just a penny on the train track

Also, the lulu app is stupid.

That’s all.

I can’t even tell you the last time I was on tumblr.

I’m so ready to exchange late night studying for late night bonfires, classrooms for sunshine, phone calls and texts for face to face conversation, my twin bed for my queen bed, loud roommates for loud siblings, interstate for back roads, filtered water for sweet tea, college seniors for my senior citizen grandparents, and most importantly Lynchburg for Asheville.

I think I just made a home run off a curve ball life threw at me.

Like, just STOP.

My future husband will have the man cave of all man caves.

If you pass the cousin test, you’re probably the marrying type.

Why are pants so important? No one likes them anyways…

The fact that my family is so nice that they are still friends with my ex boyfriend. I don’t really like it but hey… wwjd right?

Once upon a time there was a little 5th grade girl who saw a little 5th grade boy and thought he was the cutest thing she had ever seen. Over the course of the next few years the little girl and boy blossomed and so did the little girls affection for the boy. All through high school the girl wanted to tell the boy she liked him even though he along with the rest of the world already knew it. Once they both got to college they became best friends and hung out all the time. one day the boy decided to kiss the girl and the girl rejected him. Why did she reject him? She has no idea. And now she has to live with it for the rest of her life.

I like my men like I like my tea. Strong, extremely sweet, and brewed in the south.

I’m sewing my wild oats.

If someone is in Christ and they truly love you, they will not ask you to compromise your morals and to do something that would break Jesus’ heart.

I’m staring this new thing where I don’t let my feelings control me. I often feel like I want to shut people out of my life because they have hurt my feelings or treated me badly but I have the option to pray for them instead of pushing them away. I didn’t understand how much authority my emotions had on my life until recently. I can choose to not be in a bad mood and that, to me, is freedom.

“A man who tries to grow a beard and fails at it is a man who fails at being a man.”
Just kidding.
But, if you honestly think your beard looks good just because you can grow one and you don’t shape it up and it just looks like itchy pubes. SHAVE IT OFF.

The start of new relationships are so awkward/exciting/refreshing because you figure out a new persons quirks, routines, and favorites while taking what what you’ve learned from the previous relationship and improved upon it. It’s such a weird cycle.

I’m so thankful for the genuine people I have in my life. I’m thankful for my parents who set the best example of how to complement, love, and lead each other and others. I have an incredible big brother who despite the mistakes he’s made loves me, protects me, advises me, and never fails to correct me when I’m wrong which I appreciate more than anything. My little brother is the sweetest and reminds me everyday to have child like faith. I have the most dedicated, chivalrous, caring guy friends a girl could dream of. They care about me more than I will probably ever know and I have done nothing to deserve it. It takes special girls for me to get along with and trust. But God has given me a few that are there to do nothing but build me up and give me great advice. Last but not least I have the best extended family ever. My cousins are the most humerus, God fearing, creative, and gifted human beings on the planet. I’m sorry for this little rant… But I am just so thankful for everyone in my life.

There is something wrong with me. Why do I have to be so freakin picky.

Can someone come play with my hair and tickle my arm until I fall asleep?

Things can look so good on paper but in reality you don’t know what to make of it.

Gentlemen know how to treat ladies like a lady.

If I could go back in time and undo all my mistakes I wonder what kind of person I would be today.

I understand that I have extremely high standards. But if I ever meet the guy of my dreams that lives up to my standards he would just walk away because I have absolutely nothing to offer him in return. I’m good at absolutely nothing.

If there is anyone who excels at being average it’s me.

I was so determined before this thanksgiving break and now I’m just fat and lazy.

I just want a man who is sold out for God. Who loves God more than he loves me. Who is an example of Christ in everything he does. Who is passionate for people and uses all of his talents to glorify God. Who can lead me and challenge me every day on my walk with the Lord. I don’t know where I will find him but until I do I will keep praying for him.. And I’m not going to stop until I find him.

Every time I hear the song ten thousand reasons my mind is flooded with the image of washing the cracked, calloused, blistered, and filthy feet of the Honduran people in a little church in Pena Blanca. I don’t know if I can wait until June to return. But I do know if I don’t get into nursing school. I’m probably going to drop out of college and just move to Honduras.

Can all these signs be from God? All I know it’s that I’m too tired to sleep and I didn’t even think that was possible.

My perfect fall break would consist of sleeping in my bed and watching all my Disney movies on VHS while drinking sweet tea and eating jalapeño chips. Seeing Paige, Natalie, Brent, Sam, Kyle, Hugh, and Parker. Hiking at windy gap. Sitting at my church and learning Disney songs on the piano. Going to the high school and playing soccer for about five hours. Having my mom make me biscuits and gravy, meatloaf, mashed potatoes and fried squash. And shopping till I drop. Instead, I’ll be studying. Meh.

For the past four years I’ve had dreams about you, and our children and our life together. In the past four months those dreams became less and less until they disappeared. I’m slightly confused but mostly relieved. Maybe our dreams do have something to do with out hearts desires because as soon as I had a change of heart and mind my dreams changed too. For so long I thought I was under your spell and that I was ruined and that I’d always wonder “what if” but not any more. I feel like our roles are equal and I like it.

all I want is to cuddle.

I know exactly what I want out of life, it’s just going to be a little while until I get there

Why am i sooo little!?

For the past 19 years of my life I have had the best man in the world taking care of me. My father is one of the Godliest, honest, hardworking, hilarious men I have ever met in my life. And as I seek out future boyfriends and eventually my husband I would like to find these same qualities in them. It is very important to me that a man be strong in his faith. He’s suppose to be the spiritual leader. I also find it important that a man have an incredible sense of humor… Let’s be honest, if they don’t, then there is no way they will ever understand anything I say because half of it is sarcastic. And here comes the big stuff… I like men who are MEN. Meaning they know how to change a tire and my oil and hook up a sound system and knows how to shoot a gun and drive a boat and all of the best spots to go camping.. And the biggest added bonus is if they drive a truck (Toyota tacoma is preferred) and I like a man who can physically pick me up and move me. Haha I don’t know why, but I do. And lastly I like a man who has a job. It shows they are a hard worker and that they aren’t lazy. Men who have their crap together and know what they are doing with their lives is real attractive. I don’t know why I felt the need to post this. But y’all let me know if you find a guy that fits this description and call me, text me, tweet me.. Any way you feel.

I for real cant tell you what my friends mean to me. I just said goodbye to most of them in the waffle house parking lot and ugly cried all over the place.

this summer has been the absolute most amazing summer of my 19 years of life. it started off by spending a month in Honduras where i experienced things (good and bad) that i never thought i would experience in my life time. never would I have  jumped off 30 foot rocks into raging water and walked behind water falls and climbed into caves with people i did’t even know, or understand their language. My faith was challeged as I met a 22 year old man with special needs who was chained to a post in a cow field because his parents didn’t know how to take care or properly love him.. also, i met a little girl with liver cancer who i watched die and also had to burry and had to accept that it was was in Gods hands. I grew closer to five amazing people (andy, diane, alivia, rachel, and parker) as we walked door to door and shared the gospel with the most beautiful and loving brown people God put on this earth. I am so thankful i had the opportunity to go on this trip and it is something i will never forget. This summer was full endless crazy nights and it would definitely not have been the summer it has been with out my bff paige. she is my saving grace, it is hard to find people like her these days. and sam, kyle, and parker… those boys are the best, always thinking of ways to make paige, emily, and myself happy. i have never made so many last minute plans, stayed up so late, talked so deep, or trusted people like you so much. we know how to own at some pong.. so i’m definitely ready for weekends at asu and uncc.. so watch out ya’ll. i can’t believe this is my last summer with natalie. we have been the dynamic duo since day one. but God’s got something big planned for both of us and her’s is with a guy named spencer, who most of the time is the prime example of a gentleman.. to be honest, i’m so glad he’s going to be apart of our family. he actaully is one of the reasons i realized i needed to raise my standards and not settle for anything less than what i deserveand what makes carrie happy. and that brings me to my final point. this summer has been a summer of freedom, not a “summer of love” just a summer living “young and wild and free” as gay as that sounds. I hope all of you experince what i’ve experienced these past couple of months. I hate to see this summer come to an end, but all good things must come to an end.

drake drake draakkkkkeeeeeee.

when i don’t give a crap.

I kept having dreams last night that I went to buy strawberries but they were all brown.

Coffee is my only ally this morning.