*not curly*
There is some sort of government conspiracy taking place within my tresses. About a month ago, I discovered that my hair has some natural curl to it. You'd think that after living in this body for more than 22 years now that I'd be hard pressed to find something new about it that I hadn't realized. I've discovered, now that my hair is getting longer, that if I will be patient and let it air dry...(with some help from a little gel)...that things can get quite curly up top. I don't know why that is relevant or why you would want to read about that, but there it is. I challenge you to discover something new about yourself and report back to me!
*catholic church*
My mom will be here on Friday, and she sent me a letter that I got yesterday...she has asked me to go to Mass with her on Saturday night. It's sort of her way of making me repay her for taking her to a Baptist church on Sunday morning. I was really ticked off and offended at first...I got a little riled up and just wanted to tell her to go by herself and forget it; if my church wasn't good enough for her, she could go alone. Instead, I put my big girl hat on and called her in front of my roommates so that I wouldn't say anything hurtful. I calmly relayed her the Mass times and asked if we could attend somewhere other than the Newman Center (that place looks like Big Al's Warehouse'o'Catholics, and the priest sounds like a used car salesman...he says "JEE-zuz" and I can't concentrate). She said that she'd be glad to go to another Catholic church, so I decided to go with her. If I'm going to love, I'd better get used to peaceful comprimise.
*too tired to party*
It's Friday night and just past 10 p.m. I worked 11 hours today and have decided to go to bed early. There's no place I'd rather be than asleep right now. I really look forward to going to bed the way I imagine a 90-year-old would...I literally get excited about the prospect of sleep.
*CHRISTMAS FORMAL*
A guy I don't know who claims to know me from Campus Crusade for Christ from 2 years ago (he called me 'the little red headed girl') called me out of the blue last night and asked me to go to the Crusade Christmas Formal with him last night. His girlfriend lives out of state and can't go, and he's a senior, so he can't miss it. I was so impressed that he located my phone number and had the guts to call that I said yes. I'm sure it will be a great time, as most of the random moments of my life are. There's just something about throwing caution to the wind that I love...
There is some sort of government conspiracy taking place within my tresses. About a month ago, I discovered that my hair has some natural curl to it. You'd think that after living in this body for more than 22 years now that I'd be hard pressed to find something new about it that I hadn't realized. I've discovered, now that my hair is getting longer, that if I will be patient and let it air dry...(with some help from a little gel)...that things can get quite curly up top. I don't know why that is relevant or why you would want to read about that, but there it is. I challenge you to discover something new about yourself and report back to me!
*catholic church*
My mom will be here on Friday, and she sent me a letter that I got yesterday...she has asked me to go to Mass with her on Saturday night. It's sort of her way of making me repay her for taking her to a Baptist church on Sunday morning. I was really ticked off and offended at first...I got a little riled up and just wanted to tell her to go by herself and forget it; if my church wasn't good enough for her, she could go alone. Instead, I put my big girl hat on and called her in front of my roommates so that I wouldn't say anything hurtful. I calmly relayed her the Mass times and asked if we could attend somewhere other than the Newman Center (that place looks like Big Al's Warehouse'o'Catholics, and the priest sounds like a used car salesman...he says "JEE-zuz" and I can't concentrate). She said that she'd be glad to go to another Catholic church, so I decided to go with her. If I'm going to love, I'd better get used to peaceful comprimise.
*too tired to party*
It's Friday night and just past 10 p.m. I worked 11 hours today and have decided to go to bed early. There's no place I'd rather be than asleep right now. I really look forward to going to bed the way I imagine a 90-year-old would...I literally get excited about the prospect of sleep.
*CHRISTMAS FORMAL*
A guy I don't know who claims to know me from Campus Crusade for Christ from 2 years ago (he called me 'the little red headed girl') called me out of the blue last night and asked me to go to the Crusade Christmas Formal with him last night. His girlfriend lives out of state and can't go, and he's a senior, so he can't miss it. I was so impressed that he located my phone number and had the guts to call that I said yes. I'm sure it will be a great time, as most of the random moments of my life are. There's just something about throwing caution to the wind that I love...
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