Perfection isn't everything

Cause a face without freckles

is like a sky without stars

Why waste a second

Not loving who you are.

Those little imperfections

Make you beautiful, lovable, valuable

They show your personality inside your heart

Reflecting who you are.

True Beauty

This shows how beauty is made. I really liked this.

"If you truly expect to realize your dreams, abandon the need for blanket approval. If conforming to everyone else's expectations is the number one goal, you have sacrificed your uniqueness and, therefore, your excellence." - Don Ward

Missing

What is "missing"? What makes us miss things? I miss my mom, but not all the time. Same for Monie, my brother, my grandma. I even miss things like fields and my cat and my bed and how my house smells and the mess. I really miss the mess. It was more carefree than my life here will ever be. But what exactly am I feeling when I miss these things? What do I want? Cause I don't want to move home. Do I want those things to come to me? I don't really know. What about missing people? Sometimes people are missed even though you just saw them. I heard this quote once that said it's not about the time or the distance; it's about that one moment when you wish they were there. Is that it? Is it about wanting someone's presence? And what does that do for people? I mean if my roommate and I are home and neither of us are talking to each other, how is that different than being alone? Is it the idea that you could talk to someone if you wanted? What is it about being alone that scares so many people? I mean there's this one philosopher a long time ago, I can't remember which one because I'm learning about too many, but he says that to remain happy he had to be away from people. I think I'm very much the same way. Then why do I miss people? What is it about people that makes me go out of my way to make them happy, or to keep them in my life? Especially the ones that don't make me happy. The ones that I have fun times with, but in the long run I end up being hurt by them a lot. Why do I miss that? What about it do I miss?  Is it the familiarity? Is it the sense of belonging? I wish I understood what I am missing. Because I don't think it's people. It's something that people are doing for me. Something I can't pin point. But if I ever could pin point it could I ever make myself stop missing it? Could I find a replacement? I know many people that stop missing things. A few of my good friends stopped missing me. Why can't I stop missing them too? What am I missing? I hope I can find it soon. Because this is affecting me way more than it should be.

So Many Beautiful Reasons to be Happy

Landlord's knocking at my door, cussing me out

Got laid off my job the night before

I can't feel how I'm gonna fix tomorrow when yesterday's still a mess

Can you tell me whats the point when it all seems meaningless?



Wish that I could step away and breathe

This world's trying to swallow me

Clear away the clouds inside my head

Someone just tell me that it's ok now... what are you worrying about?



Got my dreams, got my life, got my love

Got my friends, got the sunshine above

Why am I making this hard on myself, 

When there are so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy?



People lie (People lie)

People hide (People hide)

People cry (People cry)

People fight... (People fight) and they don't know why

If fear is all that we should fear, then what are we so afraid of?

Cause fear is all in our heads... So why do we let it control us?



Fear makes me forget how sweet the simple things in life really are

Fear makes me believe that I'm alone

Someone just tell me that it's ok now... what are you worrying about?



Got my dreams, got my life, got my love

Got my friends, got the sunshine above

Why am I making this hard on myself, 

When there are so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy?



Any day now I will go mad thinking everyone is against me,

And the world wants to fight me

Preparing to batle an enemy unseen

Through my stressing,

I'm blinded to the lessons

That could be a blessing

Iif I be confessin

That the enemy I'm trying to beat is hiding inside of me

But it's ok now, what am I worrying about?



Got my dreams, got my life, got my love

Got my friends, got the sunshine above

Why am I making this hard on myself, 

When there are so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy?



Got my dreams, got my life, got my love

Got my friends, got the sunshine above

Why am I making this hard on myself, 

When there are so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy?

;)

I'm having one of those days. Do you know what I mean? Probably not... you probably think I mean one of THOSE days. Today is one of those days when your just happy to be happy. I don't have to be in love, get an A on a test, or get the lead in a play. I'm living. Everything is laid out in front of me. I can learn anything I want. I can go wherever I want. Nothing can hold me down. And I don't have to be anyone else to do it either. If I want to learn to cook, sew, dance, or act then I don't have to worry about who the rest of the world is comparing me to. They don't matter. What matters is that I am happy. Life can be as exciting as you make it. And I think I'm finally ready to begin mine. And I'm not going to depend on anything unreliable ever again. I'm going to sing like nobody's listening, love like I've never been hurt, dance like nobody's watching, and live like it's heaven on earth. When the skies are blue, the grass is green, the storms have passed, I can finally see that I'm going to thank my Father for the life he's given me. And when the storms come on, and the sky is gray, when the world is dull, now I can finally say, thank you Father for this wonderful day.

I am..

...idealistic, a peacemaker, diplomatic, refined, poised, gracious, kind, courteous, fair-minded, sociable, charming, artistically creative, affable, cooperative, extroverted, and usually somewhat indecisive.

I thought this was funny because it's how they described my sign. I actually do fit all of them in some way or another.

I ain't in Sedalia anymore

I heard this song and it sounded WAY too similar not to rewrite it a little. I did it really fast so it's kinda bad, but I want to post it anyway.

Where 65 meets 50,

There's a single stop light town,

And with railways always running,

It was not my favorite sound,

On any given Friday night,

We'd drive a hundred miles,

Between the Sonic and the Grocery Store,

Laughing all the while,

With as many friends as we could pack,

In my best friend's Ford,

But I ain't in Sedalia anymore.

 

My college in Utah,

Holds more people than our town,

And what I just paid for rent,

Would be a down payment on a house,

I'd rather be tipping cows in Warrensburg,

Than taking buses in Provo,

But I ain't in Sedalia anymore.

 

I'm in a world so wide,

It makes me feel small sometimes,

I miss the big blue skies,

the old Missouri kind.

 

In a world of friendly faces,

Where I am understood,

All the “Congratulations” flashing,

Could make a girl feel pretty good,

You can get anything you want here,

Except a Wal-Mart store,

But I ain't in Sedalia anymore.

 

I'm in a world so wide,

It makes me feel small sometimes,

I miss the big blue skies,

the old Missouri kind.

 

Where the Tigers beat the Jay Hawks,

Scott Joplin day and the state fair,

After prom, down at the bowling lanes,

Catching crappie fish in Clover Dell lake,

I ain't in Sedalia anymore.

 

I'm in a world so wide,

It makes me feel small sometimes,

I miss the big blue skies,

the old Missouri kind,

But I ain't in Sedalia,

No I ain't in Sedalia,

Oh, there's nothing like my Missouri.

 

Where 65 meets 50,

There's a single stoplight town.

I really should be studying.