My friend Josh wrote this beautiful piece of work.

As I have done before, copy the link below and paste it into a new window. 

Brilliant writing.

Opened my eyes in a new light and I am enjoying what I see.

I got a few sentences into this "Blog" type of writing Josh did and I felt like I could grab a blanket and popcorn because it was a romance and war piece all in one. 

Once again...

Brilliant. 

http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=6057107&blogID=417341027

I give everything over to you Lord

I Really Don't

I find it humorous that I had to get up at 6:30, leave the house by 7:00 and get to school by 7:30 for my Public Speaking class. I was so pleasantly surprised with a big fat CANCELLED on my class door when I got to school. So now, instead of my 7:30 to 8:40 class scheduled Monday, Wednesday, Friday, I have just a Friday class from 9:00-12:00 class. Yes, a three hour public speaking class. Scottsdale Community College surprises me YET AGAIN.
I would probably be more frustrated but
I AM TO TIRED TO CARE.
I give everything over to you Lord
-Really I do

If I said I wanted you to notice me what would you say?

I sit and think about you yesterday tomorrow and today.

I never thought you would catch my eye.

You came around the corner, suit and tie.

Love.

That's what I would like to call you.

I think I should leave now, before you fall too.

Love.

Yes, that's what I will call you.

I want to be like you, shoulders high, standing tall too.

I give everything over to you Lord

Think. Try. Or Die.

I know that it hurts but I'm trying.

I know you wont understanding but I'm lying.

You listen but never hear me,

It's hard to think I let you,

It's hard darling, very scary.

On the park bench you left me with tears, crying.

When you held me like I was the only one

I had a heavy heart, how is this fun?

Insecurity is my middle 

I feel nothing but a stinging pain.

You got out with the gold,

I sit abandoned, empty, cold.

My heart wasn't bought,

It was snatched out of my own two hands,

This evil thing,

This gorgeous man.

Look Beyond The Blank Screen.

So you saw past my eyes, straight done to my heart.
I am broken, I don't know where to start.
Thank you for reading past the ordinary.
Now I will embark on the extraordinary.
Your Sincerely
I give everything over to you Lord

P.S I LOVE YOU

Alone In A Crowded Room

The more I fall into this odd attraction the more I battle between the thin line of right and wrong. I fight at all costs and I run my own battles. Battles. I crush this scum called the devil, underneath the very soles of my shoes. Laughter sings once again in my ears, now I am choosing to laugh once more. Capture the emotions that have been buried under these brick walls, unhook the bolt you have put around your heart, and show them that being vulnerable is being okay with being you. Dusted off the knees that once where crawling out of pain, and now I use those legs for walking, charing forth to the finish line. Now dear, don't look behind you, grab this hand that has always been stretched out to you, and embark on this beautiful journey with me. I will always embrace what we had, but now, to our pleasure, we can look forward to more. More brilliant moments together. If I ever wonder far I will lead you to me by the love letters you'll receive at your front door. Yes love, those are from me.
I give everything over to you Lord

Dance... What More Do You Need?

Copy the link below into a new window and watch me and two friends dance. We did it for a summer camp, we worked very hard for one week, and we are blessed because of it.
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=23676306187