so. I have had a cold for about a week now. Mrr. no fun, but makes me appreciate being well and right now I feel like that day will never come again. But that's the cynic in me. So, things are seemingly more unreal than before. At night it is pretty bad still. right now even. But you've heard all this before. Work is good. Wasn't planning on working today, but that's alright. My teacher rescheduled my redo test thing and I called to say that I wouldn't be at Supper's 8 which is something the church here does. Although, my Supper's 8 is actually a Supper's 9. There's nine of us, not including one lady's baby. =) anywho. I don't know. I think and worry too much. Pray for that. my worrying. The guy I work with (Tobias) keeps telling me to relax. He sure keeps me on my toes and keeps me quite diverted as well. So it's a fun work environment. My "boss" Scot is pretty fun too. Always keeping me in line and is like a surrogate dad. He is trying to make sure that I take care of myself, but I'm not doing too too good. We had a group of 250 high school kids plus staff here this last weekend...can you say "no sleep". My cold keeps me at the edge of real sleep. I don't know what that is anymore. Sleep. Makes me think back to my high school days when I didn't know what sleep was than, either. But it was great and I wouldn't trade those days for anything. I wouldn't trade these ones either.
My hands are getting dry again which is pooey. They only get gross in the winter, but last winter in Saskatchewan (of all places) my hands were great, no dry skin at all. I have selective extremely dry skin...whatever that's called, I don't even want to attempt to spell it. Mrr!
I miss you all. I need more hugs. I initiate almost all of them. I want someone to run up to me and just give me the longest, biggest hug ever. I need one of those. yeah. Hmm....makes me happy just thinking about it.
Tomorrow I have class and don't want to go. Not complaining, I love school, but right now I am so tired I feel like crying. I'm so confused, my brain hurts and I just want to feel like things are real again. I don't even remember what that's like. Only two more weeks. that sounds terrible, but it's true. I have alot to do in two weeks.
God is being so good to me though. He hasn't struck me down dead yet, so it's always a good day. I am so sinful and He still loves me. He still loves me. Thank you God! I would definitely be dead without Him. That's awesome and great and wonderful. I am so blessed. I really am. The people here rock and I keep getting presents and fun stuff and they don't mind that I hug them every time I see them. So it's all good. Love you guys.
P.s. I put up some new poetry in case y'all want to check it out. hopefully I'll get my old poetry up sometime. I wrote it in high school and descending so...I like it. It's fun.
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