I feel I should write but it feels that although everything is happening.. nothing is worth writing about or inspiring...

I went through a note book of mine from my senior year of high school the other day... it was pretty interesting to see what I'd written, I had written about thirty pages or more of a "book" about my life at that time. It talked about Dax and his addiction to drugs, My outlook on love, things Amy and I had gone and done.. and had all sorts of poems in it. Reading it made me realize I'd like to start writing in a journal again and yeah, maybe write a book one day.

I don't know if anyone would want to read a book on my life but i think it'd be fun to write, and very introspective and reflective to do. Maybe one day..

lately I've just been working and sleeping.. but i am excited to come to salt lake in a few weeks. should be lots of fun. :) Anyways that's all i guess.. thinking i might go spend some money i don't have and buy a new journal/notebook to write in..

~Tay

Ps- My sister took some pictures of all us girls and I hope she doesn't mind.. i've put them up on fcebook., myspace and now here. love my family and showing the pride!