Lock IN
Yay. The Lock In was a success. A few snags, and I'm not sure if Hayley feels it is as successful as I feel it was, but I think it went well for having two kids direct it, two chaperones sit around, and around 18 kids wreaking all havoc all over a church.
There were a few things that had Hayley and me both rather irritated, but talking to a Boy about it helped a lot. Just venting was good for me. After all was said and done though, at 4:00 I went to bed.
Air conditioning is a very nice luxury to have. I don't know why everyone else didn't sleep in the office (the coolest room in the church), but that's their problem I suppose, because the only people in there were me, Adrian, and Colin. I would love to see all the pictures Mike took of us while we were sleeping, they sound hilarious. Sleeping with the Boy was very nice... comfy and perfect. What a man. It's ridiculous how long we have to wait until there will be a home just for us without any bothers or distractions. I suppose patience will pay off though.
I have begun cleaning/clearing out my room. It's a dangerous place and a difficult task; one that will take a year to complete. I'm glad I'm starting to finally get the feeling of being able to let go of the silly items I've kept. Just going through my room, I am psychoanalyzing myself as a little girl, and as a teen. I was very lonely. I knew it then, but i know it more now. Far too sentimental and I am the Queen of all Pack-Rats! The other day while cleaning some papers out, I came across the lyrics of a song that hits the nail right on the head and is me through and through. It's by a lady named Kasey Chambers and she's from Australia. I first heard her on NPR in January (right about the time I was breaking up with Micah and hooking up with Colin) and I love this song. Here are the lyrics.
Am I Not Pretty Enough - Kasey Chambers
Am I not pretty enough
Is my heart too broken
Do I cry too much
Am I too outspoken
Don't I make you laugh
Should I try it harder
Why do you see right through me
I live I breath
I let it rain on me
I sleep I wake
I try hard not to break
I crave I laugh
I've waited long enough
I tried as hard as I can
Am I not pretty enough......
I love I feel
I make the dreams real
I fall I freeze
I pray down on my knees
I hope I stand
I take it like a man
I tried as hard as I can
Am I not pretty enough....
There were a few things that had Hayley and me both rather irritated, but talking to a Boy about it helped a lot. Just venting was good for me. After all was said and done though, at 4:00 I went to bed.
Air conditioning is a very nice luxury to have. I don't know why everyone else didn't sleep in the office (the coolest room in the church), but that's their problem I suppose, because the only people in there were me, Adrian, and Colin. I would love to see all the pictures Mike took of us while we were sleeping, they sound hilarious. Sleeping with the Boy was very nice... comfy and perfect. What a man. It's ridiculous how long we have to wait until there will be a home just for us without any bothers or distractions. I suppose patience will pay off though.
I have begun cleaning/clearing out my room. It's a dangerous place and a difficult task; one that will take a year to complete. I'm glad I'm starting to finally get the feeling of being able to let go of the silly items I've kept. Just going through my room, I am psychoanalyzing myself as a little girl, and as a teen. I was very lonely. I knew it then, but i know it more now. Far too sentimental and I am the Queen of all Pack-Rats! The other day while cleaning some papers out, I came across the lyrics of a song that hits the nail right on the head and is me through and through. It's by a lady named Kasey Chambers and she's from Australia. I first heard her on NPR in January (right about the time I was breaking up with Micah and hooking up with Colin) and I love this song. Here are the lyrics.
Am I Not Pretty Enough - Kasey Chambers
Am I not pretty enough
Is my heart too broken
Do I cry too much
Am I too outspoken
Don't I make you laugh
Should I try it harder
Why do you see right through me
I live I breath
I let it rain on me
I sleep I wake
I try hard not to break
I crave I laugh
I've waited long enough
I tried as hard as I can
Am I not pretty enough......
I love I feel
I make the dreams real
I fall I freeze
I pray down on my knees
I hope I stand
I take it like a man
I tried as hard as I can
Am I not pretty enough....