EastCoastLove

causes lack of comprehension...causes lack of sanity...causes instability. i have had some full weekends these past two weeks and my body is like revulting and blurring...i was trying to read a book title and i thought the word 'person' was 'prison'...changed the whol title completely...oh such is life in the fast lane..hahahaha

as i look into this old mirror i see my reflection staring back at me who is this man i see before me? and why am i so afraid of what i see? please give me a reason to live please give me a reason to breathe, breathe on a dead man walking a dead man talking i am full imperfection and full of sin how did i become like this? maybe just maybe it always has been please give me a reason to live please give me a reason to breathe, breathe on please give me a reason to live please give me a reason to breathe, a reason *shawn mcdonald

growing up with one sister who was 9 years older than you is more like being an only child...i say that to explain that b/c of this i can entertain myself pretty easily...and for a good amount of time...i remember recording myself singing with singers...cleaning my room and redecorating just for fun...jamming out to the last christian contemporary that i was allowed to listen too...hahahaha but even now at 28 i seem to get along just fine alone in my room for hours....the other morning i was getting ready in my apt...roommate gone...and no music b/c i wanted a quiet morning right...so i stand there straightening my hair thinking about life and things that have happened recently and i was thinking about my visit to Baco...i mean Waylor...i mean...augh...i totally mixed the words up...and i totally laughed soooo hard...and was like noone is here to hear that and enjoy that with me....and even now you are probably like what am i reading...she has lost it...that may be true! all that to sa...

i have decided that i think too much...analyzing things way too much from what to eat to what to type on a xanga...its so irritatingly annoying...and i am trying to break this issue...sometimes i work myself up in a tissy that totally doesn't even exist except in my head! seriously i have issues...but thankfully God is patient with me holds my hand and guides me to the truth...no matter how huge i have made nothing...even as i type this i think no i am not going to post this b/c it doesn't make sense... i wonder if its a product of being a girl...being an only child sort of b/c my sister was 9 years old and never really around...so i entertained myself alot with stories and stuff in my imagination...and then i begin to over think why i am over thinking...a sick cycle...so i pray..."may the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart, O Lord, be pleasing to you"!

Today is Thursday...i have tomorrow off so my concentration and focus is super weak...i get the giddy friday feeling b/c i know that tomorrow i don't have to be anywhere that i don't want to be...no one is expecting me to call, type or talk to anyone...its my sabbath...my day to recharge and rest! so excited am i! Hope you have a great friday too!!!

what can i say...its nice to be liked...to talk with someone about nothing and everything all at once...its fun finding out what makes them tick...and what makes you tick...distance is no fun but sometimes unavoidable...to be so lucky... i hope everyone is able to find someone special too...tis better to have loved and lost than to never love at all right?

so today i was with my girls and we were going to a prayer garden to spend sometime reading, journalling and praying...and there is this white fense surrounding it right....well we parked and walked around to the entrance and about a quarter of the way in i realized i left my phone...so i would not know the time...and we were on a time limit you know...so i think i will hop over the fense...well as i am stepping on the bottom rail i realize it is not wood...and as i swing my leg over i realize its floppy crappy plastic and begin to fall...and straddle the fense...felt so good! NOT! so my right leg has two big scratches on it and i hurt...blah! that is my funny story of the week! stupid is stupid does....