Feelings and Thanksgiving for Blessings
(savors the writing potential of the moment) Ahh. Well, I really do not have much to say at this moment, however I felt the need to get in the habit of writing on this site in order to establish a journal viewable to all. My personal journal, a book of actual paper with a coptic binding, is one of the dearest possessions that I have. Therefore, this journal will have to suffer the second-born son treatment. My actual journal is a private affair. So much of me and whom and what I love is wrapped up in that object. But, in the end, it will be another object. My only hope is that the journal book and the words therein will survive me.
As far as other writing projects are concerned, Alyssa (you know who you are) has prompted me to begin my own screenplay, after she just finished one herself.
Which brings up another interesting topic. MTS. Yes, I have only known you guys for a few months, however, I enjoy spending time with the troupe (even though I am no member) and I can honestly say that you are the friendliest people on the entire Clemson University campus. I am touched by your honesty, your intellect, your comedy, but most importantly, the friendship you have bestowed upon me. I hope to continue to get to know you all very well. Although I should've auditioned this year, I will have an even greater incentive to do so next time around.
Well, in other news...there is nothing to speak of. I am happy to be alive and well, and I go day-to-day about my business. I have one great goal in mind that has been occupiying me for months, and that is the subject of Love. I am a hopeless romantic in the worst sense, and I often go to God for guidance because my feelings, thoughts, and emotions are coming at me so fast. The thought of this one person-- a single woman out of millions of others-- has consumed my mind for the past few months when I should obviously be thinking about school and a career and a greater future. But, as is my curse, I cannot forget; I cannot take my mind away from all the hope and possiblity and love and friendship that this significant other represents.
Perhaps I am being over dramatic, but I do feel very strongly for her, and I am resolved to speak with her next chance I get. Because of circumstances and distance, her and I have been unable to have the time to talk about the possibility of a romantic relationship. I hope it is not to late. I keep thinking that I am caught up in a weird version of the movie "When Harry Met Sally". And that is truly what it seems like.
However, I must be patient, and not let circumstances dictate my actions. I must remind myself of this, and I must also remind myself that worrying will do me no good in the face of destiny. What is destined to happen will happen eventually and whatever happens, happens for a reason.
Well, that seems like enough for now. I will depart for now. Good day.
As far as other writing projects are concerned, Alyssa (you know who you are) has prompted me to begin my own screenplay, after she just finished one herself.
Which brings up another interesting topic. MTS. Yes, I have only known you guys for a few months, however, I enjoy spending time with the troupe (even though I am no member) and I can honestly say that you are the friendliest people on the entire Clemson University campus. I am touched by your honesty, your intellect, your comedy, but most importantly, the friendship you have bestowed upon me. I hope to continue to get to know you all very well. Although I should've auditioned this year, I will have an even greater incentive to do so next time around.
Well, in other news...there is nothing to speak of. I am happy to be alive and well, and I go day-to-day about my business. I have one great goal in mind that has been occupiying me for months, and that is the subject of Love. I am a hopeless romantic in the worst sense, and I often go to God for guidance because my feelings, thoughts, and emotions are coming at me so fast. The thought of this one person-- a single woman out of millions of others-- has consumed my mind for the past few months when I should obviously be thinking about school and a career and a greater future. But, as is my curse, I cannot forget; I cannot take my mind away from all the hope and possiblity and love and friendship that this significant other represents.
Perhaps I am being over dramatic, but I do feel very strongly for her, and I am resolved to speak with her next chance I get. Because of circumstances and distance, her and I have been unable to have the time to talk about the possibility of a romantic relationship. I hope it is not to late. I keep thinking that I am caught up in a weird version of the movie "When Harry Met Sally". And that is truly what it seems like.
However, I must be patient, and not let circumstances dictate my actions. I must remind myself of this, and I must also remind myself that worrying will do me no good in the face of destiny. What is destined to happen will happen eventually and whatever happens, happens for a reason.
Well, that seems like enough for now. I will depart for now. Good day.