This Is Good...

You know what I love? Sitting with one of your besties in front of the telly, eating some food, snuggled up in blankets, being so comfortable that only three words need to be mentioned.... This is good.

Patience. One of the many fruits of the spirit. One of which I thought I had under control, but apparently not. I am impatient, I am tired, I am frustrated, because I, I am the one waiting on you. You know what the first fruit is? Love. Patience is forth, which leaves me wondering. Why am I patiently waiting for love? I think for once, love can wait for me.

Getting to know you, getting to know EVERYTHING about you... Well folks this has been an interesting week, my eyes have been opened to see who some people really are and that my view of them needs to change drastically. I'm starting to understand their little quirks and mannerisms and it's made life that much easier. YEY FOR THAT! Also on a This is good note, I was shopping yesterday at my place of work, nonchalantly walking down the aisles when I saw a superbly amazing acquaintance of mine, she ran over saying how she was praying that she would see me here so she could give me my birthday present. Now I have hung out with this girl maybe three or four times, always in a group, and I barely even know her, I can't even pronounce her last name, and she went out of her way to make me not one, but two, homemade gifts. I was astonished, she made me a super choice notebook out of an old Air Supply album cover (GOLDEN!) and also some home made lip gloss, so rad. The best part was

What are you so afraid of? Could it be, three simple words, or the fear of being overheard? What's wrong? Let her in on your secret heart. This very secret you're trying to conceal, is the very same one you're dying to reveal... Dang nabbit I did it again, I got my heart thump-thumpin thinking maybe, just maybe, we could work this out, that you and I would end up together, but, alas, I think I'm just blowing this out of proportion YET AGAIN! My mother always told me that having such an avid imagination was a good thing, but it's not, I live in a fantasy world filled with stories I've created and when reality sets in it's nothing like I imagined. Not to say that it isn't equally swell sometimes, but, I do have great expectations. And just when I think I'm all alone in this dry and weary land you appear, bringing with you all the answers and all the perfect words to sort me out, and that my friends is good. Thanks again for never giving up on me. M

Biffy Clyro-- Man of Horror You say "I love you boy" But I know you lie. I trust you all the same And I don't know why. 'Cause when my back is turned, My bruises shine. Our broken fairytale, So hard to hide. I still believe, It's you and me till the end of time. When we collide we come together, If we don't, we'll always be apart. I'll take a bruise i know you're worth it. When you hit me, hit me hard. Sitting in a wishing hole, Hoping it stays dry. Feet cast in solid stone, I got Gilligan's eyes. I still believe, It's you and me till the end of time. When we collide we come together, If we don't, we'll always be apart. I'll take a bruise i know you're worth it. When you hit me, hit me hard. 'Cause you said hello, It's where the going get's hard, Our future is far, Many of horror Our future's far, Many of horror Our future is far, Many of horror I still believe, It's you and me t

I don't know when, I don't know how, but one day, maybe even soon, we'll come across eachother and ask "Where have you been all my life?" Cause it's just like you said " People who are meant to be together, always find eachother in the end." And in that moment we'll know This is Good.

Isn't it funny how when you are walking down the street you will so easily stray off course to reach that crunchy leaf, to kick that rock further on down the road, or you'll even take those extra few steps just to go jump in a certain puddle, isn't that funny? Don't you find it funny that something so minuscule and unnecessary can make you change your entire path, the way that you intended to go is no longer a focus but all of your attention is put forth toward this one insignificant thing. Funny right? I find it kind of funny that things you once held so dear, that were the forefront in your mind, that had complete control over all of your decisions can be thrown to the wayside so quickly by one little thing, it's so stinking funny. Are you laughing yet? Cause I think I missed the punchline. Much love and not-quite funny jokes-- Amy