ACQUIRE THE FIRE.
WOW.

I'm so glad I went Saturday.

I really didn't want to and then I felt so bad that I had reserved a ticket and wasn't going to go. So I went and wow.

I choose the door of the disciple.
I die daily.
Everyday we make the choice to either live in God's will or ignore it. It's either/ or. It's like being pregnant. YOU'RE NOT A LITTLE PREGNANT, JUST LIKE YOU'RE NOT A LITTLE CHRISTIAN. wow. that's one from the duh files but it still caught me off guard. Lately I haven't felt ALIVE, let alone CHRISTIAN.
I CHOOSE THE DOOR OF THE DISCIPLE.

The only man who is going to dictate my actions from this day forward is Chrst Jesus my lord.

Yes everything else is worthless when compared to the priceless gain of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. I have discared everything else, counting it all as SKEBALAH so that I may have Christ and be one with him. I no longer count on my own goodness or abilities to obey God's law, but I trust in Christ to save me for God's way of making us right with himself depends on faith.
1 philipians 3:7+8

DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT: 26

PAPERS TO WRITE FOR CRUMMY AP ENGLISH TEACHER WHO GAVE ME A D: 275

WAYS I HAVE SINCE DEVISED TO PULL A SENIOR PRANK SO OUTRAGEOUS WE WIL BE OFF OF SCHOOL UNTILL THE COWS GO HOMES SO AS NOT TO BE FORCED TO COMPLETE SAID 275 PAPERS FOR SAID CRUMMY AP ENGLISH TEACHER: ENDLESS

now that that is out of my system; could someone please tell me why ex-boyfriends are so friggin crazy? I thought maybe it was just Mr. Heartbreaker with his whole deal last year. Then Mr. Hampster went all out of whack on me. Now a previously un-introduced ex (not unimportant, just unmentioned for the glorious fact that he wasn't one of the crazy ones) Mr. Future Millionaire is going completely spagetti eyes on me.

What a twisted web we weave...

more later I have to go sulk...

Okay so spring break officially sucks.

I'm working 30 hours this week which is good becuase I need to money, but I was hoping on totally relaxation time- you know time to spend with friends and stuff. What? You mean I have to have friends to spend time with them?? well that sucks...

I officially think Mr. Hampster has issues with commitment. Surprise? no. Did I figure this out a long tiome ago? yeah. Was I hoping he'd change? no not really. Can I get over him now? who knows.

As much as I love him I honestly think I am not only insane but in extreme need of time spent far far away. Not just a spring break, but a spring break in say cancun, where there is no reminder of Hampy.

Good lord I need a life.

I'm going to go make cookies and cry about not having anything fun to do for the rest of the week.

OMG SPRING BREAK OF SENIOR YEAR>

How now holy brown cow!!!!

JUST IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING:
I'm not a snob.
I don't think I talk to much.
I do think Mr. Hampster does really love me.
I am sorry for people I've hurt.
I don't deny I've hurt a few people lately.
I am just trying to help.
I do know a few things about how to be a good friend.
I do have feelings.
Just because I smile every morning on the morning announcements does not mean that I am happy. It means simply that I am an actress and that is my job.
I do hate some people and that makes me feel horrible.
I do have bad days.
I am allowed to have bad days.
I am allowed to need someone, anyone to listen to me whine (about nothing and everything all at once.)
English really is my best subject, despite what my report card might say.
I am not sorry that I think I'm an okay person.
I am not sorry that I need attention.
I am not sorry that I was never supposed to be born and was.
I am not sorry that I am in your way, whoever you may be.
I walk, talk, act, think, cry, jump, laugh, run, play,work, write, ponder, swim, type and do so many more amazing verbs just like you.
I am strong, I am pensive, I am smart, I am capable, I am a woman, I am lonely and theres still so much more to me.

If you're hung up on how I act, look, speak, move, think or any combination of these and other facets of my personality, I'm sorry I can't help you.
Amazingly, I am not responsible for how much you dislike me.
Deal with it on your own time.

I am entitled to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness and if you don't agree you can just bugger off...