ahhhhh

my blog is suffering.
it needs to go to blog rehab.
none of my latest posts have been worth reading
(maybe never?...yikes.)

but hopefully I'll come back with a bang.
I'm still experiencing that writers block I guess...

brotherbrother.... sistersister?

Everybody's talking about the war and the weather

but I don't wanna be down

can i borrow your smile?

it's all about the climb

what can i say. Senior retreat was pretty awesome. I love my senior class.

almost as much as i loved working sophomore retreat today.

God is good.

"There's always gonna be another mountain, I'm always gonna wanna make it move. There's always gonna be an uphill battle. Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose. Ain't about how fast I get there. Ain't about what's waiting on the other side. It's the climb"

start spreading the news, I'm leaving today

I'm going. leaving. gone. that's right, goodbye my friends.

just kidding.

but sometimes I kind of wish I could just jump in a 15 passenger van with 14 of my closest friends and just drive with no destination in mind. See the people I meet. See the places I go. nothing but the open road ahead of me.

I actually am leaving tomorrow for a lovely senior retreat planned for us for the next two days. I'm excited to grow closer as a class and individually with God. I'll pray for you dear readers! 

i must say that being a senior, although extremely stressful at times, is proving to be pretty fun too. 

what's more fun than dressing as senior citizens for a peprally?

respect your elders!

adventures of the poptart

I gave in. Yes, I let down my guards, and was ambushed by an enemy. 

Everyday, I go into the kitchen and decide what I want to eat for breakfast. After looking around for a while, I notice the poptarts off to the side. First, I reject any thoughts raising the possibility of allowing myself to eat such an unhealthy breakfast. How am I supposed to maintain complete brain activity with that useless garbage (I mean I already have trouble doing that...)!? As I keep looking around, the poptart becomes a more appealing option. Grits? no. Cereal? nah. Eggs? too messy. Pancakes? too difficult. Toast? I don't feel like getting the toaster out.

all these thoughts rush through my mind. 

then the poptarts speak to me 

most of the time it ends here. but every now and then (like today) the poptart wins...

then I am defeated by the poptart.

and I'm left feeling lost and insecure

and slightly nauseated.

a quote to start off the monday

GOOD MORNING MY FRIENDS!

"Stuff your eyes with wonder. Live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds. See the world, it's greater than anything made or paid for in factories. There are no guarantees; ask for no securities. "

happy adventures!

sorry i haven't posted in a while. so here's some contradictory thoughts to make up for it

Darkness and Light both hold a certain connotation in our minds.

It came to me, that neither light nor darkness

holds completely true to Their assigned identities.

Poor darkness. There he stands, Shy and alone.

No one understands that he isn't all bad.

Everyone sees him as depressed. A permanent first impression

Is it not in darkness where we feel most comfortable with ourselves?

Away from the expectations and judgments of others.

And is it not in darkness where we can find rest?

Peace comes when we are in darkness. Like a comfortable bed in a dark bedroom.

And doesn't a blackened room provides the canvas for dreams as you sleep?

Free to dream and soar among your thoughts

while you subconsciously go through the events of the day.

Light, while it most definitely is good and it is truth, must also be questioned

How can he take such a prominent spot in our ideals

Without ever challenging the concept of light itself?

Just as dark is not all bad, light is not all good.

Light is overstimulating. While it does expose truth,

often it can shine too brightly, causing a migrane

Light along with heat, it's partner in crime,

 is also proof of a chemical reaction. Proof of a change.

Changing things into other things that they may not be

Or want to be.

Light, while it does brighten the way, can also make things feel stark.

Unfriendly, unnatural, sterile. Like fluorescent lights.

Light is intrinsically good. Dark is intrinsically  bad.

How can we place a blanket statement on such dynamic states of exsistence?

That is why I believe We must

Think about things in a new light

Or should I say a new darkness?