Somethin' Debatable.

I am not ok. Well I'm am ok, but its debatable.

Why am I not ok? I mean why I ok but not ok at the same time?

Well ya see...
Lemme' tell ya'll the whole story.

At the beginning of the school year my father started a Bible Study for the OJC (Aka, the juice...or Otero Jr. College.) rodeo team. And then added one soccer player. Dad-gum soccer players. Carrying on. I became oddly attached to these people. Don't ask me why. Why don't ask me why? Well, because I don't know why. Thats why. Occasionally, they would come rope at our house, and occasionally, I would out rope them. Ok one of them. But I was pretty impressed with myself. Ask me why. Why ask me why? Well, because I out roped Dalton Ward. Thats why. And occasionally they would come help my dad move bulls...in the blowing wind...and Imma talking some wind!...so I wouldn't have to. And occasionally we would get the giggles...Ok make that me and Jen...and then everybody else would just stare. And occasionally they would call me short...well mainly the soccer player. And occasionally we would have a snow fight...and on that note I still have battle scars from the bush. And occasionally we would be play ultimate ninja! And occasionally, Travis would win. Make that more like normally.

So why am I not ok? Well ya see...Finals were this week...and so everybody is-a leaving! And so I am NOT ok with that. I about had a mid life crisis tonight when everybody was giving one last hug, and one last good bye, and one last have a merry Christmas...I don't know If I'll ever be ok!

What will I do in the Spring when everybody leaves for the Summer?!

I just might not be ok. Like not ok ok. Like in depression.

Pray for me.


Missy (: