Distraught. Confused. Exhausted.

Life has been rather taxing lately.  Growing up is difficult.  It's a good thing God gave us parents.  I'm really tired.  It's a good thing God gave us tomorrow off.  I think I'm going to get some of my Ironman requirements done- if the weather's warm enough, I'm taking my journal, Bible, Ironman journal, Intimacy with the Almighty, and crashing the park for like three hours.  I'm looking forward to it.  Mel's sick, so she wasn't at church today.  I wish she was.   And then Kacey was in Winter Park.  It was actually a really small youth group, so we had our talk in the cafe.  Bobby taught us a new form of farkling.  It seems like everyone is having some hard weeks.  Kacey's mom is getting married, by the way.  It seems like a year of life changes.  Really, who hasn't gone through some?  It could be as miniscule as the changing of a school (and I don't just mean P2P ms to P2P hs), or your mom getting married, or just...growing up, as cheesy as that sounds.  I think I'm going to veg tonight.  After I clean my room.  Yeah, it's a good thing we have tomorrow off.

Good

Night

God

Bless