What did I do to make you say that to me?

So this is going to be pretty short.
Took my nephew to Jump On It today, it was pretty fun. Avery was moved out of the ICU and into enfant care, so that's really good. I got to see Ayden today, you can't help but smile when you're around that boy.

I don't feel like washing the window paint off my car yet.

Found out some stuff I pretty much knew anyway today, but previously knowing it still doesn't take the sting away.

Yeah...I'm feeling slightly worse from my last blog. So much progress right? Yeah, I know.

-Bridgett

Never extraordinary.

These past few days I've been feeling so overly pessimistic it's ridiculous. I'm sick of repeating the words "Life sucks" over and over again. They have no meaning anymore. I've been trying to talk to someone, anyone, that I think could possibly make me feel better but at the end of most conversations, I feel the same or, sometimes, I feel worse. I'm sorry if it seems like I'm whining and such, but it's like I said to Carlos today, All I do is pretend to be okay when I feel the opposite and I'm a little tired of it. All I do is lay in bed and think about things and thinking about things leads to thinking about this horrible summer and thinking about this horrible summer leads to thinking about the other times I've felt this way until it's a never ending cycle. How one person can do that to another, I don't know. I don't like feeling like this, and I would honestly do anything to change it. I guess time is the only thing that will heal.
But then I think about how selfish I'm being when my family is going through such a hard time. My nephews and niece are everything to me and I would do absolutely anything for them, so I'm desperately trying to end my little pity party and be there for my family. With that being said, prayers for my nephew's full recovery are still appreciated, and thanks to all of you who have previously offered them.

Anyway, I'm going to go watch the rest of Secret Life. Sorry if this post was a little whiny, but thanks for reading it?
-Bridgett

Here it is.

So (Christine) I finally started a blog, mhmm. I was a little apprehensive in starting one because I always wondered what I would write about and when I thought of things I didn't think people would be very interested. But why keep your sob stories to yourself when the whole world can see them, eh? Ha, I'm just kidding but really, it just seems like a diary that everyone can read. Oh well.
Anyway, since I had to get the tissue graft, (for those of you who don't know what that is, it's where they take the tissue from the roof of your mouth and stitch it wherever you need more) I've been doing a whole lot of nothing. I went to work today which pretty much sucked because I had two of the worst managers you could possibly imagine. ONCE again, my one manager told me I was easy(he was already supposed to apologize for it, but never did). I'm really starting to get sick of his crap and I usually just let it roll off my shoulder but it's kinda starting to get to me.
I've been thinking a lot about this upcoming year and I'm slightly nervous, but mostly excited for it. Every person that I've asked has said that their ninth grade year in Junior High was there best so, hopefully, Senior year will be the best in High School. It's so crazy though, after this year, people that you've become such good friends with, are going to be gone and you may never hear from them again. I don't like thinking about that part and I think that's why I don't like thinking about college. Don't get me wrong, I completely intend on going to college, I just want to enjoy what's left of my High School days stress-free but that probably won't happen.
Sara, my best friend on cheer, text me yesterday for the first time in sooo long. She was in Mexico so she couldn't text or call anyone. Apparently, she was pretty worried about me too, ha great minds think alike I guess. I'm really looking forward to hanging out with her this week. She's one of the strongest people I know and I know whatever I'm going through she'll always help me out. Hahahaha we have so many good memories together! "Let's get naked!" "Wooooooow, Really?!" "Pinto Beans!" "I thought she was going to say she was an effing man.." Oh man, too many to count.
So I guess this wasn't very interesting. I'll think of something better to put on my next one, ha.
-Bridgett