I hope you are for real.

Sundays

seem to be the day that I go to the track and hack it out with God.


You will never be able to comprehend how much you help me. You're always there. Always.

Peace

Peace is such a simple word, but not a simple emotion to feel. I can't seem to find it. If you do, please, tell me where.

To the boy from Decatur: I don't know you, or anything about you, but the world is cruel, and for that, I am so sorry.

I Got You Babe by Sonny and Cher was on an Abilene radio station on repeat for at least an hour and a half. Made my day.

I won't be at school 3 days this week. That'll be interesting seeing that it's the end of the six weeks.

Let me help. I can't help myself, so let me help you. Anyone.

I'll be visiting Texas Tech on Friday. It's roughly four and a half hours away. That's a pro and a con. Making a pro/con list could be tough.

I love my best friend so much. I wish she could understand.









I did a lot of talking/pleading with God today. Things are so different now.

So let's just try to cool it down.

Listen

It's so peaceful.

with a heart of a lion, yeah

The past few days have been spent with my best friend and my Candice Ann in Graham, Texas.
We:
-Woke up at 5-6 am and drove to Graham.
-Shoved cookies in a mailbox/our mouths.
-Took the grand tour of Graham.
-Played keep away.
-Danced in the street.
-Got some really good frozen yogurt.
-Met some of the native Grahamites and went bowling.
-Drove around the lake. What kind of lake has no place for the public? Graham Lake.
-And took a few naps.
It was a really really successful trip. I want to graduate, but I don't want to have to miss this stuff.

On another note:
-Everyone and their mom is having/had surgery this week. This worries me.
-I don't enjoy being blown off, but I don't enjoy confrontation either.
-I love Ellen Remmele so very much.
-My mom is coming home from Haiti tomorrow. The airport lost her luggage and I'm sure she will be writing a strongly worded letter to American Airlines about how she spent a week doing mission work in a foreign country without her clothes and toiletries.
-I ran today. Running never turns out right when I do that. I waited until I thought I was back to normal to drive, but right when I reached 114, my eyes freaked out and I pulled over. I sat there for a good 10 minutes scared to death. Thanks for always being there buddy. My dad came and followed me home going 45 the whole way.
-Please, everyone, be okay.

"Paradise sounds depressing."   -You got that right.

54 Days

There are only 54 days left of our Junior year. 54 days until we're Seniors. Seniors. You know that title that we've been dreaming of for the past 13 years. It's all pretty surreal, and it's taken forever. I don't know where I'll be in 10 years, but hopefully it'll be next to my best friend in houses that are something like this: