pride and prejudice...and other girly subjects
It's such a comfort to have the amazing friends I have. It's like we're in an animal herd and, when one is sick, all the rest chip in to provide comfort and aid. I feel so loved. Thank you to everyone who wrote something to me when I was upset. It means more than you can imagine. No one even knew the nature of my distress. Wow.
Today I watched the 5-hour Pride and Prejudice with my church ladies. It was amazing. I love those English guys and their tight pants and their accents and their sideburns and their curls. Man oh man.
Mo - TJ was not at the party, so there was no talk, sensual or otherwise. However, my mom and brother saw him at the uniform store (where he works) and "chatted", in her words. She even called me to tell me. It was okay though, because the party was fun, and Mrs. Hawarny told me I looked good, like I've lost weight!
On the note of the previous section of that paragraph, I've decided crushes are silly (imagine that concept). If I like one guy and think of only him, how will I notice if someone else who's a decent young man turns up? What if I miss someone who likes me while looking at the other? I've decided to just be loose and let God take care of things. If TJ likes me, fine. If not, fine. There are plenty of fish and plenty of men. Plus, I don't need one. I don't even know TJ. I haven't seen him in forever, and we never talk. Right now, God is teaching me to trust His plans for my life and not worry. This is one step in that direction, I guess.
I have a good feeling about this year. I feel good, I feel loved, I'm excited, I'm prepared, I'm on top of the world, or at least the school...it's like nothing can go wrong. Or if it does, it'll be okay. I'll be okay. I hope the rest of you feel this way too, because everything will be okay. I know it.
I love writing. It's such a good outlet, and so fun to look back on. When I'm old and wrinkly, I'll have my old poems and stories and letters to fumble through and smile on. I can leave something when I die...something for my family to remember me by. My soul imprinted in pieces on so many bits of paper. Hopefully, though, the actions and character I exhibit while on this earth will leave more of an imprint than anything I could put on paper.
Well, it's late. I do have church in the morning, and I still have my devotions to do (Ellen, I'm reading the book you gave me [my utmost for his highest] and it's teaching me a lot!). I hope all is well and that everyone is in high spirits. If my text sounds a bit English today, it's the movie's effect on me. As I think the words, they sound English. I can only imagine how they look to you. Love and kisses!
(pip pip cheerio)
P.S. Aimee Channell's baby was at the girls' night, and she is SOOOOOO cute! It made me want to have a baby really bad, though I'm not desperate enough to have one right now. I can definitely wait til I'm married, which won't be for a while.
Today I watched the 5-hour Pride and Prejudice with my church ladies. It was amazing. I love those English guys and their tight pants and their accents and their sideburns and their curls. Man oh man.
Mo - TJ was not at the party, so there was no talk, sensual or otherwise. However, my mom and brother saw him at the uniform store (where he works) and "chatted", in her words. She even called me to tell me. It was okay though, because the party was fun, and Mrs. Hawarny told me I looked good, like I've lost weight!
On the note of the previous section of that paragraph, I've decided crushes are silly (imagine that concept). If I like one guy and think of only him, how will I notice if someone else who's a decent young man turns up? What if I miss someone who likes me while looking at the other? I've decided to just be loose and let God take care of things. If TJ likes me, fine. If not, fine. There are plenty of fish and plenty of men. Plus, I don't need one. I don't even know TJ. I haven't seen him in forever, and we never talk. Right now, God is teaching me to trust His plans for my life and not worry. This is one step in that direction, I guess.
I have a good feeling about this year. I feel good, I feel loved, I'm excited, I'm prepared, I'm on top of the world, or at least the school...it's like nothing can go wrong. Or if it does, it'll be okay. I'll be okay. I hope the rest of you feel this way too, because everything will be okay. I know it.
I love writing. It's such a good outlet, and so fun to look back on. When I'm old and wrinkly, I'll have my old poems and stories and letters to fumble through and smile on. I can leave something when I die...something for my family to remember me by. My soul imprinted in pieces on so many bits of paper. Hopefully, though, the actions and character I exhibit while on this earth will leave more of an imprint than anything I could put on paper.
Well, it's late. I do have church in the morning, and I still have my devotions to do (Ellen, I'm reading the book you gave me [my utmost for his highest] and it's teaching me a lot!). I hope all is well and that everyone is in high spirits. If my text sounds a bit English today, it's the movie's effect on me. As I think the words, they sound English. I can only imagine how they look to you. Love and kisses!
(pip pip cheerio)
P.S. Aimee Channell's baby was at the girls' night, and she is SOOOOOO cute! It made me want to have a baby really bad, though I'm not desperate enough to have one right now. I can definitely wait til I'm married, which won't be for a while.