i was going to take a brake from the story, but i thought i'll just post both... in the end, depending how long this is, i might not enter my story today. (sorry people who where looking forward to it.)
i just wanted to let ya'll know that i'm very happy today. Very, very happy. No, not excited. just happy. Like an inner joy kinda thing. You see a couple of times 2 weeks ago, i got really down and didn't feel appresiated (stupid right?
) by anybody other then my immediate family. Even then, i felt out casted, like a freak. And there were some other things going on- i'm not getting into details.- And it all came down on sunday at church. (not last sunday, but the sunday before that) And i cried during the service! i was so emberrased. so my older sister took me out and asked me what was wrong. and i told her that my stomach was dropping. (of course i didn't mention why) anyway, we left early after church and all during the week i had been kinda blue.
(B.P., that's why i wasn't that up at the reception on saterday 2 weeks ago) Any way, on saterday, me and my mom talked and she told me about this quote... it was something like this
Help me to except the things a can't change, give me the courage to change the things i can, and help me to know the difference.
(sorry, if it's a little off) so i prayed that and some other stuff on saturday. So sunday, was just like any other church day. We were out side, me, a friend, and B.P. all sharing our music and stuff like that, when Jo walks up to me and asks if he can talk to me privatly. YOu can sure bet my stomach dropped!
smash! we walked across the parking-lot. Guess what he said!!!!!!!! He said he saw me crying last week and wanted to know if i was alright!!!!! how many guys do you know do that? huh? how many? i mean, not one of my friends- not being rood- has ever really asked me like after a week if something was the matter, but Jo remembered. (though i must admit i was somewhat embarrassed that he saw me crying) I mean after a week? come on, i probably would have forgoten. NOw, your question is, what did i tell him, right? i told him i had a really, really bad stomach. - sissy sounding right- and that was it, i thankedhim a lot and gave him a hug... that's why i'm happy! someone cares! someone cares! *does crazy dance!* anyway, don't think i'll get to my story, go to go do school. see ya'll around!-argetlam
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