Mentally, Physically

Mentally:

Refreshed. I'm feelin' good! I'm pretty happy with life at the moment. I'm not a hundred percent positive why, but hey! Who cares? Thanksgiving is next week, 3 weeks after that is Christmas. I have the absolute best boyfriend in the world. He's so asdjlsdvhlsaebdgkawbelfisdi AWESOME. And! my feet are warm. What could be better?


Physically:

Crappy. My chest hurts, (you know, on the insides) and I'm afraid if I move, my head will start pounding again. Which would SUCK! I keep coughing and such. And I got snot gallor!


Shouldn't your mental and physical state go hand and hand?
but then again if you were having a bad mental day, having a bad physical day would just be terrible.
So never mind, this post is pointless :P

Yeah, cool, whatever.

Right, mhmm, super. Ugh. Thanks for telling me before I heard it through the grapevine I guess. It's not my fault you know. I'm not the one too busy for anything. I have and still would blow things off if I thought that you wouldn't just blow me off first. So yeah, cool, whatever.

Just frustrated.

Yeah. I'm frustrated. I just am. I just want to yell at somebody. But I can't do that. I'll have to take out my frustration elsewhere. hag/.ohmiazoualhnl;bgvair7t7wqop439uth;wero zadlfvhlszikjdfnb,sgzkjuhyfr.lgvsjzhdfbsjery45tskdjfgbv,szku7ryhglt7sw4swjugs yeah.

The summer that I turned 16, I had my Independence day.

INDEPENDENCE DAYYY, FOR A PETTY THIEF!!!!

Yeahh... anyways. Sorry 'bout that. Umm I didn't really have a point to make with this blog. I'm really a terrible blogger, I'm glad that no one reads this XD. Let's talk about the tabs I have open on my internet! Let's see, first one is Facebook. Of course. BTW the word "Facebook" does not have a red squiggly line under it, which is crazy I think. It's been adopted into the English language as a noun of some sort. I also use it as a verb sometimes also. But anyways. My next tab! Youtube (does have a squiggly line) has that house of heroes song open (the one that the title and first line of this blog refer to.) before that it was a song that is funny, "And love is the being the owner of the company that makes rape whistles and even though you started the company with good intentions trying to reduce the rate of rape but now you dont want the rate of rape to decline at all because if the rate of rape declines you'll see an equal decline in whistle sales. Without rape, who's gonna bye your whistle?" Funny song, two of the girls in guard use to sing it all the time, and I never listened to it. Now I did. It's funny. ( I pressed a button on here, and it changed the format. I'm a really bad blogger.)  Next tab, is this one. Next tab, Is SparkNotes on the Scarlet Letter. No, I'm not cheating, I'm using it to make sure I caught everything in the chapter. It's hard for me to read old English sometimes. I think it's pretty and all, it's just kind of hard to understand. I actually do like it though, some people hate it and I feel bad for them, because they're missing out on the big picture! It's good so far. Next tab, The Art Institute Culinary Program. I don't know where else I could go to school that would better prepare me for my coffee/ bakery then there. I mean, you get classes on not only food, like at other places, but business classes, and even a drink class! Which is awesome. I'm still going to look into other places. The problem is, I don't know what colleges have the classes I want. And i don't know how to figure it out. Which is a problem. But the AI scares me because they don't have on campus housing, so I would have to like, pay bills. Which kind of freaks me out. I don't know how to do that mess. I can't even get a job. But yeah. I guess I'll be done talking now. This was fun. =]

My real finest hour

I need you 
More than ever 
Well I don't understand it 
I don't think I'll ever comprehend it 
It's so hard to conceive it 
So I guess I'll just believe it 
This will be my finest hour 
This will be my finest hour


Yeah, I didn't read the end of the song yesterday.  I have now.  I'm tired of feeling helpless, like I can't do anything to control my own life. But the thing is, I'm never going to be in control of my life, God is on control of my life. Whether I want him to be or not. And the sooner I learn to grasp that, the sooner I'm going to grow more in my faith.   Real growth, not just temporary growth. The not stuff that's there on good days and just leaves on bad days. The growth that's there everyday. So even on hard days I can remember to grow from it, to have it become my finest hour.

And this will be my finest hour.

Man, that's a great song.

The king of contradictions 
Strikes again 
You said the last to cross the finish line 
Will win 
And the beggars will be millionaires someday 
And the humble ones are gonna have their say 
Well all my friends are gone now 
And all my money's gone now 
And all my pride is gone now 
And if what you say is true now 
This will be my finest hour


I dont really have too much to say about it. Other then just yeah. 
I've been feeling kinda cut off from God lately, I haven't had any sort of desire to dig deeper. Every time i try to, I feel like i'm coming up empty. I never learn anything relevant to myself. Yeah, I dont know. I feel really small. That's all. I'm gonna keep trying, I haven't given up yet. Not yet. There is more.

Fields of Faith

PSAT was today. It was boring, as usual. Then the math partayy! The stupid other people didn't want to watch Clash of the Titans. Duumb. Then we went to a park. Then to Dylan's house. Then to Fields of Faith! That was pretty cool. Anytime you have that many believers in one place it's always going to be cool. God is a truly awesome guy. Now I should be doing APUSH homework... I guess I'll do it. Stupid.