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reading: Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy

trying: to write a 1,000 word paper for physics!!!!!!!!!!!!

playing: softball. for the first time. hahaha

eating: my home-made mac n' cheese. ugh, so gooood.

feeling: complacent. with school & with jesus. (sad face)

striving: to be a servant & to not dwell on my feelings.

wearing: skinny sweats.

drinking: apple juice, but lately i've fallen in love with earl grey tea.

planning: for the summer. coatesville, moose factory, working...always busy.

excited for: spring breaaaakk! i'm going away with my family, lauren, and mackenzie.

avoiding: certain friends for stupid reasons. #ihatedrama

realizing: thursday's are definitely blogging days. i'm going to try and blog at least once a week.

hah.

i just think it's ridiculous every time i find myself crying over a boy because boys are not worth crying over.
end of story.

snow day musings.

Had to read this for my online lit class. Wasn't the best short story I've read, but it wasn't the worst either.

"A singular disadvantage of the sea lies in the fact that after successfully surmounting one wave you discover that there is another behind it just as important and just as nervously anxious to do something effective in the way of swamping boats."
Stephen Crane in The Open Boat

caught.

caught between who i am and who i want to be.
i want to love jesus more.
i want more of him everyday.

i want to make a difference;
can you see jesus in me?
do i emulate him?
please, tell me when i don't.

caught between seasons.
seasons of life and literal seasons of weather.
i want it to be summer -- free at last.
but when summer comes,
so will adulthood.
quite frankly:
ain't nobody got time for that.

at the same time,

i think i'm ready.

ready to move on and grow up

and be who i want to be

and head across the country

to seek jesus

and find him.

such a weird place to be in right now.

not quite sure what to do

or what to say

or where to go.

ready to leave

but

i refuse to leave before i have left my mark and made a difference

caught in this place that feels like limbo

but there's so much left to do

and so much kid left inside.

don't make me let go of her,

just let me go.