i dislike february.

i always make things into big deals when there isn't even an issue. i imagine a lot of things. sometimes it makes my heart hurt. it may be the only reason why being both a dreamer and incredibly hopeful is a bad thing.

there is no limit to the things that inspire me and leave me breathless lately.

it's what you said you always wanted. then you changed your mind. so why are you so disappointed?

it's okay to feel like an idiot sometimes.

things that lead me to believe that john mayer is brilliant:

Life is about making running changes. You can't stop to fix things. You have to mend the sail while you're still at sea.

Remember, there's nothing the heart feels that can't be expressed with some elbow macaroni and a little time.

I'm the George W. Bush of love: I may not have anything to show for myself now, but history will prove me a hero.

There's always a moment on a trip when you decide you want to go home. Fight it. Because beyond that moment lies the best parts.

Hope isn't something you create, it's something you let inside.

The perfect weekend rewards your efforts for the week before and prepares you for the week ahead.

My six word story: "This heart didn't come with instructions."

I know Fridays come as often as once every seven days, but they always feel like they're one in a hundred.

I will always care about things I shouldn't, but that's a good way of making sure I don't miss caring about something important.

now you know how it feels.
the end.

googlegooglegooglegoogle.com is the coolest website in the world. i'm not sure how it is even remotely helpful, but being on four webpages at the same time in one tab is just blowing my mind. because currently, i am looking at this:





anyway, like i said, not really that helpful, just kind of cool.


also, sitting in church today (or standing, really, since we were singing at the time) and i got really really excited about the holidays. at least i won't be a grinch this year. i'm pumped. i am ready for real food. for family. for the ending of football. for friends. for a break of school. for not paying $1.25 to wash my clothes. to not study anymore. to go to my home church (although i really like going to church here in starkville). for music. for decorating. for pretty much everything.

but alas. back to studying i go.

- i suck at calculus
- i, however, am good at procrastination
- i am gullible
- forgiveness is very hard. especially when most of me doesn't want to forgive at all.
- 99% of all my long-sleeve shirts are too long in the sleeves
- 75% of those long-sleeve shirts are either pink or green
- 'across the universe' soundtrack was a good buy
- it's the day after, and i still haven't gotten john mayer's new cd
- i suck at friendships
- also at schoolwork
- i like it when i can sing loudly in my room without weird stares
- i'm ready for thanksgiving
- i learned a lot more in wx analysis than i thought i did
- i'm going to have to study a lot to make good grades on my finals
- i'm going to a hockey game
- i adore my major
- my wx friends are hilarious, i'm so glad i met them
- i still don't like wx barbie. how can she say a lot of nothing and still sound intelligent?
- i commit to too many obligations
- i am fat
- i am going to not eat until thanksgiving
- cake is fantastic. this is why i'm fat
- i should start running. i hate running.
- God definitely tried to tell me something today
- spelling "definitely" correctly (there's not an A!)and differentiating between "you're" and "your", and spelling dessert correctly (you like dessert twice as much, it has two s's. thanks) is apparently beyond college student capability.

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sometimes i'm scared that i get so excited or so worried about events and days in the future that i miss the here and now.

please don't let me be that person.



"therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. each day has enough trouble of its own." matthew 6:34.

i honestly have no words to describe how incredibly blessed i am. i had a moment tonight where i was overwhelmed with the joy of life. God has given me so much, and even though i complain a lot, i am truly thankful for everything.

there's nothing i have ever done that could even make me believe the tiniest bit that i deserve this happiness that i have. the amazing friends that i have. i get to do what i love, where i love to be, and with the people i love.

not that life is perfect. far from it. perfection is incapable in the world that we live. but even in the shadow and the tear i will praise my God for what He has given me.

being "joyful in hope" is a verse i hope i can strive to accomplish every day. i just don't have the language to express my adoration for the only One who deserves it, and the joy that is rooted in my soul for experiences that daily unfold for me.

this has been the best three consecutive days i've had in such a long time.
i don't know what i did, but God especially loves me this week.
i don't know if it is possible to smile bigger than i do each day.

i'm so incredibly happy.

i spent a lot of time in solitude wondering if i were too hasty. i read a lot of poetry and tried to decide if i was too rash. then i bought a new cd, asked myself 'how many times can i push it aside?' and realized that 'it's not the end of the world, just you and me.'

i'm deleting myspace. it reminds me of the time in my life where i stayed up late on the computer waiting for you to get online just to tell me goodnight. a time of intensity, in both feelings and heartache.

but now that time has passed. being within sight of my 21st birthday, i have gathered clarity, new friends, new boys, new determination, and a new perspective on life. i'm turning over a new leaf. there once was a time where i felt like i needed you so much more than you needed me. now 'i'm over it. yeah, behind me now. i'm just over it.' you and i are so much better apart.

don't think i didn't enjoy it. i did. parts of it. most of it. but i'm moving on. 'cause if you close your eyes and listen close, you can hear the chapter close. and it's all rebound in better clothes. and you like the way this story goes.' but now the story ends. i'm cutting you out.

and then you, we could go on for days. but again, i'm moving on. i can't stay the same forever, and even if you can't see it, you have tons of others to invest more time in. stop worrying about me. life is carrying me away from there. i'll be okay on my own. i can make it just fine. i survived for a long time before you came around and i can survive again. no problem.

and then you. looking ahead, i know you'll be proud of me.

i'm happier now that you're gone.
so please stop talking to me.
thanks.

if i listened to my own advice. then i wouldnt be so royally screwed up right now. thanks a lot, self. the end.

october is coming. that's my favorite month. combining college football, my birthday, fall break, the beginning of fall, and halloween was the best decision ever. not that i had anything to do with it.

anyway, i need a halloween costume. someone is sure to throw a party, and i need ideas. throw them out there.

even if i never say a word to you, thank you for giving me my inspiration back.
this whole thing was worth it already.

am i making this mistake with you, or against you?
i've been feeling rather uninspired lately.


"i suppose that since most of our hurts come through relationships so will our healing, and i know that grace rarely makes sense for those looking in from the outside."
"life takes a bit of time and a lot of relationship."
the shack.