I hate the devil and he hates me.
it's crazy to think that all my tiredness, not being about to sleep, being lethargic, not really wanting to do anything, quit the sport i love all because of my back slash neck injury.
i'm on a slow road to recovery, a very slow road.
i wonder if cats can lick every part of there body.
you can pretty must learn anything from youtube.
war movies that are based on true events are really depressing and make me cold.
i have really really missed listening to Relient K. flip.
my friend told me today she never knew how weird i was, because all through college we haven't been friends till now. a good weird, she first thought i was just real straight up. yes and no sort of thing. ha.
the first impression i give people must so not be myself.
i don't like dogs, they invade to much of my independence.
i dislike not being able to communicate with animals, what the heck do they want.
feel like going to a concert.
simeon is back soon. yay. but only for 6 days. oh.
i am really bad with words, i need to excersise my brain. but how.
true friends are rare, when you get older you realise that yes even at the age of 17.
oh yea passionate was amazing, completly set me back on track.
felt like it was completly personally directed at me.
although many people would have felt like that, that's the beauty of God.
if we could all stick to the simple things i believe we would find life a bit easier
and our walk with God a lot stronger.
spongebob and patrick have it sorted
who needs to think outside the box
when you can fill it with imagination
i'm want to find a box, and test my imagination.
ha ha
i wish i had a bath tub.
