"Bahhhhh," says Frank.
I'm enthralled with Pedro the Lion right now. I want to study every piece of lyric. He's real. Not fake. Not trying to hide something from the world. Have you ever sat down and listened to something and typed out/wrote out the lyrics as you heard them and reviewed and studied them in hope of finding the author's heart? I have. I never learned so much about someone from a song. Theories for the incentives for each song comes flooding the mind. It's just recreational.
So I've been thinking about someone lately. I'd rather not mention their name just because I don't want people thinking something that isn't true, (which I know will happen). They've been on my mind and I've been questioning their life. I want to know them. I want to find a way to connect with them and share something with them. To help them. To help them seek the path to love. My side for compassion must have come to show itself. I hope this person knows people care about them. They bring so much. And they're here for a purpose. Just like you and I. I am going to try to be more of a friend with them.... I don't know. I just want to know them more.
I'm feeling pretty emotionless right now. I read the last 450 pages of a book today. It was pathetic since I had nothing to do, but I guess it was better than watching TV. I was irritated today. More than I should have ever been. But man, does my dad like to bite off my head when I'm feeling like that. Sure, lets talk to my siblings about the bad side of Jess. Sure, lets make her feel worse than she already does. I'm done.
I feel like doing something out of the ordinary for Ms. Jessica Hopper. Any suggestions? And no, no drugs. I'm not one for them. Who knows. I still have a little under 2 months until school starts up again; for that I am grateful. I just hope I'll put to use my summer in a beneficial way. I hope I get to travel. To the eastcoast, preferably. But soon to Canada. Hah, when I turn 18, after I graduate, I've decided to take a road trip and stop by Canada on the way/back home. That should be fun.
I don't feel like writing anymore. I dont feel like thinking anymore. But as Pastor Chan put simply this Sunday morning... sometimes we shouldn't go the easiest way, as we are so taught early in life. Sometimes we need to use that faith that has been enstilled in us.
It's time.
So I've been thinking about someone lately. I'd rather not mention their name just because I don't want people thinking something that isn't true, (which I know will happen). They've been on my mind and I've been questioning their life. I want to know them. I want to find a way to connect with them and share something with them. To help them. To help them seek the path to love. My side for compassion must have come to show itself. I hope this person knows people care about them. They bring so much. And they're here for a purpose. Just like you and I. I am going to try to be more of a friend with them.... I don't know. I just want to know them more.
I'm feeling pretty emotionless right now. I read the last 450 pages of a book today. It was pathetic since I had nothing to do, but I guess it was better than watching TV. I was irritated today. More than I should have ever been. But man, does my dad like to bite off my head when I'm feeling like that. Sure, lets talk to my siblings about the bad side of Jess. Sure, lets make her feel worse than she already does. I'm done.
I feel like doing something out of the ordinary for Ms. Jessica Hopper. Any suggestions? And no, no drugs. I'm not one for them. Who knows. I still have a little under 2 months until school starts up again; for that I am grateful. I just hope I'll put to use my summer in a beneficial way. I hope I get to travel. To the eastcoast, preferably. But soon to Canada. Hah, when I turn 18, after I graduate, I've decided to take a road trip and stop by Canada on the way/back home. That should be fun.
I don't feel like writing anymore. I dont feel like thinking anymore. But as Pastor Chan put simply this Sunday morning... sometimes we shouldn't go the easiest way, as we are so taught early in life. Sometimes we need to use that faith that has been enstilled in us.
It's time.