Today I realized how old I am and how old I'm not. Only a little though. I find it hard to believe that any human being fully comprehends the rate in which time passes or the way we grow. I'm a YCL this year, and all my YCL's are in college. What this means is that I'm about to be the grown up to a lot of girls. I've never been the grown up before. This is weird thought.
It is what it is. I always hated pining over the past and how things used to be; fretting over how grown up the youngest is and what not. This was only a kickstart of my life.
I would like every grown up ever to understand the way things were before [name life altering event here] is not how they were meant to stay. It is not a new life, or a new opportunity. It is not a ruining event. It is not leaving anything behind. It was always so.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Sunday Secret: a reccuring thought
Every night as I ponder my day and drift into sleep I have this thought;
God loves the heck out of me.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
A real bosom buddy.
Eh, things are mediocre most of the time. I'm generally pretty happy with my individual days but there's always some underlying feeling of solitude. It's whatever I suppose, but I'm always wishing I had a best friend like Tiger in Fievel Goes West, or like Diane. I need a bosom buddy.
I think someday I'll find it. I don't think they're here, in Calvert County, to be honest. I don't know where they are but I want to know them real bad.
I think someday I'll find it. I don't think they're here, in Calvert County, to be honest. I don't know where they are but I want to know them real bad.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
The Empty Shell of an Abandoned Blog :[
My blog is sad. I haven't posted since I knew what I was talking about. I don't see why I let it stop me.Real bloggers never do.
I keep trying to write me a good post but I fail miserably every time. I heard something in church a few weeks ago and I can't really remember how it came up but my teacher said "Whenever you get confused as to why or how you keep the commandments, just go back to the basics." So, that's what I'll do. But, you know, with a blog. So for now I'll just write about my day. Sound good? I thought so.
Today I did notgo back to sleep. Which is good, by the way. Whenever I do I can't get myself back up and I sleep 'till ten which actually is quite unpleasant. I was about to when Ezra told Avrom his chore for the day and Avrom wouldn't believe him. A tad ridiculous but we worked through it. Then I ate some candy. That was a happy moment. I did my makeup and looked pretty awesome today(even though I didn't go anywhere.)Eww, I actually need new makeup. Mines old a gross. Unfortunately I can't buy anything with the money my parents owe me because they don't have the money that the mysterious people in Michigan owe them. So, I get by with hardly ever attempting my makeup and wearing someone else's hoodie.
I practiced piano, watched the boys play video games, ate a lot of pizza, froze my (enter frozen appendage here)off, and blew my nose all day. It was a pretty good day.
I keep trying to write me a good post but I fail miserably every time. I heard something in church a few weeks ago and I can't really remember how it came up but my teacher said "Whenever you get confused as to why or how you keep the commandments, just go back to the basics." So, that's what I'll do. But, you know, with a blog. So for now I'll just write about my day. Sound good? I thought so.
Today I did notgo back to sleep. Which is good, by the way. Whenever I do I can't get myself back up and I sleep 'till ten which actually is quite unpleasant. I was about to when Ezra told Avrom his chore for the day and Avrom wouldn't believe him. A tad ridiculous but we worked through it. Then I ate some candy. That was a happy moment. I did my makeup and looked pretty awesome today(even though I didn't go anywhere.)Eww, I actually need new makeup. Mines old a gross. Unfortunately I can't buy anything with the money my parents owe me because they don't have the money that the mysterious people in Michigan owe them. So, I get by with hardly ever attempting my makeup and wearing someone else's hoodie.
I practiced piano, watched the boys play video games, ate a lot of pizza, froze my (enter frozen appendage here)off, and blew my nose all day. It was a pretty good day.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Excited to be excited
My life has been drowsy lately and it was really hard to get excited about anything. I don't know what was wrong with me. I just never got around to doing any of the things I wanted to do, and I was stuck. Fortunately I've sort of broken out of that and I'm excited again. The only problem is that these things are always temporary. I think I just need a titch of consistency and that should do it. I need a steady amount of enthusiasm so I don't wear myself out a quarter of the way through the race.
Every time I begin to wonder about ethics, or spiritual truths my mind goes to one in particular. I first am excited about my current understanding of the topic in mind and then I remember how young I am. How much more I will understand when I grow older. Then I get very happy and my desire to learn increases. It's a very exciting thing to know that you will get smarter, and everything will make even more sense to you than it does now.
I'm thinking of a photography blog. I want to have a post for each picture and write something that relates to it. So I guess it's not just a photography blog. Just a picture and the thoughts that spark from it. My only worry is that I'll blow it off and won't post. Any thoughts?
Every time I begin to wonder about ethics, or spiritual truths my mind goes to one in particular. I first am excited about my current understanding of the topic in mind and then I remember how young I am. How much more I will understand when I grow older. Then I get very happy and my desire to learn increases. It's a very exciting thing to know that you will get smarter, and everything will make even more sense to you than it does now.
I'm thinking of a photography blog. I want to have a post for each picture and write something that relates to it. So I guess it's not just a photography blog. Just a picture and the thoughts that spark from it. My only worry is that I'll blow it off and won't post. Any thoughts?
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