Sunday, June 19, 2011


Hi, my name is Taylor BreAnna Jensen.
Nice to meet you. 
I'm the youngest of  two children.
Family with a mom and a dad.
I currently have three pets. Oscar, Frank, and Graycie.
I’m horrible about telling my sister how much I really care for her.
Yes, I am covered in freckles. No, I’ve never counted how many.
I love music in all sounds, colors, and genres.
I have the capacity to love unconditionally.
When I get nervous, I tuck my hair behind my ears consistently.
My dream car is a pink Bentley sports car.
Eventually, I want to have children. An even number of them.
I’d rather mow the lawn than do dishes.
It seems anything that has to do with computers comes naturally to me now.
I have a knack for doodling on anything in sight.
I'd rather be deaf than blind.
Water served in a glass tastes like fish water.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

all I took, was taken.

"The rain falls because the cloud can no longer handle the weight. 
The tears fall because the heart can no longer handle the pain."

"The past can hurt. But the way I see it, 
you can either run from it, or learn from it." 
- The Lion King
"If there ever comes a day when we can't be together, keep me in your heart and I'll stay there forever." 
-Winnie the Pooh

"No one can change a person, 
but someone can be a person's reason to change." 

"I think that if you don't thank God for the good times, you shouldn't ask him anything when you're going through tough times."

Times are tough, and they're only gonna get tougher if I don't toughen up.
Geez Taylor, get a grip and realize you're going to be okay.

No, you're not. :( 

Sunday, June 5, 2011

redbox summer.

We're friends, you and I. And the thing about friends is, they talk about stuff.
So here it is. 
The paved surface below my feet is a refreshing change from that of the rest of the Mike Klauck Subdivision. The smoothness is, admittedly, a little disorienting; after being thrown and flipped for the better part of the day, I can't help but anticipate some hazard looming on the horizon. So, I'm anxious. Each foot is placed with heightened uncertainty as I feel increasingly more sure that the ground will suddenly fall from beneath my feet. I'm scared because I don't know what to expect next - I just can't be positive. I'm alone for a week, to fend for myself. I have friends I forgot I had. I have discovered a new part of myself, and I'm a little unsettled with the freeness, but I'm following myself back home. I'm on my own, and I can't wait for my support to be back home. But what do I know?

Yet another blog post I've wanted to come across for a while, and haven't gotten too.
It's just funny to me. I know it's a common theme to my posts, but things are changing. I don't have children of my own yet of course, but I'm starting to see what my parents went through while they were raising me and it makes me really, really, really appreciate them. More than I already do. Yeah, they denied me candy bars when checking out at Allen's. Yeah, I was disappointed and pouted the whole way home. But you know what? That was good for me. I needed that. It's got to be difficult to say no to your kid (and I'm sure that my parents lost lots of sleep over it. Haha), but I understand why it needs to be done. Sometimes "no" hurts, but it's the right answer in the long run. Some things just have to be denied so all things are not expected. 

That said, we all need limitations and restraints if we are expected to become civilized adults.