So it has been like a year since I've posted, but here is my issue: I can't remember my password for my Wordpress.com account. I dont know what happened because I thought that I had stayed logged in, but nope :'''''''(
I wrote a letter to one of my teachers in the past, and it gets really extreme and its completely true. (I think)

Dear Teacher,

It has been many years since I’ve been in you class. I don’t remember what year it was. The ONLY thing I remember is what happened during one of your class periods. It was the day we announced what we wanted to be when we grow up. Not so bad, but its what you told me that forces to be remembered. It’s a mountain that I cannot climb……because of you.

Teacher: “Let’s go down the row, what do you want to be when you grow up?”

Student 4: “I want to be a fireman!”

Student 3: “I want to be an office worker!”

Student 2: “I want to play football!”

Teacher: “Now let’s be realistic with our goals. You won’t be a football player, but maybe you could be a scientist.”

Student 2: “Ok a scientist sounds cool.”

Student 1: “I want to be what Heavenly Father wants me to be.”

Teacher: “very good”

Me: “I want to be a writer.”

Teacher: “That’s not a good goal. Heavenly Father can’t use you if you do that. You need to rethink what you’re going to be.”

Those words have built a wall stronger than I ever could. You placed this in my way, and with ever “I can’t” the wall gets thicker. I try so hard to find a way through this wall; breaking it, climbing, going around. But like you it is a clever wall, and it won’t let me pass. If I try climbing it becomes taller. Going around, it continues forever. Breaking it, it repairs itself. If only I could pass this wall then all my writing troubles will go away.

I’ve come to hate it that my words are trapped behind the wall you put in place. But I wonder if it continues to thrive because I believed you, and am afraid that Heavenly Father can’t use me. Only this block seems to stretch and grow. I didn’t try to become good at music because I was afraid I couldn’t be used to build the Kingdom. There are so many times where I could have gone and made a talent, but was afraid it couldn’t be used. So I let it pass me by. So many opportunities lost, but I can’t just blame you. I blame myself, but you are to blame for building the foundation. I blame you for all my writing troubles, because I HATE YOU!!!

Sincerely,

Me

So as you can see I went to school with alot of numbered students. LOL!

I wrote a poem, but it sucks so I'm going to re work it. I want to talk about some other stuff, but i will just do another post. because this one is long and I am tired of writing it. 

I am taking a spanish class so i will try to put some spanish into my blog. And well i will use this one because I'm locked out of my wordpress account. *sob* i feel so bad *sob*

I moved away so George (my wall) will not be putting comments in. But i can have Sofia (my couch) put hers in because shes soft and i sit on her. 

Buenos Dias!!!! (Good Afternoon)