Another Chapter has Begun.

I tried this blogging thing a few months ago, only to find that I could only continue for one day. I read my own story months after writing it, and thought about how much has happened since those words came into my mind initally. This is a rant.

I'm in college now and so much has changed. I have become somewhat of a neat person; organized and punctual, while at the same time more free spirited and fun to talk to. I have developed a respect for those of lower financial status, as I worked in manual labor this summer. I know what it's like to work hard for your family, because college is expensive and my parents can't afford it. Seventy two hour weeks are never fun in the construction business. I know what it's like to feel like you've failed at a relationship, because I have failed over and over with girls that are nothing short of amazing. I have had experiences with tobacco, alcohol and near death depression. I drive with the windows down while singing at the top of my lungs. I have had great kisses and horrible ones. I have fallen in love and have been heart broken. I have been fat, ugly and unacceptable. I have been called stupid. I have been called a pussy for not being afraid to cry. I have cried in sadness and in laughter. I cry often. I am legally blind, but I think it's kind of cool. I have been a missionary, a youth pastor, a councelor and an accountibility partner. I have been a liar, a thief, a cheater and hypocrite. I have been an atheist. I have been given eternal life by a savior that discourages denomination and encourages love. I have been pulled out of a pit of darkness and been given life.

I'm sitting in my dorm room trying to sort things out, but my mind is going at 500 miles an hour and I can only type 100 words a minute.

At my desk, a half empty bottle of water sits underneath a lamp that is lightly covered in dust. A roll of toilet paper sits on a pile of cd's I've been listening to lately. I ran out of tissues. Death Cab for Cutie is playing in the background and I am content. This place has become my home and a safehaven. My phone is filled with numbers of people who I have lost touch with and people whom I love. I feel so constant. I feel accomplished. I feel good. Really good. Talk to you soon.