"The work you do while you procrastinate is probably the work you should be doing the rest of your life."-Jessica Hische
basically:
she realized she can make beautiful letters.she found someone to pay her for doing it.
she does what she loves for money.
sign. me. up.
(that's her font in entertainment weekly and the old navy commercial. NBD.)
I can't seem to shake the feeling
that things might not work out in the end.
that from here on out its all about
change
adulthood
loans
plans
reality.
that things might not come together for a really long time.
that i'll never figure out the important stuff, like why
feelings
people
hairstyles
change.
how to care the right amount,
how to fight well,
how to change a flat tire.
that i'll always feel kind of
....lost...
that i'm always missing something
that i'm always carrying everything.
and that no one will understand my
happy ending.
Andrew.
(found him at Starbucks last night. ASB won't know what hit them.)
(found him at Starbucks last night. ASB won't know what hit them.)
I just learned how to make anything look miniature, including Husker Stadium.
Life should be as practical as Photoshop.
i look at this so often i don't see it anymore.
(the stack i'm holding is piled pretty high)
“Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn’t. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted. A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And most of us live somewhere in the middle.” ~Mitch Albom in Tuesdays with Morrie
Tonight, I pray for tomorrow not to suck.
For letting go of the crap I hate/clench.
For the right to walk away.
To not apologize.
To not succomb to emotions.
To not change my mind 5 minutes later.
For 200 to be history.
For better.
For more days like the ones in August.
For more of the good stuff
and more tolerance for the bad.
For the sign on my back
to fall off.
and for appreciation of my blessings.
I pray to pray
more.
Tonight, I pray for tomorrow not to suck.
For letting go of the crap I hate/clench.
For the right to walk away.
To not apologize.
To not succomb to emotions.
To not change my mind 5 minutes later.
For 200 to be history.
For better.
For more days like the ones in August.
For more of the good stuff
and more tolerance for the bad.
For the sign on my back
to fall off.
and for appreciation of my blessings.
I pray to pray
more.
