boys boys boys

     Hello!   Ever heard the saying  "_____ can't live with them, can't live without them."  Tonight, I am filling in that blank with the work boys.   I have to start off by saying that personally, I do not have loads of experience in the guy department.   I've never had a boyfriend, or been on a date.  (Actually I get nervous even when I just think about dates.)   But what I have experienced is the embarrassment and sting of guys when they make a jerk move.  Two guys come into mind when I think about this.
     The first and most recent is Aaron*, a friend since childhood.  He goes to my church.  He is nothing spectacular, just cute; and what I thought was an all-around nice guy.   Two nights ago I was chatting with him online, (i might have kinda-sorta liked him) and he was very conversational!    The first unusual thing he said was "yeah I was actually thinking about you at school today."  Of course I was flattered.  Later he said something funny and I commented "haha you just made my day."  He replied with "well you make my day everyday so I guess we're even."  I bet the first thing you are thinking is "wow is she ever gullible!"  Guess I was.  Turns out he was just joking around.  Boy, it was a funny joke. hahaha.
     Three weeks ago there was this big halloween party and I was thinking of going with a friend of mine.  The night before I was texting Kent* a friend from Math class.  He was going to the party also, he's like "are you coming wanna hook up.."  All this random stuff of how we could be a thing, "this would be the start of something good."   I thought he was kidding.  It turned out that I went to another party, but at 8 that night he texted to check that i was coming.  That night at 11, i go on Facebook and Kent is in a relationship.  With a girl that he called a slut not 24 hours before.  I felt humiliated.  It was almost as it he did it to spite me.
     Through these couple of incidents I have come to realize three things:

1.  Guys can be jerks.

2.  Guys can be assholes.

3.  And guys can be nice.

   Maybe the third is wishful thinking,  but by looking at the past I believe it is true.  I'll just have to wait my turn.  Boys will be boys.




*names have been changed to protect the identity of certain idiots

F-R-I-E-N-D-S

My favourite TV show of all time would have to be FRIENDS.  This show is enjoyed by me, not just because of the relentless humour but because of their genuine care for one another.  Just as the theme song states: they will be there for each other.  And they are.
Friends are almost the most important thing we can have.  I have many friends but my three closest and I have made a little group.  We call ourselves the "fantastic four" and we are a compilation of two sets of BFFs.  We do random things like our Wednesdays.
Since, Weds. is kind of a blah day, smack dab in the middle of the week, we decided to make it a fun day.   On a four week rotation we take turns and we each have a day.  That person is in charge of what we will be wearing that day.  To date we have had a sweatpants day, scarf and cardigan day, pullover hoodie day, flip flop day, no make up day,  slippers day, and many more.
The most recent thing we have done was Out For Lunch day.  That was yesterday while the rest of the school went ice skating.  It is probably the most daring and rebellious thing we have done so far!  We went to a local restaurant and enjoyed good company and good eats.  Then we went for coffee.
Coming up, we have our Christmas Gift Exchange which will be at KI's house.   Some things that the four of us value are: our relationships with God, our families, honesty, and humour.
At a later date i will tell you more about my close friends.  Until then.

pink converses

Hello, last night when i walked in the door after school, i caught a glimpse of my second favourite pair of shoes.  They are pink, tattered, and worn.  They are converse high-tops.  I bought them four years ago, almost to date in California on one of our families trips.  Here is an excerpt from my journal:


November 11th, 2006


Dear Diary,                                                                                                              
Last night after we ate at Pat & Oscars we walked around the mall; in a rush I bought a pair of Chuck Taylor, Converse shoes.  Pink.  Bubble-gum pink.  For 41.00 Canadian.  I saved about twenty-five or thirty dollars!  Now, I'm not so sure if I want to keep them.  I am wearing them now, trying to decide what to do!


To date that was my most expensive pair of shoes.  I decided that I am wearing them today to match my pink Tinker bell PJs on pyjama day!

my first time

hey, welcome to my blog! so my name is Sarah MacIntosh  and this is my first time.   Making a blog, that is.

I started journaling around the tender age of six.  Now, I am posting my life for all of the world so see.  On occasion, i will, perhaps add tidbits of my previous journals for a little spice. :) 

okay let me introduce myself,  I'm seventeen, i am the oldest of seven kids, and I live on a farm.   

here are some of my favourites: 

colour: purple

number: seventeen

drink: water

country: I am Canadian

music: country, and other random stuff

weather: it is snowing right now

and my best friend is Katie.

My other best friends are Alex, Hendrika.  Marley  and Gabriela.

My friends are so important to me, just like my family and i love them to bits.