Do you ever have a day where nothing particularly "life changing" happens, but the tiny things that do add up to make it the best day ever? Yesterday was one such day. I overslept a half an hour, and still made it to school a half an hour early, people kept opening doors for me, several random people started conversations with me (which is especially exciting when you never get to see any of your friends on a regular basis), I had to give a speech that I had been especially stressed about - and it went great, then later when I was reading my peer evaluations (all of the students have to fill out a form for the speaker on what they did good and bad) I noticed that one of the guys in the class had written his phone number on the eval. What?!? I don't even know what I'm supposed to do with it, let alone what it's supposed to mean. But still that was a nice ego boost.
Then later that night, when I attempted to "put myself out there" and go to a church service for college students (I went last week also and felt completely alone because I knew NO ONE) I ran into an old friend! Uncomfortable situation averted!
I don't know why the stars aligned for me yesterday, but thank god the did. These past couple of weeks have, for whatever reason, really sucked. Hopefully, I've got more good days headed my way.
Friday, February 26, 2010
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Thursday, February 18, 2010
Past decisions, and present declarations
They say the past will always catch up with you
no matter how fast you run?
But I know this isn't true
It's just splattered against the bottom of your chest
- dark as a shadow in the sun
In August, when the shadow stares at the world, taller than the best
In December, when the fireplace lets it dance towards escape
Wondering if all of those old joys were some kind test
if maybe they were fate
But in May, when you find that you may
take a risk, make a change
put the past away
and stay in the shade
The Sun just keeps moving
and yet, we want to stick despite the haste.
These Past decisions, and present declarations,
it's just one big chase
no matter how fast you run?
But I know this isn't true
It's just splattered against the bottom of your chest
- dark as a shadow in the sun
In August, when the shadow stares at the world, taller than the best
In December, when the fireplace lets it dance towards escape
Wondering if all of those old joys were some kind test
if maybe they were fate
But in May, when you find that you may
take a risk, make a change
put the past away
and stay in the shade
The Sun just keeps moving
and yet, we want to stick despite the haste.
These Past decisions, and present declarations,
it's just one big chase
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