Who Am I?

Well I'm just another bored teenager of course. Well I don't like to think of myself as average. I am simply me. I am who God created me to be and I'm ok with that. I'm not perfect. I'm not the prettiest or the smartest girl you'll ever meet, but I'm comfortable in my own skin. I have a purpose in life and I'm going to figure that out and fulfill it someday. I'm different and I don't mind. Some people think I'm weird or strange or crazy, but I don't mind. Love me or hate me, it's your choice and not really something I can change. I know I'm not going to be everyone's favorite person but that's ok, I don't have to be. As long as I can be myself and live life how I should, I'll be happy. I'll deny that sometimes and think I'm miserable, but deep down I'll be happy. I'm not the cookie cutter little miss perfect either. I have my flaws, I've had my tough times that have gone to the extreme. I've gone down dark roads and I'm lucky (not to mention thankful!) to be writing this. Don't try to label me, it's impossible.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Hope and Freedom

I'm sitting here in my Sci-Vis class making and animating an electric can opener in 3D. I finished quickly and turn on my laptop (aka use iTunes) and the song "Set Me Free" by Casting Crowns started playing. This song is just what I needed to hear. Lately, it's been a depressing month. One, it's almost Valentine's Day, that's enough to make anyone depressed. Two, life generally sucks.

Point is, even though during all the stress (I've cried my stress tears for the year already...and it's not even musical season yet...) I still have hope. Hope that things will get better, that things will work out, that I can make it through this. Of course I'm going to need Jesus and his angels to get me through the next couple months even more than usual. My schedule pretty much exploded to the point I've been staying on campus... a lot...

No matter how broken down one can feel, there's always that bit of hope, somewhere. I once heard a saying that went "It's the minority that screams so loud that everyone thinks there's so much more than there really are." I find this to be quite true, even in politics haha.

Today in tech theatre, I pulled out a stapler from my purse. Duckie was wowed and said "Do you also carry the cure for cancer in there?" My response: "Maybe, I carry DO hope in there." I pulled out my sticky note pad with my prewritten notes of love and hope on them. I haven't actually gotten around to putting many up today because of my busy meeting schedule, but I'll do it soon enough.

That brings me to last night, a great friend of mine finally helped me get the guts to work on my other blogish site thingy... I have been a huge supporter of Operation Beautiful for a long long time. I started working on what I call Unconditional Love Project. It's my personal campaign of love. I want to keep leaving these notes of love, hopefully I'll get other people to do the same. I want a blog dedicated to encouragement, but I don't want to be the sole writer, more like the editor. It's a big dream for it to be anything big, but I think I have the right to dream like that ever once in a while. Plus, as Paul put it "If you can get one person to smile for one second even once, it's all worth it." Very true words.

Not really much else to write today... I got 3 hours of sleep last night sooo yeahh... brain=fried.

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