Changes
Ah, changes. They happen all the time.
What's so scary about these things? xenophobes freakin crap themselves at the thought of change. What is so wrong with it? Something new is usually a good thing!
Change happenes every day, everywhere, all the time. Heck, take a look at my colors! How do you like my moonlight montauge? I kinda feel like this is one of the best color schemes I've ever had, except maybe the army one. I threw Timbo the idea about how we could hopefully save some color schemes one day. That'd be awesome. Maybe we could get some default ones? Oh my! Maybe I could do them! I'm obviously halfway decent at putting colors together that don't make your eyes scream "RAPE!" [Unlike a few of you... I won't name any names]
But, back on topic. Change. Ahh yes. You know, I just had a seemingly devistating change in my life. Puh, what am I saying seemingly? This change hasn't really caught up with me yet, but let me tell you when my heart wakes up to my head I'm going to probably be punching a few holes through some walls. Either that or use my pillow as a sponge.
Don't you just hate that? I'm not sure if you understand, but if there's any analytical thinkers out there that have been through a couple of bad spots you tend to realize that once a decision is made that things have always had the tendency to work themselves out dispite how low the situation seems. Dispite that fact, your heart always catches up to you and goes "DUDE?! What the living crap did you just do?!" - I hate that part. It's comming. I can feel it. I've forced it back a few times, but I won't be able to do it forever.
Mayhaps I'm just getting used to it, but this gut wrenching feeling I get from time to time is getting harder and harder to ignore. No matter how much I tell myself the decision is going to better me and make me a stronger person, and that the drama of what I would get if I sayed would only crush me... my heart still cries out as if it's the end of the world.
Ah well. Such things happen. I'm no xenophobe, and I welcome this change. I can't wait to see what God has in store for me next.
Speaking of God, I'm going to be baptized this sunday. An interesting thought, considering I was baptized when I was 15. I didn't really do it for God though at that time. I just... kinda did it. Just to do it. Just to say I did it. Yeah, I know, I suck. Oh well. :D
Anyway, my wrists are starting to hurt. I really hate this table my keyboard is on. My left wrists is always right on the edge corner of the table and it starts getting sore quickly, especially with how fast I type. What's that? How fast do I type? I've only been writing this for about 3 minutes, so you tell me!
What's so scary about these things? xenophobes freakin crap themselves at the thought of change. What is so wrong with it? Something new is usually a good thing!
Change happenes every day, everywhere, all the time. Heck, take a look at my colors! How do you like my moonlight montauge? I kinda feel like this is one of the best color schemes I've ever had, except maybe the army one. I threw Timbo the idea about how we could hopefully save some color schemes one day. That'd be awesome. Maybe we could get some default ones? Oh my! Maybe I could do them! I'm obviously halfway decent at putting colors together that don't make your eyes scream "RAPE!" [Unlike a few of you... I won't name any names]
But, back on topic. Change. Ahh yes. You know, I just had a seemingly devistating change in my life. Puh, what am I saying seemingly? This change hasn't really caught up with me yet, but let me tell you when my heart wakes up to my head I'm going to probably be punching a few holes through some walls. Either that or use my pillow as a sponge.
Don't you just hate that? I'm not sure if you understand, but if there's any analytical thinkers out there that have been through a couple of bad spots you tend to realize that once a decision is made that things have always had the tendency to work themselves out dispite how low the situation seems. Dispite that fact, your heart always catches up to you and goes "DUDE?! What the living crap did you just do?!" - I hate that part. It's comming. I can feel it. I've forced it back a few times, but I won't be able to do it forever.
Mayhaps I'm just getting used to it, but this gut wrenching feeling I get from time to time is getting harder and harder to ignore. No matter how much I tell myself the decision is going to better me and make me a stronger person, and that the drama of what I would get if I sayed would only crush me... my heart still cries out as if it's the end of the world.
Ah well. Such things happen. I'm no xenophobe, and I welcome this change. I can't wait to see what God has in store for me next.
Speaking of God, I'm going to be baptized this sunday. An interesting thought, considering I was baptized when I was 15. I didn't really do it for God though at that time. I just... kinda did it. Just to do it. Just to say I did it. Yeah, I know, I suck. Oh well. :D
Anyway, my wrists are starting to hurt. I really hate this table my keyboard is on. My left wrists is always right on the edge corner of the table and it starts getting sore quickly, especially with how fast I type. What's that? How fast do I type? I've only been writing this for about 3 minutes, so you tell me!
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lonelygrl on
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lol... luv ur blog entery, best one i've read in a while!!! Baptised huh? I was baptised when i was a baby... and I thought about doing it again, but with everything going on in my life, i wanted to do it when I felt like I wasnt going to run from God anymore, and Im still running, so maybe in a few years for me. lol... Wow if you typed all that in 3 minutes your a pretty fast typer... i can type fast... sometimes, when im using the right keyboard. some keyboards feel different to me,. i guess im just wierd like that. |
Vincent on
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If I could do that in three minutes, imagine my cyb0ring skills. *winky* Yeah, this change seems to have woken me up a little bit. I remember the days I used to write blogs that were worth reading, yet were at least somewhat alongside what was going on in my life. I make blogging fun! |
