I was walking to lunch today and I saw this girl with a stripe of color in her hair. Anyway I have always wanted a stripe of purple in my hair. That's one reason I would want to be blonde. Actually that is the only reason I would want blonde hair. So I could easily have color in my hair. (I never want to be blonde)
I am typing this blog at the computer lab in the library, and the key boards are really gross. I wonder how often they clean them, OR if they clean them at all. It's funny because I never would have noticed but the numbers on the keyboard are a different color than the letters haha.
I remember now why I never wanted to take a writing class. I can never get past the intro. I struggle so much with coming up with wonderful ways to word things. I am no good at coming up with all the pointless details for papers. That's why I am Mass Comm- short, sweet, and to the point.
So here I am. Ruining my life.... Why MUST I ALWAYS WORRY! I always over think-everything. I feel so retarded. Why must I be in constant need of affirmation. This is why I want to run far far away.....you start getting close to people, and then you always need them to tell you you're amazing. Blah. Talk about needing some attention. WHY can't you be this...why can't you do that....why can't you look like her. It's all retarded. I feel like an attention whore. But if everyone in the world was an acquaintance, then you wouldn't have so much of your heart invested in people. Golly. I can't imagine such a world. DO you think it would be lonely? Probably. Then I wouldn't do anything stupid either.
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I always enjoy the innocent moments in life. Watching butterflies dance around in the sky. Or looking at trees to see if they are dying, appreciating them when they are full of life. Times that are so precious you just feel safe in them. Moments were you feel like you could spend the rest of your life in. Moments of people talking about their pets and moments where little boys wave at you from the back of a bicycle. A conversation with your father. I guess it reminds me more than anything else that the simple things in life are truly the most rewarding.
Did you know that it takes 3 or 4 generations of butterflies to migrate to Mexico and back?
-Hot Donna
Those innocent moments are so precious. Reading them always brings a smile to my face. :) Thank you for sharing them!!
ReplyDeleteWe need reminders of the eternal beauty and joy to come in Heaven... :D