i love my blog. Honestly. I'm *definitely* by no means tryin' to look like i'm totally obsessed with myself. So not. I just feel, that this outlet is indeed an awesome place for me to express myself, and not bottle up everything till i explode. Newaes, do i care if anyone reads this, and am i concerned of how y'all take what i write? No. Living my life o'er the past quarter of a century, I am so way past bothering and being concerned with how others view me. Ok not way past, but working at it at least. Sucks, that amidst how harsh life can get sometimes, one still double loads oneself with concerns o'er the stupidest unbecoming matter of, Ooh how do others view me? Like, get a life.
The past 2 days, have been vexed for me. O'er papa's matters, which i shall not elaborate, and also o'er my bidding stuff. I absolutely CANNOT believe the absurdity of the bidding system. And how costly psych modules, and now thai too, can get. The fact of the matter is that, eventually, to graduate, i'll HAFTA take those psych modules afterall. So why make it so costly? Stooo-pid.
Ok i'm so not behaving like an woman of power for the hour, as i probably should. But, ah well that's why i need Jesus rite? I noe i ain't got it altogether, and likely would neva ever. He came, not only to redeem the world from sin etc etc; He came, too to save people like me from our seasonal occasional rantings o'er life's apparent morbidity. And, yes the victory is nigh. I know it is come. yet, because of this "I d-o-n-t s-e-e i-t N-O-W" mentality, a million voices yak, and yak, and yak in my head. The fundamentals of WHY, HOW, WHAT etc etc. Wateva. Go on and yak for all i care. The truth will still stand. I AM still VICTORIOUS.
Feel like just getting a pair of super high and pointy stilettos now. *shakes head*You wouldn't think i'm gonna wear 'em rite? Wear 'em and risk terribly injuring myself internally and externally, malu'ating myself front of the people that matter to me in a most indecent poise of walking, on top of 32945835943 other cons of it? NAH. Not prepared to do that in the nxt few yrs at least.
So then, what are they for now? Simple. To trample the antichrist underfoot with all my might! In my former days of taking physics, i did manage to get a concept that a smaller pressure point/area causes greater pressure. And so, the pointier the heel, the better.
See told ya i'd feel better after i let out here. And then in time to come, after i've seen the faithfulness of God in this matter, i'm just gonna review this entry and take a laugh at my own smallness. God is good, whether or not i feel it now.