Confession

I have a confession. Every day, I check multiple blogs for new posts. There usually aren't any, and when I get to the end, I think to myself, "What's another blog that could possibly have a new post that I haven't read yet? So I go to my own blog. I check my own blog for new posts. When I get here I remember that I'm the one who's supposed to be writing in it. Which is probably why I write in this so often. I just need something new. I am seriously so messed up.

Ha ha

Boyz II Men

Tonight I went to a Boyz II Men concert on a date. I think it's safe to say that I was pretty excited about the date himself, and the concert was just the venue in which I would be spending my time with him, not paying much attention to anything else that would be going on. I had never really heard any of their music before, but I was pleasantly surprised. It was fairly similar to something like N*Sync or Backstreet Boys, but it was still very entertaining, especially seeing him singing all the words to every song. I told him he should run up to the front screaming like a little girl, but he didn't think that was a very good idea. I did convince him to blow them a kiss, but he would only do it if I blocked him so that no one else could see.

The important part about this post is that I had a really really good time tonight. The weird thing is that I had heard that this particular guy was weird or what not, from some girls in the ward (who aren't very trustworthy, but for some odd reason I believed them). Well, I saw him on Sunday and he taught the Sunday School lesson and I was very impressed. So, that night, we started chatting on Facebook, and I decided that maybe he wasn't so weird as they had previously described (or maybe he is weird and I like that...which is very possible). Anyways, I talked to him just about every night after that, until our date tonight, where we finally got to really hang out and talk in person. He was great fun! He's so funny, and we seem to have a lot in common.

In summary, I do like him, I've decided. I guess we'll see where this goes. It's so nice to be able to talk to someone who doesn't complain all the time and isn't pessimistic about everything (no names will be mentioned, but lately that's all I've been hearing from a certain guy friend of mine. It's gotten really old, really fast). He is happy and optimistic and just a great guy.

I love life. :)

The Double Brush

So I was brushing my teeth tonight and I had the best idea! The double-brush! It's got bristles on both sides, so you can brush the top and bottom teeth at the same time! I was so excited, I got online to tell one of my friends about it.

Apparently, it already exists. Oh well.



Oh, just for references (so I'm not committing plaigarism or anything like that) the website is http://www.invention.net/ford.htm

Birthdays

Yesterday was my birthday, the big 2-0. I'm no longer a teenager. I feel so different. (I realize that sarcasm is hard to relay through text, so I'll just throw out there that I was being facetious) Anyways, I've thought a lot lately about all the hype about birthdays. I always get really excited about my birthday, but then like a week before, I realize that I have no reason to be excited. See, I hate planning my own birthday. I hate it. I never really know what I want to do, I just want to do something fun with my friends. But I refuse to plan it. So, what happens is because I have refused to plan anything, I do nothing. Every year. Usually the day after has some redeeming quality, usually because someone notices that my birthday totally sucked and they decide to figure out something for us to do.

In all honesty, I've always wanted a surprise party. But how do you go about telling someone that? You don't. If you tell them, the surprise is totally ruined. So, I suppose to all those who read this (which is inclusive of...no one), my birthday is on August 22, so you can throw me a surprise party next year. It would be greatly appreciated. Although, if you don't like planning surprise parties, just a party in general would be nice. As long as I don't have to plan it. :)

Hurt

This may sound slightly creepy. But I read, daily, the blog of a person I do not know. He's a friend of a friend, but I find his blog to be inspiring, humorous, stirring, along with a plethora of other things. However, his recent posts have been filled with sadness. From what I can gather, he has been dating a girl who he really liked, and who recently broke up with him. His very latest blog post talks about what happened and how he's dealing with it. He's hurting a lot. I know that there are many of us who have experienced this set of emotions and circumstances, myself included. But I also know that when you are going through that, nothing can help you.

I do not know this person. But I find myself so sad for him. I really feel a deep emotion and connection to him, and I wish that I could find him and just hug him, tell him that everything is going to be okay, even though it doesn't feel like it's going to be. I'm sure that if I ever saw him and tried to do this, he would think I was a complete freak, but I just wish that I could. I wonder what it is about our human nature that makes us (or at least me) feel this way about a complete stranger. Not that I dislike it, I actually think that somehow I am, in some small way, showing a Christlike quality in my own life. Not that I'm trying to show it off, but if I think about it, that's what it seems like to me. I love the blessing of love in our lives. I feel like I have felt in a small part, the love that Christ has for each one of us. Except that He knows each of us so personally. I love that he finds a way to make it so that I can love a complete stranger.

We are so blessed.