Sunset.

I guess it's safe to say that the sun is setting on 2009's summer days. It's over. I had my last chance to live it up about a week ago, and I'll say with utmost pride, I did. I may not have "lived it up" the same way I did last year (that may just be a good thing ha), but I think the most important part, or what I'm most proud of is I lived up to who I wanted to be by the end of this summer. I just grew up. I got sick of the knowing-in-the-back-of-your-mind-that-you-could-be-someone-better-but-not-being-that-person-anyway.

I just got incredibly irritated at that kind of habit. I want to be consistent in all that I do. I know that I'll have to give up a lot, and I know that's my naivete talking because I actually have NO idea how hard it will be to be "giving up a lot" in the future. I'm just praying for strength.

I often think of sometimes being a part of this world; I think of how EASY life would be for me; how much "FUN" I would have. Then, I think of just how foolish am I? To trade the truth for that? I just need to learn to really love the God in this world, and empty myself out of the ME still so attached to this world.

I really shouldn't be so disappointed with the way human nature has been like around me. It makes me detach, but it also doesn't make me joyful because I still haven't realized for myself what the "God" part is. And when I do, it will be one fantastic epiphany.

p.s. sometimes, most of the time, I get so impatient. And very inconsiderate, and very quick to anger. And just burdened, and tired, but I have to keep looking out for the good.

it's like bad diarrhea. you just have to let it all out until, well, it's all gone, and you're good to go.

"shit happens because our bowel movement is an essential part of living." -some priest.