Sometimes people get bad ideas and make big mistakes... But does that mean they shouldn't get a second chance? Or third or forth? What happened to 70x7?

fairytale...

sometimes... i feel as if i'm living a fairytale. i've had bad times, and i've had good times. but i feel like i'm living a reallly unique fairytale... usually in the darkest times of the whole tale, the princess would be depressed and feeling stuck.

but me... i sit there, in the darkest days... happy. i have such amazing people in my life... it's hard to be down when you've got a lot of great people keeping you up, even if some of them don't know it.

heck, who says i can't live a fairytale? no one ever said fairytales had to be perfect... i mean, think of cinderella! but honestly, when i say i'm living a fairytale... i don't mean everything's always gonna be happy. i don't mean everything's always going to be great. i don't mean everything's going to go right. but i do mean i'm going to make the best of everything and make it a story worth telling... to me, THAT is a fairytale.

fearless...

someone great once said fear is just the absence of faith...

so i guess the more fear i realize i have, the more i realize i have some faith to work on.

fearful-faithless...
fearless-faithful...

i wanna be fearless. ;]

living for real

a facebook quiz got me thinking... what is my biggest goal for this year? that is such a difficult question... but i spent a lot of time in thought and finally decided. my goal is to live... for real. some people go on... just going through the motions (good song... matthew west-the motions), never really living their lives.

but... how do you live for real? i suppose everyone might have a different idea... but for me, living for real is laughing at the little things, enjoying the moments spent with the ones i love, finding a way to have fun when it's not thought possible, loving out loud, taking almost every chance i get to be alive, and not getting brought down by dissapointment. i dunno... just my thoughts on really living. really living isn't living for you... it's living to serve, and love.

it's not always easy... sometimes i want to just do nothing. but then i think... (this may sound conceited, but i mean it in the least conceited way possible) just being there, making a memory with people... it's worth so much more. so much.

so, here's to really living!!

whoo!

the beauty of a storm

as the lightning strikes and thunder rolls, i'm left here in my almost dead-silent house, awake and kind of lonely. the constant pitter-patter of the rain makes me want to grab my bike and ride over to the park... which i can't do, as it's almost midnight.

have you ever gone to the park, and sat on a swing, and just listened? just felt the smallness? every time i go to the park alone, i sit there, feeling so large (heh... i'm quite a few years older than most of the people i usually find there), yet so small at exactly the same time. i look up to the sky, and realize, every single time, how small i really am. i am one of millions and millions of people in this WORLD... and to think that this planet isn't alone... there's OTHER planets, even larger than the one we occupy... there's stars that make the sun look puny. and there's a God.... my God... who CREATED it all... he MADE it! he made ME.

and well, we messed it up. we messed up this perfect world he made for us. but you know... he sent his son to die... as a loop-hole for us. for me. so that we could be with him. because he loves us THAT MUCH. he loves ME that much. because he wants to be with us. with me!

he STILL loves me... after all i've done... after all my sins... he still loves me.

astounds me every time i think about it. leaves me speechless.

about time...

i just figured that i haven't posted in a while and it's probably about time to update.

but i have no idea what to say... i'll figure something out and hopefully make a more-than-useless post.

text messaging.

so popular today... such a great, fast, easy way of communication. i do it all the time! i use about 3000 texts or more a month. but have you ever realized how confusing texting [or iming, emailing, etc.] can be? you can never be totally sure what a person means... if they're using sarcasm, making a joke, or being totally serious. stress tends to result as you wait for the other person to tell you what they meant. it tends to frustrate me...

don't worry. not enough to stop.