"Alright, I don't know how to, but I just have to. Not just I have to, but I want to. Growing up from all my pains and hurts, crawled up into a ball, cornered and tortured by my adversary, and me. If that makes sense? Well I'm sure that what I go through, it's not what I do to myself, but what the enemy does, and my stupid self believing the lies that eventually become truth.
I want to grow up and grow old, happy. Content with what God wants me to do, and do it to the best of my ability. So far, I haven't done much, and for what I've already done and doing, it still isn't much."
That was an excerpt from my old private blog. (back at
Xanga, *blush Farout Xanga was so in back then) That post was titled "Growing Up" and dates back to April 30, '07. I also included a pic of my Bible study at the time. My old self challenges my present self a lot, and what I noticed with most of my posts back then was that I used to "*sigh" often, at the beginning and end of my posts .. Quite annoying if you ask me.
On a lighter note, I got a haircut. Finallist! [: