W:I:S:H:E:S

Only I can know thedepth of my love. Only I can know how much I love or despise a person. Don'tseek to judge me, lest I choose to despise you. I hold great depths of emotion,great depths and capabilities of love. I'm not allowed to love to my full capacitythough, so how do I  hold all of this in.

Love, unfelt andunused, does not stay love. It must change into something useful, somethingexpressible, and when there is no other choice, yes. Love becomes hate. Itbecomes in...

Smiles can keep the frowns away. I love a good day. And any day I get to love on my favorite people, is an amazing day. And tomorrow will be an amazing day with my best friend. And Thursday will be an amazing day visiting a youth group. Its going to be my first amazing week of the year! Yay for feeling GREAT, finally.

Funny how people change.... I think I will be an artist today, a poet tomorrow, and a photographer for the rest of my life. Lets write like fools my friend, for none shall know the fools we play but you and I and the sly blind eye.

I stumbled across this story I took from my old computer. I don't know who wrote it, but its a good one. Enjoy.

-Wishes-

Ugly The Cat

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and, shall we say, love.

The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start w...

Well, very obviously, I have not blogged in over a week. In fact, it has been twelve days. I bet you were wondering if I died werent you? I didnt. But I was in Church last Sunday, and Bo preached on how we build walls between ourselves and God. Well, God sort of tapped me on the shoulder, and told me that I've been doing that exact thing with the internet. It has become a wall between Him and I. So I took a week off to try and break down that wall, and man, have I been blessed immensly this w...

I wonder, when, and how, do you know, when it is time to let someone you love go? In the past few months, I have found myself learning to love unconditionally, and I can't say that I like it. I feel so wounded, and yet I love. I get my heart broken more than I ever thought I could stand, and yet I still love. My trust is taken and thrown out the window, (one of the very worst crimes that can be committed against me) and yet... I still love.

Is there something wrong with me, or am I gr...

I found out today, when I got home from my Youth group, that an old friend of mine, Shonda, died Friday night. Her friend had come and picked her up to take her to work, it was between 10:30 and 11, and she wasnt wearing a seatbelt. They werent two miles from her house, a dog came out in the road, and they swirved to miss it, and ended up hitting a tree. She was killed instantly.

I remember Shonda, mainly from when we were little. The  first time we met, our parents ended up tak...

Yesterday was actually good. Out of the whole week I had had, it was going well. Then I put my car in reverse and hit my mom's truck. My passenger's side mirror is barely hanging on, and its in no position where I can see out of it. *sigh* When oh when will this week be over?

Today, in itself, has been okay. I'm scared to say that though, for fear something else will happen. But nothing disastrous YET. Of course, I really don't know what else could go wrong.

We reviewed most o...

Hey again everyone. This one is about my 'Storm'

You see, just about everything in my life, I can relate to 'The Storm'. Thats what I call my troublesome times, so if you are on msn or yahoo or something and you see some cryptic message about a storm, it is probably referring to some troublesome times in my life. In anycase, I have written two poems about the storm, one in 2004, and one in 2006. I am going to post them here so you dont have to go looking for them, lol, but as you read...

So I woke up fairly early this morning, and was able to get ready for school quite early, and get on the internet to check my messages and the such. I was actually quite happy about that and figured that it spelt out a good day.

wrong.

I got to school, talked to johnathan for a short bit, but I was still happy, hes a pretty good guy. Then ate breakfast with Le and the gang and prayed. Homeroom-then Biology. In biology we mated and ate butterflies. -Dont ask- So the next part i...