Food, Dancing, Friends, And a little bit of Romance

Homecoming 2011. Basically, it was UNBELIEVABLE. Dressing up with my girls. Dancing with my boys. Partying the night away with most of my high school peeps. The lights, the decorations, the music! (not the best this year, but it was okay.) Looking around and seeing the people I spend every day with having the times of their lives. The only downer--seeing all the couples during the slow dancing. But thats where my best friend kicks in. David to the rescue! I like slow dancing with my best friend more than any cheesy couple dance. High school is pretty much amazing. And Sophomore homecoming kicked Freshman homecoming's butt. Can't wait till next year. :)

Forced

You're forcing me to go to a church I don't want to go to. I love Jesus...does it really matter that I have to worship Him where you tell me? No it doesn't. I want to surround myself with believers that LIVE OUT THEIR FAITH and you're preventing me from doing that. Thanks. I'm old enough to know when people are being fake, and wow my fake radar is practically breaking when it comes across these people. You say my expectation are too high, give people more slack. Okay, so instead of coming to church with a hangover you should go party friday night that way you have all day saturday to recover! Is that enough slack for you? No. I'm not lowering my standards or expectations. Thats what Jesus expects of you and me, so that's what I'll expect. They don't have to accept me, if I cared about that I would have left years ago. But they can't call me out on stuff I've never done and then get mad when I do the same about crap that they actually HAVE done. It's crap and I'm sick of it.

Food for Thought...

“Let go. Why do I cling to pain? There is nothing I can do about the wrongs of yesterday. It is not mine to judge. Why hold on to the very thing which keeps me from hope and love?”
—Leo Buscaglia

Just A Place To Vent

We all need a place for our thoughts. This seems like a pretty legit place for me. Just for when I feel like writing it all out. You don't have to read it. I didn't have to write it. But look where we are...