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In three weeks from yesterday, I'll be in Kansas. From there i will go straight to school.. so basically, im leaving for school in 3 weeks. this is different then the community college i went to.. mainly because i have to pack up all my stuff. well not all... but a lot of stuff.
Other than that, im ready to be out there... i miss my beautiful baby thoroughbred so incredibly much.
the summer has been great. i havent dont much but work and, while he was still here, gone to the barn a lot. but ive had a lot of really good times.
i found my faith again a few weeks/ maybe even a month back. my sister, my brother, and i were walking around this little town right outside of our lot in south jersey. we randomly decided to go into this christian bookstore. i wandered around with not much holding my attention, and i came across a book, 90 minutes in heaven. For some reason i picked it up and read the back, and then sat down and actually started reading it. My sister convinced me to buy it because i had already read 2 chapters into it... I finished it the next day. And it was absolutely amazing. It's an autobiography about a guy who died in a car accident when a semi hit his car on a narrow bridge, he had no pulse and wasnt breathing for 90 minutes. It's about his experience in heaven and his recovery and coming to terms with it all. He wasn't breathing and had no pulse for 90 whole minutes, but he sustained no brain damage. remarkable because 8 minutes is the time it takes for brain cells to start dying. He lost like 5 inches of his femur[the strongest bone in the body], where it literally shattered and 2 inches literally flew out of his car window. He also lost some inches of his arm and broke it in several other places. there were no internal injuries though. Anyway, he was a minister before the accident, and he has such struggles with his faith after it. It all works out but it is just absolutely what i needed right then... and it is just amazingness.
Tonight for some reason i started thinking about this one boy again randomly. I don't really know why. I was listening to alkaline trio, even though i do all the time, this time for no apparent reason it reminded me of him. ::shrug:: i just miss him, he's always been like a brother to me. even though he has become somewhat of a complete asshole. i still love him, and wonder how hes doing. i still care about him, even if he never even thinks about me anymore. Regardless, he understood me better than anyone, without me even saying a word. He was a huge part of my life and i have countless memories with him...
[This house is full of ears, but I can't talk to anyone. They've heard this one a thousand times. Most exciting thing I do__hang half way out a third floor window__ maybe throw lit cigarettes down... &maybe I'll catch fire... something warm to hold me, something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind. ]
Other than that, im ready to be out there... i miss my beautiful baby thoroughbred so incredibly much.
the summer has been great. i havent dont much but work and, while he was still here, gone to the barn a lot. but ive had a lot of really good times.
i found my faith again a few weeks/ maybe even a month back. my sister, my brother, and i were walking around this little town right outside of our lot in south jersey. we randomly decided to go into this christian bookstore. i wandered around with not much holding my attention, and i came across a book, 90 minutes in heaven. For some reason i picked it up and read the back, and then sat down and actually started reading it. My sister convinced me to buy it because i had already read 2 chapters into it... I finished it the next day. And it was absolutely amazing. It's an autobiography about a guy who died in a car accident when a semi hit his car on a narrow bridge, he had no pulse and wasnt breathing for 90 minutes. It's about his experience in heaven and his recovery and coming to terms with it all. He wasn't breathing and had no pulse for 90 whole minutes, but he sustained no brain damage. remarkable because 8 minutes is the time it takes for brain cells to start dying. He lost like 5 inches of his femur[the strongest bone in the body], where it literally shattered and 2 inches literally flew out of his car window. He also lost some inches of his arm and broke it in several other places. there were no internal injuries though. Anyway, he was a minister before the accident, and he has such struggles with his faith after it. It all works out but it is just absolutely what i needed right then... and it is just amazingness.
Tonight for some reason i started thinking about this one boy again randomly. I don't really know why. I was listening to alkaline trio, even though i do all the time, this time for no apparent reason it reminded me of him. ::shrug:: i just miss him, he's always been like a brother to me. even though he has become somewhat of a complete asshole. i still love him, and wonder how hes doing. i still care about him, even if he never even thinks about me anymore. Regardless, he understood me better than anyone, without me even saying a word. He was a huge part of my life and i have countless memories with him...
[This house is full of ears, but I can't talk to anyone. They've heard this one a thousand times. Most exciting thing I do__hang half way out a third floor window__ maybe throw lit cigarettes down... &maybe I'll catch fire... something warm to hold me, something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind. ]