So this 3 days weekend has been a doozie. I don't know how to spell doozy. I'm guessing. The spell check here on my computer wants me to put dozily, because that more of a word? What does dozily even mean? I shall Google it. Yay Google.
Alright, so apparently it means: In a dozy manner.
Not the correct word to describe my weekend, quite the opposite. It was anything but dozy.
So I went to a party that night. I got the thought to call Richard, but I was NOT ready to start dealing with him yet. My friend Karee had a sleep over in her apartment. There were tons of girls there, and I made tons of new friends. It was actually a lot of fun. And then the next morning they got me to go running with them. Me. Running. But I did it. We ran up to the temple, which isn't that long of a run, but it's ALL uphill. Yeah. I walked some of the way when I really felt like death was at hand. I loved it though. It's miracle, it actually made me WANT to go running on a regular basis. When we were done I felt like we hadn't run far enough. And then I realized what I was thinking and I was like, "AH!!! What am I thinking?" But yes, I enjoyed it. Crazy right?
And so my Saturday went on. I spent a lot of time with my new friends, and spent as much time as possible away from my wonderful roommates. Love them. Chelsea braided my hair, which was interesting. I don't look good with braided hair. Ha.
I also hung out with Richard on Saturday. It just got to the point that I couldn't fight with Heavenly Father anymore. I need to trust Him, and trust that He knows best. I was a little scared, but here is the surprise of the century: it only took me a few minutes to go back to being really comfortable with him. Since the moment I met Richard I never felt like I had to be anyone except who I am. There was just this automatic friendship there. It still surprised me that it was so easy to be friends with him. But it's good. I like it. But there is emphasis on the FRIENDS part. I hope he gets that. He said that he just got out of control when he said that, that his thoughts were getting the better of him, and he's trying to control it. I believe him because... Well I don't know really. It's this weird thing where I don't trust him very much but I trust God. Hard to explain.
We watched a movie at his place because he has a big T.V, and roommates that are home a lot. 500 Days of Summer. I LOVE that movie, and I happened to have it n DVD from Netflix, and he chose it. I had to laugh, because of the movie and how it kinda (not really, but kinda) reflects our own weird relationship. There was a moment near the end that I thought he was going to cry. It was cute. He wanted the guy to get the girl even though they say from the beginning that it's not a love story. But then I had to look away. I do NOT think he is cute. NOT. The opposite actually.... Ugh.
I'm tired of talking about Richard. The clearness of it all just confuses me. So I'm done with that now.
Have you ever gotten the feeling that suddenly you are no longer wanted in a group of people anymore? Well, this has happened, and they happen to be who I thought were some of my best friends. But you know what, I'm done. Normally I would be sad and such, but I always felt like I wasn't, I don't know, Hispanic enough. Cultured enough to be in their little group. I don't hate white people, I don't hate ANY people!!! If that means they don't like me then they can keep not liking me. I really don't care. I have other friends. Seriously. Ugh.
RANDOM QUOTES!!!!!
- Any fine morning, a power saw can fell a tree that took a thousand years to grow.
- Edwin Teale
- To believe with certainty we must begin by doubting.
- King Stanislas I of Poland
- When they discover the center of the universe, a lot of people will be disappointed to discover they are not it.
- Bernard Bailey
the brown circle strikes again! did we ever talk about the brown circle? ahhh the brown circle.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you found an apartment and sorry about the computer crap, that stinks.
Heaven, I always have, and still do admire how you listen to Heavenly Father even when it seems crazy. It's strength. Love you!
I need to just call you. haha There is a lot that I won't blog about that has a lot to go into all of this. blurb
ReplyDeleteI LOVE YOU TOO!!!!!
P.S Where are all those blogs you promised? hmmm?