Well like I said I wouldn't post unless I read… So here I am and I started reading Luke. Funny, I kinda consider you, whoever that may include, my accountability partner as this will 'log' whether I read or not… interesting to think about. Well I said I was not going to ramble and rant, even scathe, about women, relationships and the lot; but life sometimes just smacks you in the face. But I'll get to that. First let's out line my day. Well I get to sleep in, YAYA!!, so I go to lunch for my first meal. It is a beautiful day out and if the ground wasn't so soggy I would have gone for a hike. Well I tried to do some homework today, read some books, but I couldn't do it; it was jst too nice out. I spent a lot of the day playing 21 with some friends on the outside court, soaking up some sun.

    An interesting part of my day involves a foosball table. How the heck can my day involve such a thing as this? Well it's not because the school has one, cause we don't, and it's not because it's getting or gotten one either. It goes like this; my next door neighbor comes into to my room and asks if I want a foosball table. I jump at the idea and ask how. Well turns out someone in the city I live in is giving one away on craigs list for free. The only catch is they need it gone soon. Well Ned was at work so no go for the soccer mom van. I spend the next several hours asking people and hunting people down seeing if I could get them to lend me or drive me to pick up this foosball table. The picking was slim due to vehicular requirements, but I finally did find someone. Well I had emailed the guy earlier asking for info and an address and I was waiting on this email. Well after all my running around and everything I'm STILL waiting on this email. Shows the irony in life and just that sense that certain parts if my life should be a movie….

Speaking of movie… nah, Youth first. I went to youth for the first time in a long time. I'll be going the next youth night to. It was really good to get out to it again. Not many where there but that's life. Regardless, God still worked in the moment. I got that feeling of being sooo small when I was praying again. Such an odd feeling. I wondered if it was because I was speaking what I was supposed to, or because I was trying to speak of my own and being so dry that there is nothing left to give out. Well either way I hope filling will occur sometime. Oh and my cell went off right as I was starting to pray to… Who says God doesn't have a sense of humor :P.

The phone call as it turns out was from Ned he. He wanted to see if I want to a watch a movie and b go get some snackies. Well I wasn't there but he went anyway. He got some stuff and yet another movie. Our chick flick's are now up to two. He buys Definitely Maybe. This affects me two ways. One, the title reminds me of an FM Static song that could ably to my life in a way. The second was only revealed after I watched it. I had seen it before, but never like this, I suppose. This movie well slapped me in the face in more than one way. I'll leave it here as if you want you can rent the movie and watch it. Just now that it left me without a piece of me, or with fear. Fear of… well if you watch it you can guess. If you ask I'll be honest :P not that anyone reads this anyway :P haha

 

A Fearstruck Struggling Stranger