Good Day Today. Everything Works Out. =]

Song of the blog: I'm Shakin'_ Rooney

So my good mood is back. Maybe yesterday was just a weird day. Hm? Possibly.

I'll start with yesterday evening. I was walking to my humanities class, talking on the phone with my mom, saying something about cereal, and then there is Richard. He smiles and waves. I nod like, "I'm on the phone." I keep walking. I was kind of in shock because I wasn't expecting it and it was the first I had seen him since the class before the bad text conversation where my confidence left me for a few days. So slightly shocking, but I handled it well I hope. I stuttered a little to my mom when I saw him, but he didn't notice I don't think. I can only hope. Also, I then got the feeling that I should stay friends with him. Then I'm like, "What?!?! No Way!!" And then it's like, "Yes way. He still thinks you're friends. You never got the message across. You suck at texting." "So! Just because he THINKS we're still friends does NOT mean we are still friends!" "But you should." "Why?!?!?!" "Because I said so." "What?!?! That makes no sense." "A lot of things don't make sense yet, but they will." "Ugh."

Nice conversation huh? I'm not schizo, just having a little argument with the spirit. It happens. And the spirit always wins. I know that Heavenly Father would never lead me wrong and all, but this is the weirdest prompting I have EVER had. Ever. In the history of my life of promptings, which is only 4 years, but still. It's really weird, and I don't like it. I'm not afraid anymore though, he can't hurt me anymore. That's one thing I am absolutely sure of. I can trust Heavenly Father when He tells me that. I should trust Him all the time. So I should trust Him on this too. But it's hard. It's like burning my hand on a stove and then my Dad telling me to put my hand back and he promises it won't burn me again. Weird right? Yeah. So I don't know what to make of it yet. Time will tell.

In other news. I wrote a 5 page paper. Me. For my Writing 150 class. 5 pages. It wasn't perfect, I had paper conference today and there is a lot more work to go into it, but I WROTE it. I didn't do a few drafts, cry, and give up. I wrote a full draft that I could be proud of, and I turned it in. I'm still proud of myself for it. Even after meeting with my professor and finding out that 50% of it isn't quite right, I still accomplished something. It's wonderful!! And I am going to get together with her next week to go over it some more and put more work into it, and it feels good to know that I am working and getting better, and I'm not perfect and that's ok. Who would have thought that not being perfect could feel so good? Me of all people, I've always said that perfection is unnatural and it would be a scary thing to behold unless it's Christ or God, I should know that not being perfect is ok. But it's taken me this long to figure out that it's ok that I am not perfect. Well it is. Ha! XD

So when I sit at the front desk reception area here at work my feet don't touch the ground because if I don't put my seat all the way up then people can't see me when I come in. Cuz I am short. So I swing my feet and I feel like a happy little kid, I should have a lollipop. I should. I don't know what this picture is about, but he looks cool.



In other news, I don't know what other news there is. I guess I'll give a shout out to Jordan my buddy who is my new stalker and he may or may not be reading this. "Hey Jordan! We talk at work, but this is cool. =p" Hahaha I am a dork. But it's ok.

Swiny swingy



Random Quotes!!!!!!

He who hesitates is not only lost, but miles from the next exit.

Unknown

 

The Internet is like alcohol in some sense. It accentuates what you would do anyway. If you want to be a loner, you can be more alone. If you want to connect, it makes it easier to connect.

Esther Dyson, Interview in Time Magazine, October 2005

 

A woman's whole life is a history of the affections. 

Washington Irving (1783 - 1859)