46 Days Til Summer
“In Manila, a man killed a person at a karaoke bar because he said the person was singing out of tune. In a related story, the Backstreet Boys canceled their concert in Manila.” – Conan O’Brien
Today was officially the 46th day until summer break, including weekends. In reality, June really doesn’t count because all the school days are spent reviewing for finals; there are weekends in there; CAT-6s or whatever stupid California wants to call them are also in there; after AP tests class gets a lot easier.
I’ve been evaluating my school friends lately, just my relationships with them, how I witness to them. It’s discouraging, but this confidence that is daily growing in me is pushing all the worries away. I want to be a good witness to them. I brought the Evangecube today, but didn’t take it out at lunch because only half of my friends were there or whatever, but we had a good time joking around with it in seventh period. It also gave me a chance to talk with this guy who I’ve known since junior high who goes to First B. Nice guy. We talked about their Spring Break trip to Brazil, and my trip to San Francisco. I’ve been talking to him more than usual lately. He intrigues me because he’s pretty upfront about his life and his faith, which I find cool.
My car’s not going into the shop this week! Yay! And my dad’s going to work on it some with me. I want to fix it all up so it’s spiffy.
“Whoever pursues godliness and unfailing love will find life, godliness, and honor.” – Proverbs 21:21
I totally want to pursue God. Last week, I felt Him anoint me with His love; it’s spilling over into all aspects of my life. So awesome!
I wish I knew what to say to —- with the whole ordeal going on. I’ve totally felt the same way and worry constantly that I’m going to fall back into that cycle. But God is good and He’ll keep me strong, thank goodness for that. I’m still not very clear on where I stand, so I don’t know what I’m going to do or say. All I know is I’ve got to keep on pressing on.
I hate Dragon’s Teeth. It’s so irritating. Sinclair keeps introducing new characters that have pretty static personalities. And I have to read it by tomorrow, because the extra credit novel review is due Wednesday. Blech.
I’ve been thinking about the cliques at church, and I simply don’t care anymore. I no longer fear not fitting in or whatever; I’m going to hang out with who I wish. There are some people I wish to avoid at the moment because they’re freaking me out *cough cough Mike cough cough* and some people who I can only handle so much of *cough _____* but yeah. I was so annoyed with ——-’s immature ways of trying to get attention but I think his feelings were hurt Sunday night after everybody ganged up on him during the pillow fight. And I also feel bad that —– was so darn mean to —— on Friday or Thursday about how she was so disgusted with him or whatever. She can be pretty mean-spirited sometimes. It wasn’t cool, I know I’d be pretty butt-hurt if someone straight up told me they thought I was disgusting.
Currently Reading: Dragons Teeth I
Leave a Reply