Today my mind is in 100 different places- although I’m getting use to this feeling. This is at good as it’s going to get right now:
I went to church yesterday for the first time in a month and some change. That is the only place I can put down every single guard up around my heart.
The Beatles ‘Let it Be’ has to be the best song ever made. Maybe not ever, but I’d say close. Chills everytime.
I need a new hairstyle. I can’t bring myself to cut it though- even though it’s ridiculously dead, frizzy and just not maintained correctly.
I need to go to the gym. Not just to fit into a bathing suit for the summer (which is only 1 day short of 4 months away, but who is keeping count?) but because my blood pressure is continually moving up. So, doc keeps telling me I need to go to the gym. To the gym I should go. To the gym I don’t want to go.
On One Tree Hill- there’s a singer named Chris Keller. In real life, his name is Tyler Hilton. And he’s the bomb. Maybe you should listen to: ‘Don’t forget all your clothes.’
I hate missing people. I hate wondering. I guess we all do it. I just feel like I hate it more than you do.
I need to call my dad. I need to open up a little bit. I’ve been saying this for a month. Come on Chelsea.
I need to make another phone call I’m dreading. Maybe two. Fine, THREE. Clearly, I’m not running from my problems.
I haven’t been wearing make up lately. (I’m not one of those naturally beautiful women that can wake up and look awesome. I take work, a lot of it.) But I feel better not wearing make up lately. Please be a phase..
I need to volunteer somewhere. I just need to do something good.
I just want my tax return back. Is that too much to ask? I’m not patient. Ok, I want to work on my patient-ness first I suppose. (Patience is the correct word.)
I don’t like using the delete button. I just correct myself later on.
Just youtube Tyler Hilton.
I hate dry hands. What in the world is worst than dry hands? Oh missing people. That’s right. Oh or judgmental people. But that’s it.
I need to enroll in school. ASAP. I’m truly running out of reasons not to. My biggest reason I haven’t thus far is that: I make 100 excuses not to do stuff and although the excuses may not be valid- they still keep me from doing things I may be scared to do.
I want to learn to play guitar like Tyler Hilton.
I go to Christian Life Center in Dayton. But, I was thinking of going to Ginghamsburg to try it out. Trying to keep an open mind ya know. Well, I was reading the Pastor’s blog- just to get a feel for who he was. Well, I came along this, and like it enough to share it:
The Baptist pastor Will Campbell, author of Brother Of The Dragonfly, served churches in the segregated south in the early 1960’s. His people openly criticized him for his proactive work for civil rights. This Christian pastor found church people actively working against him while non-Christians and atheists were working alongside him. One of the men working with Pastor Campbell was murdered while sitting at a restaurant counter. An angry reporter who professed to be an atheist wanted to know how Campbell could give himself to such a religion. “Tell me in ten words or less what Christianity is about.” “Ten words or less?” Campbell replied. “Well just this: we are all bastards, but God loves us anyway.” Thank God for amazing grace!
I think I’ll be giving Ginghamsburg a shot sometime soon.
Ok, I’m going to go watch Tyler Hilton.
I went to church yesterday for the first time in a month and some change. That is the only place I can put down every single guard up around my heart.
The Beatles ‘Let it Be’ has to be the best song ever made. Maybe not ever, but I’d say close. Chills everytime.
I need a new hairstyle. I can’t bring myself to cut it though- even though it’s ridiculously dead, frizzy and just not maintained correctly.
I need to go to the gym. Not just to fit into a bathing suit for the summer (which is only 1 day short of 4 months away, but who is keeping count?) but because my blood pressure is continually moving up. So, doc keeps telling me I need to go to the gym. To the gym I should go. To the gym I don’t want to go.
On One Tree Hill- there’s a singer named Chris Keller. In real life, his name is Tyler Hilton. And he’s the bomb. Maybe you should listen to: ‘Don’t forget all your clothes.’
I hate missing people. I hate wondering. I guess we all do it. I just feel like I hate it more than you do.
I need to call my dad. I need to open up a little bit. I’ve been saying this for a month. Come on Chelsea.
I need to make another phone call I’m dreading. Maybe two. Fine, THREE. Clearly, I’m not running from my problems.
I haven’t been wearing make up lately. (I’m not one of those naturally beautiful women that can wake up and look awesome. I take work, a lot of it.) But I feel better not wearing make up lately. Please be a phase..
I need to volunteer somewhere. I just need to do something good.
I just want my tax return back. Is that too much to ask? I’m not patient. Ok, I want to work on my patient-ness first I suppose. (Patience is the correct word.)
I don’t like using the delete button. I just correct myself later on.
Just youtube Tyler Hilton.
I hate dry hands. What in the world is worst than dry hands? Oh missing people. That’s right. Oh or judgmental people. But that’s it.
I need to enroll in school. ASAP. I’m truly running out of reasons not to. My biggest reason I haven’t thus far is that: I make 100 excuses not to do stuff and although the excuses may not be valid- they still keep me from doing things I may be scared to do.
I want to learn to play guitar like Tyler Hilton.
I go to Christian Life Center in Dayton. But, I was thinking of going to Ginghamsburg to try it out. Trying to keep an open mind ya know. Well, I was reading the Pastor’s blog- just to get a feel for who he was. Well, I came along this, and like it enough to share it:
The Baptist pastor Will Campbell, author of Brother Of The Dragonfly, served churches in the segregated south in the early 1960’s. His people openly criticized him for his proactive work for civil rights. This Christian pastor found church people actively working against him while non-Christians and atheists were working alongside him. One of the men working with Pastor Campbell was murdered while sitting at a restaurant counter. An angry reporter who professed to be an atheist wanted to know how Campbell could give himself to such a religion. “Tell me in ten words or less what Christianity is about.” “Ten words or less?” Campbell replied. “Well just this: we are all bastards, but God loves us anyway.” Thank God for amazing grace!
I think I’ll be giving Ginghamsburg a shot sometime soon.
Ok, I’m going to go watch Tyler Hilton.
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