is about to go to bed

Sometimes, I start to title my blogs as if they are a status on facebook.

is glad that God is good.
wants to fight the evil minions in her head.
anxiously anticipates the hope of the future.

supposes that this habit is similar to the one that makes her type "reply" first before replying in an email. oops.

loves her friends.

Never Again-Griffin House

Never again am I gonna give my heart to a bullshit cause
I’ve had enough of lies and dark
Never again am I gonna waste my time on a bullshit road
It’s never been a friend of mine
Simple words from a simple man
Take me as I am ‘cause there’s no guarantee I’ll ever change
To feel like this, to know distress, to always wonder why
Ah, forgive me any way I go
Father, I know, I feel like I’m made to let you down
Brother, I know, I’m failing to come through
To feel like this, to know distress, to always wonder why
If you lead me anywhere I’ll go

Well it’s plain to see that I don’t fit in
And I tried to find a place to hide
My body’s always been too young for the soul that’s trapped inside
But I’d show the color of my eyes to everyone around
And it’d take an angel seven years to come and calm me down
I’ll never understand myself or know the reasons why
In my bed alone at night I learned to be afraid to die
My soul is frozen stiff inside my skin
Paralyzed by thoughts that I’ve let in
Father, I know, I feel like I’m made to let you down
Brother, I know, I’m failing to come through
To feel like this, to know distress, to always wonder why
If you take me…anywhere I’ll go
Wherever you are going…take me by the hand
If you lead me…anywhere I’ll go

Death Cab.

The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
'cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms.

Lalalala lalalala

I drove in London while eating cantaloupe, listening to the polka song written for me.

Actually I didn't.

Is there someone else?

"No, but there is the dream of someone else"

-You've Got Mail

... one of my favorite lines ...

also:

"All that means is it wasn't personal to you. It's personal to me. It's personal to a lot of people. And what's so wrong with being personal anyway. Whateverelse anything is it aughta begin by being personal."

Sunday Morning Rain is Falling

In the short span of a few hours I've accomplished quite a number of things and crossed them off of my list.

Now, I'm not much of a list person... in the sense that I'd rather not have one if possible.  But I am a list person when it comes to getting things done. It feels great to have less and less on a list.

I had made plans for a coffee date with Lizzy at 1.  Thinking it was Monday, I was quite surprised to find people sleeping on my couch.  So I had to cancel and move the date till after church.. but I feel guilty, because I think that might be a bit too late for a school night... there was hesitation in getting permission.

and on that note.

na na na na life goes on.

even though it all still hurts like yesterday.

na na na na life goes on.

So Tired

Last night I checked to make sure my alarm was off...

I apparently checked wrong.

It took me an hour this morning to realize that i was waking up every 9 minutes because my alarm was going off.

I was even pressing the snooze button, and STILL didn't get it.