Thinking

So I just got off the phone with my best friend of all time, and I realized something. I cannot hold an serious conversation with anyone, and I don't even mean a serious conversation I mean more of an adult conversation something without jokes or strange noises interrupting, I cant just speak my mind, and just tell people things that are important to me. And maybe that's a fault in my personality or just who i think i should be because that what people expect me to be . . . i also think its because I'm a little afraid, afraid of what people would think of me and how they would respond to me thinking with some reason behind my words or some feeling or emotion being expressed. but i want people to see that i want to change, i want to be able to speak to someone and sound smart, i want someone to be able to describe me to someone who is thoughtful, or deep, I don't want people to say i am funny or annoying or whatever else. I want people to know the real me and not this fake person i pretend to be because i am afraid to be myself. well i guess i shouldn't say pretend person, that really me and the way i think but sometimes i am much more. I know this is a lot to take in, and i know you don't get everything you want but i think i should be honest with you and let you in on the secret that i have sane thoughts,

like in a video i watched tonight, it talked about Peter in the bible getting out of the boat and walking on water toward Jesus and he started to sink, he started sinking not because he lost he faith in Jesus- Jesus wasn't sinking it was because he lost faith in himself. I have always been told to have faith in God but i never looked at the other way, God has faith in us, he believes in me and believes that i can be his disciple. I want to be a disciple for Jesus meaning that I want to be like him, and God has faith in me and knows that I do that, because he wouldn't give me a challenge i couldn't handle, would he? Would he tell me to try and be his disciple if he though I couldn't do it? If he believes that i can do it than shouldn't I, shouldn't I strive to be that person and not be held back by the feeling that its to hard? So it really comes down to, do i believe in myself? Do you?

HUH?

Mind Control

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OK, I quit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! jkdf

Blog Comment Abusers!

Ok, what is with people? People are having conversations in my comments. They are sorta to me but not at the same time. This werid use of my blog to talk to one another is crazy. I enjoy your comments but are they really for me? I just spent my time reading MY comments, but they weren't really for me at all. I would like to annouce that Rob, Marc, and Lindsey are blog comment abusers!!!!!! Yea, thats right I called them that! Ok, I know that was a little over the top and mean, I'm sorry. I was just kidding, use my blog to talk to your friends, I just write these things for no reason. Oh No, my feeling weren't hurt, I'm grateful that you all would pick my blog to talk through! In fact, I'm looking forward to what conversations come from this post. Thanks for all you coments! haha I can't believe I wrote that much about nothing! Oh and if you weren't a blog comment abuser already start, tons of fun! Check out there comments on my Maeby blog!

Maeby

So I have a friend, Maeby is her name, she is a black pug. I love her! But she just moved into a house without me. I can't see her anymore! Its so sad. I wanna see her! She is happy where she is, she is with friends. She has family there and doesn't need me. I still miss her though! Do you think she even remembers me? I don't, but I still miss her no matter what she remembers. Oh yea, this picture isn't even of her, its just random hot dogs. So Sad!

Kazoo

I just got a kazoo! I'm trying to learn how to play it. Its sorta harder than I thought it would be, but I will get it. My kazoo is blue and gold, castle colors! I am sick of it already. Its alot like the trumpet I used to play, I don't like trumpet, mostly because I cant read music. It is confusing and no fun. I wonder if someone would give me kazoo lessons, that would be weird. Its sorta and annoying instrument. I don't think anyone would be able to play it very long. I like Kazoos!!!

Scarecrow Butt

Yea, so I just wanted to put a awsome picture on here so you all can complain about how I am so gross and disgusting. This is that picture, found my mother not I. I really hope this doesnt bug anyone, I think its funny. I think he showes the Holloween Spirt.

I love the month of October, I have haunted houses, and free candy. People really get into this thing, dressing up and its really fun to look at what people decorate there house like. Well I wanted to write more but Lindsey and Marc are here so I must go.