a whole lot of talk
super happy fun land was a super happy fun place. luke sang amazing and i am always amazed at his talent on guitar. his lyrics always make me reflect as well as laugh too, so i enjoy both sides of the experience. denny and adam are wonderful guys and they make me smile. but for some reason they always make me miss wendy. i miss you wendy.
went to the dentist today. oh what a joy that was. hmmm i realized why i dislike the dentist so much. can't explain why. it's just not designed to be a pleasant experience. i'm pretty certain of that.
africa is in 16 days.
i keep having these two reoccurring dreams. different dreams. but they keep happening. and i am creeped out by both of them.
the first one is this: i go to study abroad but i can't remember the experience. like i get back to school instead of home and charla bailey greets me, except for i come empty-handed. i have no pictures, no memories. everyone is surrounding me asking me all of these questions, but for some reason my memory has been ripped apart....it's creepy.
the second one is: i have this friend who died in a car accident my freshman year of college. that is the truth, but in my dream, she is there. and i go to alabama to visit her and she didn't really die and everyone tells me that it was just a huge joke. and everytime i dream it, everyone tells me that i am crazy and that obviously she isn't dead. and i keep having all of these conversations with her...but i get so confused on why she would tell the entire world she died. it's so weird.
and now i am going to move on from these creepy dreams and talk about my friend danielle:
the thing about danielle is this: danielle understands me. and it's not that she just understands me, she really gets me. she understands what makes me mad and what makes me happy and what will just get me so ticked off that she shouldn't even tell me, and what will surprise me beyond belief. it's like she has this little camera inside of my head and she just knows what all of my reactions are going to be. and she isn't afraid to hurt my feelings, which i really love because i feel like most...no pretty much all of my friends are afraid of that. she tells me how it is. not necessarily hurt my feelings, but just downright be real with me. i love people who are real, and danielle is a real person. it's funny, because in life, i've realized that i have a lot of friends who mean different things to me. different friends who comfort me in different ways. some that are best at talking me through things, some who are best at giving me dating advice, some who are best at going on crazy adventures with....and then there is danielle. like seriously....i'm not sure why God decided to let me have a friend like her this summer, but He did, and i am beyond thankful. i am thankful for His grace and His faithfulness. i knew that He would be faithful through all of my life and He knew when i needed a friend like danielle most and He gave her to me.
i want to stop in my tracks.
and turn around.
and smile.
and say, "wow."
"that's him."
went to the dentist today. oh what a joy that was. hmmm i realized why i dislike the dentist so much. can't explain why. it's just not designed to be a pleasant experience. i'm pretty certain of that.
africa is in 16 days.
i keep having these two reoccurring dreams. different dreams. but they keep happening. and i am creeped out by both of them.
the first one is this: i go to study abroad but i can't remember the experience. like i get back to school instead of home and charla bailey greets me, except for i come empty-handed. i have no pictures, no memories. everyone is surrounding me asking me all of these questions, but for some reason my memory has been ripped apart....it's creepy.
the second one is: i have this friend who died in a car accident my freshman year of college. that is the truth, but in my dream, she is there. and i go to alabama to visit her and she didn't really die and everyone tells me that it was just a huge joke. and everytime i dream it, everyone tells me that i am crazy and that obviously she isn't dead. and i keep having all of these conversations with her...but i get so confused on why she would tell the entire world she died. it's so weird.
and now i am going to move on from these creepy dreams and talk about my friend danielle:
the thing about danielle is this: danielle understands me. and it's not that she just understands me, she really gets me. she understands what makes me mad and what makes me happy and what will just get me so ticked off that she shouldn't even tell me, and what will surprise me beyond belief. it's like she has this little camera inside of my head and she just knows what all of my reactions are going to be. and she isn't afraid to hurt my feelings, which i really love because i feel like most...no pretty much all of my friends are afraid of that. she tells me how it is. not necessarily hurt my feelings, but just downright be real with me. i love people who are real, and danielle is a real person. it's funny, because in life, i've realized that i have a lot of friends who mean different things to me. different friends who comfort me in different ways. some that are best at talking me through things, some who are best at giving me dating advice, some who are best at going on crazy adventures with....and then there is danielle. like seriously....i'm not sure why God decided to let me have a friend like her this summer, but He did, and i am beyond thankful. i am thankful for His grace and His faithfulness. i knew that He would be faithful through all of my life and He knew when i needed a friend like danielle most and He gave her to me.
i want to stop in my tracks.
and turn around.
and smile.
and say, "wow."
"that's him."