Fifteen Minutes Old

Today is a contemplative blog. A blog on all the big questions on life, and all the little ones too. Okay, well not really.... I'm procrastinating on homework that HAS to be done, but I'm also listening to a song that makes me wanna write in my blog about issues.

Why do parents have to fight? Not that mine are, I just feel like so many of our parents are unhappy in their life, and it scares me. I don't wanna be unhappy. I don't want to be trapped in this place that I can't get out of. Do you know how many people have told me that their parents are seperating, moving apart from each other, getting divorced, etc? It's heartbreaking! And how am I supposed to respond to that. I'm sorry? That's not going to make it better. I wish I could make it better. I wish I was like Jesus and could take away everybodys pain so no one had to hurt anymore. Lofty ambition, yes, but I'll never be able to accomplish it. I think that's why a part of me wanted to send money to James. Was it dumb? Probably. But my heart was in the right place. I just want to help out where I can. If I get a lot of money, why should I keep it all to myself? It's in abundance right now and I just want to be there for people. I don't think that's a bad thing. So to James or whoever reads this, sorry... I obviously crossed a line and it wasn't my intention.

Another question to ask it why are the best people not noticed for their best things? I feel like my friends are all fantastic, but something is holding them back, or bringing them down. Are we all too scared to live life and do what God intended us to do? Like Adam... finally taking some leaps and bounds towards something that he SHOULD be doing because he is GREAT at it. Or Kara... oh Kara (hi kara!) you are BEAUTIFUL and TALENTED in so many things... don't let anybody tell you differently. You have an amazing voice, and a unique talent for writing music and meaningful lyrics. So don't ever think poorly on yourself. It's just bad ju-ju.. or whatever they call it in Grey's Anatomy. And Ali... oh Ali. I heart you more than anything, and I think kyou attack yourself the most. Why? Who knows... years of your parents filling your head with the fact that your not good enough or your not going down the right path for you to make millions in your futur career? Who knows. Drives me crazy. You are so smart. Just cuz school kicks your ass somtimes doesnt' mean you can't do things. Albert Einstein sucked at school. Look where it got him. I just think your in the wrong atmosphere and that you need to bail immediately. It'd be better. do it. I mean I'm completely a victim in this too.... I am the victim and the victimizer.... so I'm apart of this lecture too. It doesn't make things better when our friends tell us things we already secretly know, but it helps. I'm in a helping mood today. So there that is. Live the life God gave you. He put things in you specifically for a purpose that he wants you to fufill... don't just blow it off and act like it isn't there. Grab life by the reigns! lol.
And Psst... .Jen.... be a teacher. I dare you. =)

I danced in Adam Natrop's bedroom the other day. Slow danced with him to be exact. It was great. Who knew that we had that type of friendship where we could just dance because we felt like it. But I also encourage everyone to listen to Michael Buble's song, "You Don't Know Me".... oh it makes me melt. =) Warm fuzzies everywhere...

Alright... time well wasted. I'm out. Enjoy your life today guys.

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