Thursday, August 30, 2007

   Why I'm Lucky (and why you are, too)
You're lucky because today I won't bitch once!!! i think...

Okay. I was thinking today, this is why I'm lucky:

I've got a roof over my head. I've got food and clean water. I've got internet, basic cable, pets, lots of clothes, lots of books, toothbrushes and toothpaste, movies, art supplies, a guitar, combs, soap, boxes, tons of CDs, a Zune, and all sorts of other material things.

I've got a mom who is sometimes crazy and mean, but loves me enough and takes care of me. I may be born out of wedlock, but I know who my dad is, and have somewhat of a relationship with him. Most of my family lives far away. I can count on my mom.

I have a sister who I love, and who cares about me (and she doesn't seem to care about much). I've got a few, good, REAL friends -the kind that are okay with telling you the TRUTH when you need to hear it, but also being comforting, and who will get in trouble with you, who genuinely LIKE you, who defend you when someone talks shit about you. And I don't really hate anyone; I get along with lots of people.

I have a good boyfriend who treats me well, doesn't cheat on me, doesn't pressure me to do things I really don't want to, encourages me, and LOVES me. He doesn't just want me for sex, money, or connections. He trusts me. He likes me as a person as well as a girlfriend.

My new roommate seems really nice, and I'm sure we're going to get along well. I have the chance to go to college far away, and people who love me that accept it and don't guilt me about it. I've had the opportunity to travel to Costa Rica and Japan. I've been able to help other people.

Though it may not be perfect, I was born in a place and time that I have freedoms. I don't have to be anyone's wife if I don't want to. I don't have to just pump out babies by the dozens (but I DO want kids). Nobody's gotta "own" me. I can say what I want to. I can do what I want (within reason), and I have dreams that may come true.

My body is pretty healthy. I'm fat, but not too badly. (sorry for this one) My **chest** is not huge, or tiny. I'm not tall or short. My hair is not difficult to take care of. I have straight teeth. I have nice skin. I have very cool looking eyes, and glasses to help me see. I'm not pretty or beautiful, but I'm not deformed or terribly scarred, or burned. And in any case, the people to whom that matters DON'T matter; and the people to whom that DOESN'T matter, do.

I haven't had a perfect life, but no one has. I haven't done everything right, but no one does (okay, JESUS does/did). I am secure in my beliefs, and my belief that God can forgive my indiscretions. My heart is not evil; I'm not particularly greedy, and I respect everyone, even if I don't like them or disagree with them.

I have a few talents. I can write fairly well on occasion. I'm good with animals. I'm good with children. I'm good with adults. I like my handwriting. I can swim, walk, run, jump, and lift just fine. I can handle the cold.

There's a lot more to be said, but...

I have everything I need, and as for wants...well, we don't always need what we want. God has seen to it that I am well taken care of and provided for. He has equipped me to lead a good, happy life. And as I have been so blessed, I feel it is my duty and privelage to help others. This is what I want to do with my life, and I have enough confidence to see it through.

^^

I'm not in a particularly happy mood, but I think it's important to mention how LUCKY I really am.


EWWW it's my eyeball!!! (isn't always that color)


TOO CUTE!!!! it's robbie


Looking like a serious druggie here


Looks like a bird on drugs...


She likes her eyeliner


Bastard poster can't be the real deal

:)thank you!
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