Well, It's Complicated

This is pretty much about my life in general. The title sums it up pretty well...

[imafangurlitscomplicated]

“I just want him to love me back. He says I meant something. If so, then how could he leave so easily? It was so easy for him. Well guess what. It’s not easy for me. I can’t look at my couch without thinking of him. I can’t see good the same way, or sports, or anything else. Any vacation I have is a vacation he should have come on. How could he leave like that. How could he leave me.”

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I was talking to my cousins about my role in our school’s performance of “Cinderella” a few weeks ago. When they found out I’m the Stepmother, one of them said “I think you should be Cinderella”.

I love my cousins so much. Surround yourself with people who see you as Cinderella, not the Stepmother.

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Story Time

So, recently, I got rid of one of my allergies: garlic. My reactions were deadly, so this was a huge deal.

After we found out, one of my best friends asked if it was safe to throw a garlic clove at me. He says stuff like this all the time, and of course I said yes (this will be important later).

Fast forward to today. I’m talking before my next class, when out of the blue, I feel this sharp pain in my back. I turn around, and there is he is, frozen as if he’s just thrown something. I asked what that was for, and in reply he said ,“Look under your desk”. I do, and lo and behold, there is a literal clove of garlic on the floor. On it, in red sharpie, were the words, “You thought I was joking”.

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Ok, story time. I found this little gecko in my room a couple days ago. We tried to catch him, but he escaped and hid. I saw him again the next day, and decided to name him Gerald. The day after, he decided to migrate to the living room, which is where this picture is taken. I haven't seen him since, but I though you might like to hear about the wild gecko I named Gerald.

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Today, one of my friends was talking to me about how he doesn’t want to fall in love. How he doesn’t want to hit the ground.

In a moment of poetry, I told him this:

“One day, you’ll meet someone who will help you sprout wings. And they’ll sprout wings because of you. And together, you will soar in love”.

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Mom: “No, if you’re gonna fake cry, you better do it right. Rock. That’s right, rock.”

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My work was interesting yesterday (I work at my church’s daycare):

1. A dad said “yes ma’am” to me before realizing I’m in high school

2. I held a little child so much that my arm is still sore today

3. I had “Wake Me Up When September Ends” by Green Day stuck in my head while caring for toddlers

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Olympics come on:

Athletes: *burning calories like bosses*

Almost the entire rest of the world: *sitting on couch eating* GO!! GO!! MOVE IT!!

[thoughshebe-butlittle]

dear future married me,

{a reminder} never take your wonderful husband for granted. remember your many prayers asking God to provide you with a godly husband. remember how you had to learn to really trust that He is good even when He withholds something you desire. remember the crappy boys that walked into your life & hurt you. remember.

remember so that you are filled in abundance with gratefulness for a man who first and foremost, will point you to Jesus Christ. on the days when he is irritated or tired or hurt, remember. remember and love him well, the way you’re praying to be loved right now.

love, currently learning patience me

[imafangurlitscomplicated]

So, so true...

[god-cares]

Dear future husband,

I’m looking forward to the first day I’m going to wake up beside you and be able to call you my husband.

I’m looking forward to all the little adventures we’re going to experience - even when this adventures will only be our daily life because every moment with you is extraordinary.

I’m looking forward to the mornings I can kiss you awake and bring you breakfast to the bed.

I’m also looking forward to the mornings I’m allowed to give you hope and strength for your working day.

I’m looking forward to kiss you good bye when you’re leaving the house and welcome you back with dinner at the end of the day.

I’m looking forward to the moments when you’re telling me how great your day was. When you’re talking passionately about how much you love your work and I’m going to join your joy.

But somehow I’m also looking forward to the day when you’re telling me how difficult and exhausting your day was. Because then I’m going to try giving you some comfort and love in a hug. And I’m going to massage you until you feel refreshed again.

I’m looking forward to the all the days we’re going to have dinner together and thank our Lord for blessing us with all those good things in our life.

I’m looking forward to spending evenings cuddling with you under a million of blankets and to kiss every fiber of you.

I’m looking forward to the nights I’m allowed to kiss you good night and telling you how much I love you while I’m praying to God to bless you.

I’m looking forward to the first day our newborn won’t let us sleep and we’re quarreling about who is getting up.

I’m looking forward to nurture our kids with a love that is based on Christ.

I’m looking forward to sitting around our Christmas tree and playing on the guitar while you and our kids are singing along.

I’m looking forward to hide some Easter eggs for our kids and also surprising you.

I’m looking forward to wondering with you how our kids could grow up that fast.

I’m looking forward to the days we’re going to look at each other - married for 5, 10, 20, 30, 40 years or longer - and thinking we’re loving each other even more as on the day we exchanged vows.

I’m looking forward to all the days we’re going to spend together until God decides our time is over.

I’m looking forward to our life knowing that it’s going to be one big celebration and you’re the greatest gift.

Darling, I love you now and forever. Yours future wife

[imafangurlitscomplicated]

Just...all of this...

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*gets drivers permit*

later that day...

mom: *starts pulling over*

me: What are you doing?

mom: You’re gonna drive.

me: What?

sister: What?

bird: What?

random stranger: What?

everyone:...what?