I know what I want to do with my life...
...I want to be a cat farmer. Yes, a CAT FARMER. I could quit college right now and go ahead and start my farm. I don't know what good college is doing for me anyway. I'm not interested in anything that I'm supposedly learning. I love cats, I would love to be surrounded by them all the time. I could charge people to tour my farm and I could breed exotic cats. My farm would be filled with Gizmos!!! Ooh sounds like so much fun =) Hahahaha....If I can't fulfill my dream of becoming a cat farmer, I'm thinking about either majoring in Early Childhood Psychology or Sociology with a concentration in Criminology or maybe both. I just don't know what I would do with either of those degrees, though. I don't want to be a counselor. Ugh. And I don't want to have to be stuck researching shit for the rest of my life. Doesn't a cat farmer sound so much easier and fun?? I think so.
So yeah, Katie is a gassy girl. I'm still not used to her burping and I've known her for over a year now. And then last night she just farted out of nowhere!!! I was lying in bed TRYING to sleep but NO she wasn't about to let that happen. We ended up laughing for what seemed like forever. Ahh, good times, good times...
I'm going to get my hair cut tomorrow. Katie measured it and I have 19 inches of hair on my head. I want to get it cut back up to my shoulders, or maybe just below my shoulders. I don't want a drastic change. I like having my hair long.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin."
I'm whispering "I was lost,"
Now I'm found and forgiven.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need CHRIST to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
but, God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain,
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.
~~Maya Angelou~~
So yeah, Katie is a gassy girl. I'm still not used to her burping and I've known her for over a year now. And then last night she just farted out of nowhere!!! I was lying in bed TRYING to sleep but NO she wasn't about to let that happen. We ended up laughing for what seemed like forever. Ahh, good times, good times...
I'm going to get my hair cut tomorrow. Katie measured it and I have 19 inches of hair on my head. I want to get it cut back up to my shoulders, or maybe just below my shoulders. I don't want a drastic change. I like having my hair long.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin."
I'm whispering "I was lost,"
Now I'm found and forgiven.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need CHRIST to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
but, God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain,
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.
~~Maya Angelou~~