Alone, solitary, unaccompanied, lonesome, single, solus

  By that title, you're probably thinking this is just another teenage sob story about how alone and bored one feels...However, knowing me, what I say that's not what I mean, that it is not my point at all. The unexpected, unpredictable mind of mine has just used the thesaurus to drag you in, grab your attention with hopes that someone will read this. 

Now that you are reading this, whoever the hell you are, I must confess something: I am lonely (sometimes.) What do I do to solve this conundrum? Well, I sure don't wallow in sadness anymore, I call or text someone. Or better yet, I go to someone's house. But today, when I was feeling lonely, down, and out of it, Miss Stephanie Grayson calls me and makes my entire day ten thousand gazillion times better. :) Anywho, so yes, one can get out of the lonely pickle jar just by communication. 

On another note, I've been recording some covers of songs. I'd post them if I felt they were post-ready so hopefully one day they will be. Countdown for my CAM loves: 2 days! I hope they're packing. Cause packing es necesario. 

This has been my bum day, hence the lonely feelings. I've basically watched so much TV and acted like a "normal" teenager that I've gotten bored of normalness and will return to my unpredictable insanity lifestyle.  

Moral of this post: Get out, let go, be free and grounded. Know that you are never alone and I'm only a phone call away (if you want to make my day better too :p)

I'm picking up what You're putting down

I walked into CYFM on Sunday, not afraid or intimidated but angry. Angry at the fact that I was leaving my friend's graduation party early, angry that I was not going on CAM, angry that I had to spend a week with some people but not others.BUT I was completely and totally wrong. 

  The week started with tons of hugs and love and joy at seeing people I knew already and meeting others who I hadn't, I still wasn't into the whole retreat, even though I usually feel the love when pulling into the CYFM parking lot. I don't exactly when I started feeling better about myself, others, and God. There wasn't one particular moment, but all of it. It ALL helped me to grow; throughout the week around those who did not have much time left helped me to love and appreciate every moment that I have. Life isn't about avoiding pain but learning how to deal with it. You have to get through all the bad times to know and appreciate the wonderful times in your life. COP was probably the best growing experience of my entire life and I will most definitely be writing more on it. I have learned acceptance of myself and others, genuine love, that peace speaks louder than force, and that I am a strong and beautiful individual. 

Love and peace. Love and peace. LOVE AND PEACE AND HAPPINESS. Just aim for that and you will be successful in life. I am so grateful that I had the chance to be near God and the amazing people I was with. I feel blessed and loved. Amen. :)

You can't stop the waves, but you can learn to surf them and enjoy the ride.