May 2009
4 posts
I need a map
hello there.
I’m back :)
this weekend was pretty rough. I don’t know how else to put it. so many things reminded me of how my life has gotten off course lately.
I used to be pretty involved in my church. and not only was I involved..I was engulfed in the love of Christ and I had such a passionate relationship with God. I was so happy with life and I was pleased with who I was.
...
failure
so.
I’ve been crazypsycho busy and haven’t written or anything.
sorry :(
perhaps Saturday I can catch up :)
I’m a failure. I know.
“Life is a series of collisions with the future; it’s not the sum of what...”
– Jose Ortega
April 2009
9 posts
im famous. in my mind :) →
click it. It makes me happy that when I google my name..things come up.
Hello chap!
Me: (in a British accent) hello! Welcome to jimmy johns!
Customer: oh dear. Your accent is so beautiful. Where are you from?
Me: (stupidly thinking Paris is in england) Paris.
Customer: you're a disgrace. I was born in England. (then walksvout of the store)
so.
everyday after school I take a friend named Sam home. and it’s kind if wierd sometimes. I mean, were really good friends and all..but he’s really intimidating when he is in his usual broody mood..it feels like I can’t be myself around him.
anyways..in the beginning of the car ride we talk about each others day and how it went and what were doing later..blah blah..but then...
the verdict
so.
i guess i went kinda tumblr crazy. text, video, convo, and a quote.
but i think i like it..
maybe i’ll stay for a while
:)
“At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running...”
– Peyton Sawyer - One Tree Hill
sunny day :)
me: its so beautiful outside today
aisha: i know
me: i just wish i could take some pill that would make me grow some wings so i could float ontop of the trees
aisha: molli, thats called ecstasy
hello to the world..if anyone is out there
so.
im kind of new to the blogging mojo. i guess im just behind on the times. the reason im even writing my thoughts and ideas on the internet where some creeper could possibly find and rape me..is because i think i need to. it just seems to me like i need to put my thoughts somewhere. i always have something on my mind. i dont know. maybe im kind of crazy.