I was reading this old journal, and I could see happiness, even in the sad entries. I could feel freedom in my entries. Freedom to say whatever I wanted. I don't think I was catering to an audience. I was just being me. I wish I could just be ME all the time, and not feel that need (that I DO FEEL) to mould myself into everyone else's expectations ( Read more... )

I'm going to start a new journal w/ a different name.

If you want to be added to my new buddy list... lemme know.

So sometimes I talk to myself. Sometimes in my head, and sometimes out loud. Just now I saw something that i'd skipped in my paperwork.

Out loud, I say, "Oh man, I skipped that," and then in a little kid voice, I say, "No, dad, don't make me go back!" and suddenly my coworker is laughing. At this point, I realize I'm talking out loud.

I'm making dinner tonight for Emily, Aaron, and Bethanne. Then Ben and Irfan are going to come over, and I don't know what we're going to do. Either watch a movie, or play a game. I need to buy some games, but at $30 a game, I don't think I'll be buying any anytime soon. What a ripoff ( Read more... )

I wasn't really looking forward to volleyball last night. I think I'm just tired of losing. It turned out to be a really fun night. Eli brought us all hats w/ a volleyball on it, and it says, "Return this," so that was cool. Michelle got a flat tire and couldn't make it, so we played w/ 5 people. It worked out really well. We won all 3 games quite ( Read more... )

I typed out a huge, long praise about my weekend, and when I went to post it, it didn't work because for some reason on my parent's computer the date is set for 2002 on this page, so it wouldn't take. So, you get the shortened version ( Read more... )

I'll write about my GREAT weekend later.
mi casa

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I haven't told my parents I'm moving. I wonder how long it will take them to realize I don't live here anymore. Maybe never. It's quite possible.

Anyway, this may be it for a while, unless I jump on at work here and there.

Have a good internet life, kids.

I came home last night to find a box of thin mints and a box of samoas in my door. I was so happily surprised! I called Irfan to thank him, knowing he had left them. Mmmmmm thin mints! Mmmmmm samoas ( Read more... )

The guy who preached Sunday night spoke on Ephesians 1, being to the praise of his glory... in all that we do. So often I fail to think about glorifying God in ALL the things I do. I forget that my purpose here is to be to his praise. I let self take control, and I, without fail, really screw things up ( Read more... )