Berries Yoghurt.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Look at me now.

It's summer. Though there are no bags under my eyes to give me away, my nights have been almost sleepless. My days are full of thoughts, of daydreams. I keep saying the same words over and over. I keep crying for the same reasons. I'm in a faded pair of jogging pants I've had since I sophomore year; I'm in a shirt that's been with me longer than the Pentel Pen marking on the lining that says "Kit Frias Patrol Rose", whihc meant that I brought my favorite gray and blue shirt to the 5th grade camp way back. My hair is in unmanageable tangles, and a Berries Yoghurt Flavored Chupa Chups is sitting on my tongue, stick rolling around my lips.

I'm kind of stuck in thought.

I've been, for the past few days. Thinking, meditating, analyzing, figuring it out. With a Bible in my hand, with my head bowed down. With a million wandering blog posts, with a million bothering questions. With my eyes to the sky, with hands gripping at each other. With tears, with faith. It's troubled times for me.

The dreams we envisioned. The life we knew we'd live. Now it's all here. Terrifying, how we're supposed to make the best out of our decisions, how we're supposed to make the best of ourselves.

BUT:
-Psalm 90, The Prayer of Moses
-Phil 4:6-7
-Ecc 12:8-1, Ps 89:47

And so many others.

He is with me always.
He is with me always.
He is with me always.
He is with me always.
He is with me always.
He is with me always.
He is with me always.
He is with me always.
He is with me always.
He is with me always.

Kheeit.
Hiii. Thanks for coming.
I'm Kit. I'm the girl kind of Kit.
I love blue and noodles and stars and barefootedness.
I'm a Bible Baptist. I wear skirts ALL the time and have lots of heels and love J-e-s-u-s.
I'm SEVENTEEN. I can't believe I'm so old.
I'm a Biology major and it is ridiculously awesome.

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