Ari @ MindSay

i'm copying ch4ntillyl4ce . i'm making a list of all the names i like. there's a shitload so get ready here.

GIRLS:
Kelsi (spelled like that).
Chloe. 

Andrea (with the usual "and" sound or "awnd". either one).

Jouie.

Caesey. (spelled like that).
Shay.

Liz. (not Elizabeth. just Liz.).

Dache.
Payton.

Rose.

Rosie.

Terra.

Denise.

Celine (accent aigu on the first e).
Morgan.
Alexis.

Vanessa.

Teryn.

Melissa.
Sydnie (spelled like that.)
Marissa.
Carmella.

Talia.

Avi.
Michelle.
Jordyn (spelled like that).
April.
Ari.
Eva.
Madison.
Maddie.
Sadelle.
Sadie.
Ali (spelled like that).
Jenna.
Katie.
Ciara.
Kassie.
Nathalie.
Emilie (spelled like that).
Lucille.

Chamonix.

Eleanor.

Samantha.

Alyssa.

Daniella.

Chantal (spelled like that).
Kirsten.

BOYS:
Jason.
Dennis.

Jonathan.

David (the Hebrew pronunciation).

Kyle.

Avi.

Dustin.
Prudence.

Dwight.

Ari.
Genial.

Damian.

Jean.
Phillippe.

Theodore.

Nate.

Nathan.

Erik (spelled like that).

Dalton.

Ethan (regular or the Hebrew pronunciation).


i'll more than likely be adding on to this later.

Well, I got back from my Leadership conference in Vegas Sunday night. I haven't blogged about it because of the sheer fact that I'm still not off my high yet. Regardless, about my last entry... I certainly owe some people apologies. Huge apologies. Hug worthy apologies. I really did want to die, but that's just because I was weak. We all have our weak moments. Regardless, I'm so sorry that I posted that up here to worry everyone. I'm sorry George, that there's something there and we're both too afraid to really do anything about it. I'm sorry Peter because I know this hurts you, but... sometimes we women suck. And I hate it too. I'm not a mean girl, I'm just a hormonal girl in general. Pete, I do care about you, but sometimes we each need different things. And George... You know my standards. You know I won't bend them. I won't have a boyfriend until I'm eighteen and out of highschool. I'll be happy to let you pay to take me places-er, I mean, take me on dates... Chrissy, I am sorry I haven't been the best person when it comes to friendships lately. I suck at this whole, being human kind of thing. Give a little get a little. But I learned to give, so that should be better. Ari, I'm sorry that you're going through hell right now, and that I can do nothing about it. I am here for you though. I really really am. You're in my prayers, whether you want to be there or not.

And Joshy... I think above all the others I owe you a very special apology. I feel horrible. It's almost like once the novelty of finding you wore off, I dropped you. Because I'm a jerk. A big fat headed jerk. And I want to fix that. You're a great guy, and I still want to be friends. You just... We have different opinions, and that's quite apparent. I like to live life rough, to live it exciting. "If you're not living life on the edge, you're taking up too much space." I like my life to be filled with contreversy and troubles. I'm not the typical LDS girl. Which would explain why you're parents don't exactly like me. And that's okay. Because I like myself. Heck, I love myself. Yes, I admit, there are certain things that I could do better, and will do better, but when it comes to religion, I say take it as it comes. I'll go to church, but that doesn't mean I'll believe. I may never believe. But I'm not too worried about the after life. I'm just going to do my best to be a good person in this world of bad. Maybe you know what I mean. I just want to apologize, because I'm not who you thought I was going to be, or who you thought I was at all. I have a tendancy to do that, to make people think I'm one thing when I'm really not that at all. I hope I get the chance to show you who I really am. And if you don't accept, then that's fine too. I do want to see where you're going with your life, regardless. Anyways... What I'm trying to say is I'm sorry for wearing a mask when I was with you. I'll fix that.

There, I'll give you guys an AWESOME update on my JFDI conference. AWESOME!