I should be studying for Typography test...

But the people I love don't love each other.

Or try to understand each other.

And I'm tired of explaining people to people.

Especially when they turn into vicious monsters of stubborn closed-mindedness every time.

So I'm resigned to letting themselves figure each other out.

But that makes me sad.

Cuz it effects a lot of people.

In a negative way.

School is complicated.

It's too cold to not be snowing outside.

And my 5-wearable-shirt lineup is getting old.

The car is busted.

And it's my fault.

And it's a lot of money.

And that busted my dream of Lasik surgery over the Summer.

I am sick of glasses.

But not as much as I can't touch my eye.

By the way my glasses busted too.

The cookie jar's busted.

And that one's not quite my fault, but no one saw, so it is anyway.

And I wear the cone of shame.

And am considering installing a kitchen in my room so I never have to come out or see a human for the next 3 months.

I haven't had a real Sunday night date in a month with no end in sight.

And my guy works our first Valentines Day.

And the day before that.

And the day before that.

And the day after that.

And the day after that.

And....probably the day after that.

All that to say, there won't prolly be no substitute Valentines Day for this chick.

Which stinks cuz she loved Valentines Day WAY before she had a man.

I wanna eat chocolate.

But I don't do that cuz I really don't want to.

But I still wanna.

And that makes me sad too.

And Satan is pulling the whole God-provides-what-you-need (aka food and air)-and-don't-care-bout-what-you-want trick.

Again.

And now it's late.

And that upsets me.

Guess I should go study.

That's upsetting.

I can.

I can't wait four years.

All there is to that.

But you know what?

The Holy Spirit says that it can wait 40 years if necessary.

And you know what else?

The Holy Spirit lives in me.

The end.

Now shut up you people.

I can.

"I have a bad feeling in my core about this."

This quote from my brothers' extrememly corny BIONICLE movie is currently true in my life. Even worse, its toward another human being.

It's not anybody who will likely be reading this, so don't go thinking whether it is you or not. But it's a very interesting bad feeling I've got going on.

It's not really resent.

It's not really jealousy.

It's not really pride.

It's not really annoyance.

It's not really anger.

I don't know what it is, I just know that it is an I'll feeling that does not belong in the heart of a child of Christ. I'm praying about it, and trying to think of some ways to change my thinking about this person. Any ideas?