i've got it.

this side of heaven.
do we realize the only differece between here and heaven is sin?
is that the evil one dwells in this place?
believe it.

and give imput.

subway x2.

so, i got it yesterday with my boyfriend.
and i get to today with my best friend.

i'm just such a lucky girl.

i'm getting a little overwhelmed.
you see, with 3 blogs...even a blog-obsesser like myself can't think of too incredibly much to day.

on facebook i write about psalms.
on xanga i write about my heart. to myself usually.
and on here...
aye.
silliness.

this is probably the most boring thing in the world to read.
i'll have to think up something interesting to talk about for you.

i can't believe it.

i've been looking into art schools.
all day.

SCAD looks the best for painting. And my personality.
I actually found myself on the ksu website though.
-shock-
Seriously, I thought never.
Every time. This is how it happens, every time.
-I- plan something.
-I- say something IS or ISN'T going to happen, and God decides to prove me wrong.
Chreerleading.
Love.
School?
We'll see.

I've been looking at hair schools as well...
but nothing has made my heart jump.
Plus, I want to keep working if at all possible, and I -can't- do that when in hair school.

Aye.
I didn't think I'd be back here.
I can decide to move on in life.
I can be a banker.
I can paint at night, and try to make some money off of it.
I could spend all the money I have, and all the money I don't have.
I could be a grand artist.
I could make millions.
I could do hair.
I could have my own salon.
I could have my own salon/gallery.

I can't.
I can't.
I can't.

*sigh*
distress.

He can.

two lefts dont make a right.

right??

robin in the hood ya'll.

yeah thats me.

flying through the gghheettoo.

seeing double?? i do in my left eye.

mocha choke-a latte ya ya.

tessa's birthday is in a few hours.

woo.

i smell someone eating chinese in the break room.

well, i don't smell them.
i smell their food.

i have not yet decided.

what is it that i am to use this blog for?  i use xanga.  daily.  i use facebook notes.  i write in a journal or two.  this one will have to be for silliness, perhaps, because there is not enough of -that- in my life.

oh, i'm trying to understand this blog.