hearts make me happy.

Reading The Fault in Our Stars while sipping coffee most definitely makes me happy.

{WARNING: do not read the following paragraph if you have yet to read TFiOS, as it contains spoilers.}

John Green, I love you. Except I also hate you. I mean seriously, how can one person possibly be so full of literary wit? TFiOS made me cry, then laugh, then cry some more. Which is why I loved it. But I'm afraid I can never forgive the author for killing off Augustus -- that was just cruel. {Was it just me, or was Augustus just as amazing as Peeta in the Hunger Games?}

Plus, I kept wondering if the book was going to end mid-sentence. It's really a good thing it didn't, because I would have gone all Hazel Grace on John Green, and stalked him until he finished the story. I'm not the only one who feels this way either, go ask this girl.

But really, if you haven't already, go get TFiOS. It's simply spectacular. {Though it does contain some not-so-good content. Reader discretion advised.}

Ok, mini rant over. Now for some owl pictures, because they really are happy things.

{images courtesey of weheartit}

Happy Monday. :)

~ Abby

Friday, February 17, 2012

Those days

Occasionally, we have the glorious chance to experience "one of those days."

You know what I'm talking about. The kind of day were everything is wonderous and enchanting. The kind of day when you feel like you could burst from the sheer amazement of being alive.

Today was one of those days for me.

Every Friday, I attend a homeschool co-op. {For those of you who don't know, co-ops are kind of like schools for homeschoolers.} Anyway, I hadn't slept at all the night before, due to the fact that I was frantically trying to throw a history project together. My first two classes, U.S. History and Criminal Justice, absolutely crawled along. I think those were some of the longest hours I have ever endured in all of my vastly experienced sixteen years of living. However, one of my good friends {who is a genius,} had an excellent solution to our exhaustion: convince one of the senior boys to take us to McDonald's for some serious rejuvenation. {a.k.a a carmel frappe run.}

So in between classes, we went and got us some carmel frappes.

Pure. Heaven.

All of the sudden, the world became bright and beautiful. My friend Jana, {the said genius,} and I grabbed our camera's and hiked out to the woods behind our co-op building. We took pictures, danced around, took pictures, and took more pictures. It was the most lovilest time I'd had all week; I am so very blessed to have her as a friend.

And just in case you're curious to see what happens when the two of us are caffinated and armed with cameras:


~ Abby

Monday, February 13, 2012

Valentines day

Valentine's Day.

 One of the most hated and  loved holidays in our society.

You see, you can look at this holiday in three different ways. The first way being The Young Child View, in which you see this joyous occasion as an opportunity to make cards out of construction paper, to dress in red and white, and to eat those cute yet disgustingly chalky heart shaped candies. The second way Valentine's day can be viewed with is The Twitterpainted View. If you have The Twitterpainted View, you can probably look forward to being showered with chocolate, flowers, and the like. But the third view is probably what quite a few teenagers and young adults see Valentine's Day with: The Single's View.

For a lot of people, tomorrow will be a day of loneliness. Of being reminded that you don't have a boyfriend or girlfriend. Of watching happy {twitterpainted} couples enjoy each other's company.

And what does society generally have to say about those who are single?

You must not be worthy of being loved.

Our culture puts a lot of pressure on people {especially teen girls} to constantly be in a 'relationship'. If you do not have a boyfriend, there is almost always that underlying feeling of inadequacy. You are not beautiful unless a guy thinks you are attractive, and you are not witty unless a guy tells you that you are funny. You most definitely are not good enough to be loved, that is, unless a guy pursues you.

But that kind of thinking is completely and totally wrong. You. Are. Beautiful. God created you with a specific purpose in mind, and you are fearfully and wonderfully made. You are one of a kind, extraordinary and unique in your own way, and you don't need a guy to prove it.

So even if you are single this Valentine's Day, don't be depressed. Valentines Day is a wonderous holiday that gives you the freedom to consume large amounts of chocolate and watch Disney movies without shame. Do not judge me for writing that sentence.

As for me, I shall be re-watching Tangled as I wait for my future best friend. Because really, waiting to have a relationship with someone you truly love will make it so much more special.

Happy Valentine's Day. :)

~ Abby

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

I am so very blessed

Things have been absolutely crazy lately. But even though life has been hectic chaotic busy, I feel so filled with joy when I think about the amazing life I've been given. There are several things that I have especially been appreciating lately.

Image from weheartit


I mean really, they're marvelous. The sound of turning pages, the dry smoothness of the paper, the words that carry you away for a while. Really, books are wonderful.


Yeah, this probably is proof of my homeschool weirdness. But really, writing about my day has really helped me to get my thoughts organized. Plus my journal has a zebra on it, so it's pretty epic.

Hot Chocolate.

One of the best stress relievers known to man. Enough said.

And most importantly...

My friends.

God has blessed me so incredibly much, but especially in this respect. I have friends that have stuck with me, even when I've acted like a spoiled kindergartner. I have been blessed with friends that know me better than I know myself, and who I can "spill my guts" to. And I also have friends with which I can spend two hours discussing the intricate nuances of skinny jeans and jelly beans.

Yes, I am blessed indeed.

~ Abby