oh they went to weezer

and i just figured out how everyone is able to send letters to the states....how exciting...except idk if it will work but i wish to try....except i have no ones addresses except angela b/c we wrote back and forth for years when we were wee ones....so give me your address and i might be able to write...perhaps

so i went on weekend outreach the last 2 weekends in a row....heck yes...God is the freakin man....snap...now i dont realy want to go home...well i do and i dont...i miss people but thats about it...unless God goes with me...being in his presence is wrecking me for anything less...which sucks cuz i know im guna hafta settle when i get home...how much does that not rock?

why do we pray? do we pray becasue it sounds nice and its what we wre suposed to do and it gives peoepl false hope or do we pray b/c we know that kind of power it holds and that thru prayer we tap into it?

so this guy just told me that when i put my hair back i look like a prostitute, when i wear a hat i look gangster, when my hair is up i look like a punk, with my glasses on i look like an office woman...is he tryin to give me an identity crisis?

anyone heard of daniel beningfield? remember that song from senior year-if your not the one...so apparently he peaces out in pemba now...hi random...

witchdoctors actually exist-how crazy is that?
pretty insane

so a great new pickup line....tell a girl her fot looks like an elephants foot all wrinkly and dirty...haha...whatever happened to the good old, i lost my phone number can i have yours?