keep losing my beat.

Each morning I get up I die a little;
Can barely stand on my feet.
Take a look in the mirror and cry,
"Lord, what are you doing to me?"
I have spent all my years in believing you,
But I just can't get no relief.





I'm tired as anything!
I made swim. :)
But then again, so did everyone else. xD
So it would've just been sad, had I not.
But I owe a lot to my beloved friends.
Marc, who encouraged and made me feel a lot better and more confident for tryouts :)
He probably helped the most when it came to talking about it.
And all my other friends who asked how tryouts were, if I made it, and the such.
Such as Jonah :D
And Jansen & Samantha, who were late to VSA because they brought me two peanut butter and banana sandwiches and an arizona green tea on a tray that said "Good Luck @ Tryouts!"
It's usually my close friends that are the reason I feel that humans have better hearts and intentions than they are given credit for.
Kindness, to me, seems like the greatest quality you can find in another.
And when it comes down to it, I think I've found the right group of people.
I love you. :D
When all else fails, you give me something to believe in<3


CLT: One of my biggest fears is that my lifespan won't give me time to read all the books that I wish too. I realized this when I read "Sleeping Freshmen Never Lie." It's weird for me to admit, since everyone just considers that nerdy. Whenever I go to bookstores, I see thousands of appetizing books and write their names down, and I have a whole list of the ones that look interesting. Each visit I find more and more, and I always think to myself How will I ever achieve this goal if the authors just keep throwing such beautiful books right back at me?