happiness is.....

wearing vintage and not quite matching.

vintage

ahh the calming world of vintage. walking into the store alone and inhaling that wonderful smell of time makes me happy and content and excited. there a million colors to hit the eyes and just as many textures. each peice has had a life before and here i am to resurrect it. i can make it new and i can be old all at the same time. there's something about it that still gets me.



she gave me a free necklace. vintage and free stuff...life is good.

pissed off!

for real DR leave me alone!!!!

that' crazy boy left me a comment on my xanga site busting on the fact that i know nothing about depression and that my "privileged life is becoming sickining". the bastard. i'm am seriously pissed off at him. i would totally have no problems just being friends with him and sending e-mails now and then. but he for real can't ever say anything nice to me. in his e-mail he said he goes to bars and drinking all the time. not that i have a problem with any of that, because believe me i don't. but if that's all his life has become i'm sorry i don't think he should be talking.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! where is the sanity?? leave me alone!

life

i wonder why i act so differently when i'm at work? i'm so quiet there. i definatly get in work mode and uniforms stifle me. that's my excuse.


reading through Romans again reminds me of how increadibly supreme God is. how it can be thought that there is anything capable in us to choose him is beyond comprehension. just reading through chapters 8 and 9 will clearly demonstrate how God calls us and chooses us. it's comforting to think about when i know how badly i make decesions at times. i'd much rather he be in control of the salvation for each individual than me trying to find my own.

summer night

summer of cicadas.