Dear friends,
I believe my time has come to move on to a brand new blog. Truth be told, I've been working on it for a while now and it seems as though now is the right time for me to change direction. If you'd like the link to my new blog, please e-mail me (pianogirl_89@hotmail.com) and I'd be more than happy to pass it along. All the best in your future endeavours, dear ones.
Grasshopper
I havent been to church since I don’t remember when
Things were goin’ great ‘til they fell apart again
So I listened to the preacher as he told me what to do
He said you can’t go hatin’ others who have done wrong to you
Sometimes we get angry, but we must not condemn
Let the good Lord do His job and you just pray for them
I pray your brakes go out runnin’ down a hill
I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the head like I’d like to
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you’re flyin’ high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know whereever you are honey, I pray for you
I’m really glad I found my way to church
‘Cause I’m already feelin’ better and I thank God for the words
Yeah I’m goin’ take the high road
And do what the preacher told me to do
You keep messin’ up and I’ll keep prayin’ for you
I pray your tire blows out at 110
I pray you pass out drunk with your best friend and wake up with his and her tattoos
I pray your brakes go out runnin’ down a hill
I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the head like I’d like to
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you’re flyin’ high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know whereever you are, near or far, in your house or in your car,
wherever you are honey, I pray for you.
I pray for you
Jaron and the Long Road to Love - I Pray For You
Lyrics found at http://www.onlylyrics.com/hits.php?grid=8&id=1040119
Our lives are made up by the moments in our lives when we are truly happy. It doesn't matter how it happens or what we do to get there; all that counts then is that we've discovered our true selves and the secret to our individual happiness.
My visit with T-Rex was shorter than I thought it would be. He left this morning at eight but I thought we'd have the whole day to hang out. Instead, last night we grabbed a couple of dvd's and a twelve pack and hung out on my couch until he fell asleep. We could have sat there all night and not said a word - I wouldn't have cared.
Through it all, it was like we'd known each other forever. I was happy and that's really all that matters.
FRIDAY. T-Rex is coming to visit! To say that I’m giddy would be the biggest hyperbole of the day. I am over the moon, way past cloud nine, and all of this just to spend 24 hours with one of my best friends.
I don’t really know where to start. I guess it began a while ago when I felt God calling me (well, I thought he was calling me anyways) to go back to school. The only problem was that although he kept putting this on my heart to go back, go back, I just was at a loss when it came to deciding what I wanted to do when I got back there. I don’t really have the means to run amuck and take classes on a whim or for the fun of it. I guess part of the problem is that I still have so many options and opportunities out there that I don’t want to decide – if you can even call anything I do a clear decision – to take, say, major in business and then after six years of going to school part time after work decide that I hate my life and have just wasted it away doing something I despise. I suppose it’s because I want to be sure. Really, truly sure about anything before I put my foot down and announce my life’s plans. Honestly, at 21 can anyone have a life plan?
My friend is about to finish up a four year art program and was planning on attending law school. Not anymore, sunshine. Now she gets to spend another four years becoming a speech language pathologist or something like that. I don’t want to be like that. I want to do something I’m really passionate about and make money off of that but in all honesty I don’t know what that is yet.
So now, I’ve told everyone that I work with that I’m planning on going back to school (I’ve even moved back home!) but my plan ends with my plan, you know? Is it possible to have a mid life crisis at 21? Don’t get me wrong. There are a lot of things that I want to do with my life and thankfully, I have an extremely accommodating job to help me get there. I just don’t want to be there forever, I think.
I don’t know what to do. It would be so much easier if someone were to just tell me what to do. “Here, go cure cancer.” I’d go do it. “Oh, well you should run your own B&B like Lorelai Gilmore.” Heck yes. “Write a book.” “Become a social worker.” “Fight political unrest in Burma.” Done. Like. Dinner. But no. Instead, I have to lie awake at night wondering.
One day I’ll know.
