Dear person who reads this:
I am about to tell you a few stories, I don't know if you'll like them but hey, you can always hit the big red X in the top right hand corner (assuming your not using a Mac).
Story number one, I was in a Chapters last weekend, I felt inspired, full of love, energy and ____(fill in blank with synomyn of Niceness). It was great so I bought myself a little journal, red it was. I though hey red, heart, love, blood, etc. I thought I can write in this book really eventful and important things that happen, that absolutely needs to be documented. So far I have one page written on, and it's a small page! The page says, "I hear love never fails." I feel sort of... hmm, boring I suppose is the word I'm looking for. So in my mind I was boring, then...
(Story number 2!)
So my friend is having a "sweet sixteen" party tonight, titled.. "sketch fest!" I know right, the title says it all? Well the whole week I wasn't planning on going, people asked if I was and sometimes I would tell the turth and simply say no Im not planning on it, I don't want to be the only sober one there. Other times people would ask why wouldn't I just drink, I came up with something clever like " I have mono, if I drink my spleen will erupt." Hey, they bought it. And other times, when I was really fed up I told people I was just going to go. In the end, I made up my mind. I was going. I wasn't going to be the only sober one, and I built up the will power in my mind to be able to say no to anyone who wantd me to drink. I was set, anyway... it didn't work out and I ended up not going at all.
I sort of regret it though, I mean now all weekend/weel people are going to be telling me how awesome it was. I just sort of wish I was there. Not stuck at home like the rest of "those people", I'm not one of "those people!"
So between being a boring writer in my red book and being a boring person in general, I feel just plain boring.
End.
Do you ever really dislike someone almost hate someone and they really did nothing to you to deserve that hatred? It's wierd.
I know this guy and I swear he lives to piss me off. But hey, get over it Colton, If God got pissed everytime I was an idiot.... well that would just be hell, literally.
I failed my permit today, by one question!!!
ONE QUESTION!
Well I got four wrong, but one too many wrong!
About a motorcycle, okay... HELLO! I AM NOT GOING TO DRIVE A MOTORCYCLE! I AM WRITING THIS PERMIT SO I CAN DRIVE A CAR!!
So.
Now that my bitterness is out, I think I can maybe even talk a little bit on some cool stuff. If you did not hit that big red X yet, I know tempting right?
I am really feeling restless lately, like I want a change or I want to do something, I just can't keep living my life the way I am now. There are so many ways I can take that. Sometimes I wish what God wanted was so clear, actually half the time it is that clear we are just to stunned, or in my case stubborn to see it.
Hm
Thursday, April 9, 2009
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