"No, homework,

I'm not gazing out the window, yearning to breathe free. -I mean...

I'm dressing up and putting on make-up because the outside world is actually going to see me. I spend so much time in here with you, I don't get to go out and have fun enough! So- I'm going out tonight.

Please don't talk like that; You know I love you.
I just have to leave for a bit tonight...

No, I'm not meeting up with anyone.

Just, don't wait up for me, OK?"

Sometimes I fade

into the background.

I'm realizing that my personality is changing.

I used to not agree with my Myer-Briggs test results that told me I am an introvert-
but lately, I am seeing it.
I am better at listening and asking questions than carrying the weight of a conversation.
When I am asked to talk about myself, I often feel like I babble and am saying too much-
but I love hearing others' stories...

I sit in silence and watch with eyes;
the humor brings a smile.
I concentrate and dig real deep;
before talking, wait awhile.

But other times I want to sing
in the halls, or maybe dance.
I'll laugh real loud and cover my mouth;
Embarrassed, I see them glance.

I'll strut my stuff and beat-box riffs,
bein' goofy and having fun.
But other times I stay inside
when I can't see the sun.

All around- we're up and down
the days they come and go.
I learn knew things of me each day
I never cease to grow.

I hate to see you hurt.

I hate to see others act selfishly, leaving so many in hurt.
I hate tears that feel as though they will never stop.

That hole in your chest that gapes open, pouring all hope out;
hold it together. Hold it together.

There is tomorrow.
For you, there is always tomorrow.

You are meant to bring life to this Earth.
The opposite makes you cry and wonder why.

But we don't live to die.

I crave

an adrenaline rush.
This crappy weather makes me want to be bum-like and sleep a lot.

I want a roller coaster.
I want to mountain climb with the warm sun on my back.
I want to parasail and feel the wind in my hair.
I want to ride that two-person ride that is basically a cage with bungie strings that whips you up and down.
I want to hit some [small] jumps while snowboarding (and then fall, because my skill level is loooow).

I just want some action-packed fun before this season lulls me into a lame coma.

Because lame comas are lame.

The happy couple

apparently decided to use the quick means of transportation; floo powder!



....Anyone? Anyone?

Resistance is futile.

Haha. Yes, I'm Christian, but I couldn't resist this picture.

I've never completely understood confirmation.
You see, I never have been.
I first went to a church where they confirmed kids,
then I switched to a church that doesn't.

I am accepted, taught and loved at my church.
Why the paperwork, parties and cake?

Just when I think my parade has been rained on

You show me that rain brings life;
helps things grow.

Grow inside me a willingness to put myself last.
To trust.
To know I am cared for.
To know not to sweat the little things.
To notice the beautiful things that can come out of disarray.

To notice You.