Probably a lot of grieving over Africa that hopefully is interesting?

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Well the point was fast, but it was too blunt to miss

"Life handed us a paycheck, and we said, We worked harder than this!"

It's been a while.

I go back and fouth between blogging on blogger and facebook. I think i'm just going to post a permalink on my page to this page, and spruce up my blog page and stay here. its just a lot easier for me, and I dont know, then I'm not like putting it out there how much I blog. Cause it like announces it on facebook.

I dont know.

I'm listening to the Fray.
This is going to be an epic blog.

I've really been struggling with the fact that my journal is somewhere in a landfill in South Africa. That had so much of my life for the past year in it. The ups and downs, and all the inspiration.

I dont know. I started a new one, but it just doesn't hold the same power. Its wierd.

So for the past 2 nights I have stayed up past 2 am (which is way too late for me, I need a lot of sleep) and got up at 9ish (cause thats as late as I can sleep in with out freaking out that I'm losing the day).

I think i'm going to pass out soon from exhaustion.
I can hardly move to do anything. The last time I felt this tired, I fell out of my computer chair, grabbed the beanbag to use as a pillow and slept for like 4 hours.

Guys, my friends are back, and now I really don't want to start school. I was stoked about it, but now its just like, crap. back to the grind, I guess. I don't start till 4 on tuesday though, so that gives me the whole day. But it also means that I'm going to have to get my sleep/eating patterns back into a normal routine. cause I go to class for like 4 hours, then I come home, and have to be at class at 8:30 the next morning, till like 4. It's lame. REALLY LAME!

I dont know.

I can't stop thinking about how much I miss my Journal. And How much I wish that I had it here with me so I could relive all the things that I had happen to me. In a sense, I've been comforting myself with the fact that it also had all the crap that I had been through in the past year and I left it all behind, kinda like giving me a new start.

Die to your old self?

I guess so.

I don't know how I feel about anything anymore.
several questions have been raised in my mind.
1. Is God still God if they call him something else?
2. Can you be saved and not lose your culture if your religon is a huge part of your culture?
The only way I could see that being true is if you drop all parts of your religon/culture that conflict with the bible. But what if that is your entire way of life?
3. What's the point?
What if it's all a huge joke?

I dont know.
we'll see how it works out.
I guess.


I can see my feet in the mirror. They really don't look that big when i'm looking down at them. but like looking at them in comparison to everything ese in the room, their pretty friggin huge.

I dont know.
more later.

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