surreal. 
i'm afraid. but crave the change. 
how is it that in t he midst of fear....gripping fears....my heart beats excitedly for that which is coming. 
you've been preparing for this. 
you are in control. 
you are my heartbeat.
and it'll be alright.

Dreaming is a good thing cause it brings new things to life
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update....

life.
i have been incredibly in touch with my own humanity lately.
and simply that i'm in the midst of a desperate search to find realness in people.
honesty is frightening. yet invigorating.

"head up..." always.

oh yeah!!!-- and i passed all of my classes!!! YAY! :D

i want to go to a jazz club....or a placed where you dress up, go eat dinner, listen to music, and dance.... is there such a place in alabama? i'm beginning to think not. does anybody  know of one? i really want to go. really really bad.

i saw a commercial earlier today about new " 100% natural" 7up. can a soda be 100% natural? is that possible? hm.

my flesh and my heart may fail me, but the LORD is the STRENGTH of my HEART. he is my portion forever.

i love the ball park... even when it's cold and rainy.
i love dance recitals.....i wish i still did that.
i love that i'm finished with school, even if it's for less than a month.
i love my new ring tone.
i love my mom.

...and...

i found out today that i will be driving home from orlando, most likely alone, this july...holy crap.
i also discovered that ( Read more... )

so what did staci miss on the days she wasn't working these last two weeks?

the crap hitting the flipping fan.

evidently there is going to be a "train wreck" and this office is not going to be a very happy place to be.

*sigh*

I'm changing my major. I'm moving to Atlanta. And I'm going to fashion school.

okay, so probably not...but it would really, really be fun.

I just took my statistics final and it went horribly. 
I'm really upset...and I'm pretty angry. I'm angry with the professor...I'm angry with myself. And I'm ready for this mess to be over. 
I feel like everyone I know is in this weird place....not like physically...but, like...in the middle of this major battle for...all kinds of things. For life, ( Read more... )

Leaving it at his feet. 
Burden. 
Struggles. Crap. Steps. Mess.
Wake up. and there it is again. 
Why?
Why can't you just leave it. ?
Is it just me. 
In the evening. In the birds. and the moon.  In the singing. 
--It's not just a one time thing--
It's not. 
Morning. 
Lay it down. 
Next day. 
Lay it down. 
Every day. 
Every hour.
Maybe every minute.
You do it again ( Read more... )