Just the facts

Plain and simple.
and... honest.

I am realizing I don't like change.

I have changed this past year at college.

I miss being around people that want community.

I miss being around people that want to have fun.

I miss being seconds away from everyone.I miss laughing.

I miss one specific night including a walk, pretending to be like ninjas across a church campus, then sitting looking at the view from ccv and talking about the randomist ishhh ever.

I miss those two.

I hate that I'm not as positive and optomistic as I used to be.

I'm learning that everytime I feel wise in any area I get a slap in the face to realize that I still don't know anything.

I hate coming back to Colorado and having one of my "closest friends" hating me because I didn't keep in touch good enough.

I hate having to leave a church (that is very well established and doesn't necessarily need my help), even though its not where I'm supposed to be for one that the people are awesome but everything else is going to take work.

I can't stand that I have a hard time with wanting to not have to work at church even though thats what I am going to college for.

I hate that I am one of very few that actually left California for the summer.

I miss family dinners.

I miss bike rides.

I miss being part of a group of friends.

I don't like my new phone.

I don't like that I don't have many numbers.

I'm still not sure if I like being this honest for whoever.

I miss my friends.

I want to be somewhere doing something.

I'm nervous that I won't get a 2.0.

I have an awesome family.

I want a pair of toms already.

I want to learn from my mistakes.

I hate that i'm missing out.

I am blessed to be able to work with my dad.

I know I am going to learn a lot this summer.

I know things are not only going to just be okay but they really are going to work out for good.

I miss being comfortable.

I miss being mentored.

I miss coffee house.

I cried from reading a friends post.

It hasn't even been a week.

I miss learning.

I am so blessed with the close friends that I do still have from home.

I wish I was better with confrontation.

I'm nervous for the coffee date with the girl that is pretty much set on our friendship being over.





I spend too much time thinking about my own problems, my own wishes, my own thoughts, my own dreams, my own goals.