12514.) As much as I complain about society and life today, I still think it's beautiful.

(via blogsecret)

12519.) i can only see myself with you. i want to have a life with you. i tell everyone that we are only going to be friends because i want you to be mr. right not mr. right now

(via blogsecret)

Story of my life .. hahaha. Not that I’m hinting towards anything because I’m really not. Like .. I’m really not.

Countdown

18, 47, 54, 221, and 225. I am internally beyond excited right now. Can’t wait.

(I like how I zoomed to my sunshine days right after the holidays).

It don't grow on trees

Today I got up at 6AM because Sears had a meeting from 6:30-9:30. We ended a little late, so I didn’t get home until about 10. I got ready for church, downed a mini White Castle burger real quick while I got some coffee, and headed straight to church. We made it just on time. Literally. We got there right as the service was starting. Coolbeans.

After church we had our mission presentations. That was .. interesting. Very interesting. Props to all the C.A.R.E Groups for working hard on the info tables/posters, food, and skits. Afterwards, John and I jammed .. as usual.

On the way home, I figured I’d treat my brothers to Jamba Juice. I handed the nice man my debit card just to hear him say that something had gone wrong. Something is always “going wrong” when I use my debit card(s). (I’ve only had two, and I’ve had a problem with both of them). I’m pretty much convinced that it’s time for me to switch banks. Whatever. Anyway, my brother and I went to the bank before we went home so I could make a withdrawal (since afterall, my debit card isn’t working right— which is weird, considering I had no problems making the withdrawal -_- NICE ONE J. JUICE). Now I’m home.

I really am praying that I keep this job. I know I’ve said that a couple times, but I really mean it. I know the Lord will provide regardless, but I really really hope I get to keep this job.

I was never a heavy spender to begin with, but I think it’s worse now that I actually work for my money. Apparently I equate the amount of money I spend with the amount of hours I need to work to get it back .. which really isn’t much of a big deal since many people do that, but it did make me realize how many useless things I want. Then again, it’s not like I ever spent much money on the useless things I wanted so it doesn’t really make a difference.

Anyway, I have a grip of homework that I need to catch up on. I’m really falling behind in a lot of things. .. Kinda. Not really. Unfortunately I’m sick so my body is telling me it’s more appropriate for me to take a nap first. Good deal? I think so.

Trying times

Success is a process; no matter how hard I fall, I know I did some progress.

I’m trying, damnit.

You don't like what you hear

but I only speak the truth.