December 2011
68 posts
Set Fire to the Rain
I really love potatoes.
avada-kurtdavra:
meowington5:
Honestly, look at these versatile mother fathers.
They can be:
Hot
Cold
Healthy
Unhealthy
Simple
Fancy
Eaten on the go
Ugh. Potato appreciation post.
I’m so done derpin around and being apathetic. Running, eating right, reading like a boss, having mad Jesus time and playing guitar so that I can be happy, healthy and on track to making memories; this is all happening before New Years!
p.s. God totally blessed me with a 4.0 in my first semester at college when I should still be in high school; I know that I can do it again but it’s...
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I’m literally afraid to leave my brothers room because of reading House of Leaves. What if the hallway never ends? What if I never make it to my room? Worse, what if I cannot fall asleep due to that feeling that something’s waiting for me? Oh GOD what have I done to my mind?! This book is too legit. Too legit to quit.
Tonight,
I’m getting out of my house, sitting in a cafe, and reading The Picture of Dorian Gray. Until then, I’m enjoying my self-made chai fog and the Pride and Prejudice soundtrack and after that, I’m tackling another book; I cannot express how much I miss reading!
I don’t really have anything important to say… Actually, I do. I have a question: do you think that the disciples were the hippies of their day? I mean, take even John the Baptist for example. The way that he is described… The camel’s hair robe, the belt, the diet of locusts and wild honey? He sounds pretty natural to me. I cannot imagine that he was clean shaven and his...
What a great start.
After getting a riduclous amount of sleep, 14 hours to be exact, I spent today experimenting with cooking, listening to worship music and watching a great podcast. I needed this time with God and I’m really excited to form habits of constantly seeking His face in more realistic ways. I kept my phone off and just spent my day with Him; it was awesome.
Also, my brother might be coming to LU...
One the drive to Messiah last night, I listened to the worship mix that Kodi had made. Then I listened to it again. One song, Cielo by Phil Wickham, absolutely took my breath away. I had never heard it before and as I really took in the words, I started to cry. I mean really, gut wretchingly, red eyes, raspy breath, hand on my heart to keep it in my chest cry. I’m just so unworthy of all...
God is so good and I am far too blessed. If I get an A on my PSYC 210 exam, I’ll have all A’s and thus a 4.0; all I have to do is study and try my hardest. Should I bomb this exam, I will at least know that I tried my hardest. I just, wow, I just feel so blessed. Also, I could be wrong because if the professors haven’t solidified the grades, things could change. However, I...
Open Book
I used to sit on tumblr and just type. I remember that I once wrote eight pages; I literally skipped school to sit down and write eight pages about what was going on in my life and in my mind. Over the course of the semester, I’ve moved away from blogging as a result of people on my hall reading my blogs and misconstruing them and I completely regret not keeping up with blogging. I love...
