That's really how I'm feeling right now. I'm a mess ( Read more... )

Maybe I'm just not brave enough, but I think it's something else.

"We are more effective witnesses when we become portraits of the beauty God is creating in us than when we merely paint a bleak picture of human degradation."

I like when I'm told to love people; that, I can do.

I admit that I am, but I also think it's a defense I use when I feel as though I'm being attacked. I think we both need to stop and re-think what just happened. Lighten up. One or two hours does not discount an entire day, does it? And, if the situation were reversed ( Read more... )

Wow. I don't know what is up with me right now, but I am feeling awfully bitchy. It seems like nothing can satisfy me, and I'm nagging about everything. I can't quite explain why I feel this way, but it is not a fun feeling ( Read more... )

Something's up with the A/C during the hottest time of the year thus far. Great. And you are of no help. Mad at me because I asked you to look at it. Fine. I don't effing care. If you're going to be difficult, I can do. And the worst part is, I'm just frustrated and mad about it, and you don't seem to care at all. I couls scream, cry, and pull my ( Read more... )

Don't say you have too much to do when you've spent the day doing other things. You'll sit on the computer or watching the TV, and that'll be your night. Take and enjoy a full weekend. I'm here then, too.

Don't get my hopes up about anything, anymore.

I'm taking a summer class. I do not particularly like or dislike the professor, but I can say I am definitely learning something about pedagogy. I, overall, am enjoying the books we're reading, though I must say that 6 in a month seems a bit overwhelming (yay for splitting up the chapters). So, all in all, I am learning SOMEthing ( Read more... )

Memorial Day Thoughts ( Read more... )

I don't have anything to say. This drains me so. I go over and over it in my mind. I still don't understand. Why do we allow our egos to interfere? Why are we so selfish? I must implicate myself, because I know that I don't want to back down. Why do we become so ridiculous in our accusations? Gentility doesn't work...does yelling ( Read more... )

Oh, I do so love it when you come home like this. I do so love it when we're happy together, and...oh, who am I kidding?

You're being a shit, and I can't do anything about it. Fine, you don't want me to go, I won't. Happy now, ass?

I don't get you, and I'm done with this. Whatever.