"there's no crying in baseball."
so today was another good day. haven't really had a bad day in a while. i think i've just learned to see trials in a different sort of way. sometimes though...i do feel like crying. i feel like maybe even if you aren't sad, sometimes you just need a good cry. like maybe right now i need a good cry. a good "nervous" cry. a good "i don't know how my life is about to be changed" cry. who knows? but maybe i just need a cry. but i think it can wait....
went to an astros game tonight with adam and denny. it was a lot of fun. the astros won, which is pretty much the best part, plus it was just fun in general.
i seriously need to finish "kaffir boy." i get so into the story, and then i haven't even realized how long it has taken me to read it. i have three more books i need to read before i leave for africa. i need to be reading faster. normally i can finish a book in a day or two. what is my deal?
there are all these songs out there about girls with certain colored eyes and the way that the boy looks into her eyes and dreams about her and loves her. my eyes change colors. they are greyish-blue. and they aren't very amazing or original and sometimes they are more blue and sometimes they seem to not even have a color at all. someday when i hear a song that says "her eyes are beautiful, as they change with what she wears, and sometimes the color is not there..." i will know that is the guy for me.
i'm wondering now if i'll ever find him.
"it's chapstick and chapped lips and things like chemistry."
went to an astros game tonight with adam and denny. it was a lot of fun. the astros won, which is pretty much the best part, plus it was just fun in general.
i seriously need to finish "kaffir boy." i get so into the story, and then i haven't even realized how long it has taken me to read it. i have three more books i need to read before i leave for africa. i need to be reading faster. normally i can finish a book in a day or two. what is my deal?
there are all these songs out there about girls with certain colored eyes and the way that the boy looks into her eyes and dreams about her and loves her. my eyes change colors. they are greyish-blue. and they aren't very amazing or original and sometimes they are more blue and sometimes they seem to not even have a color at all. someday when i hear a song that says "her eyes are beautiful, as they change with what she wears, and sometimes the color is not there..." i will know that is the guy for me.
i'm wondering now if i'll ever find him.
"it's chapstick and chapped lips and things like chemistry."