Elizabeth0da8Weird

That drunk people and bands with bad singers are the same no matter where you are, the reason I say this is there is a street dance four blocks away. But the lovely things, like the way the air smells, how the stars shine, or how many dew drops form on a given leaf at night will always be different and that's part of what makes them so beautiful. I have moved back home to go to school for photography, between journal posts several things have happened. I changed churches, jobs, homes, and now goals. This is strange to be sitting in my room at home again, but what I can't get over is how I can sit by my window, look out and above and see the

On here that is. You know that when you have 1000+ deviations in your message box that it's time to thin a few things out. I almost feel bad, but seriously, if I moved on from liking a certain art form and I don't like it enough now to even look at it, what's the sense in watching it? On the home front, things have remained busy. For starters, my upstairs neighbors who love to party are moving out. This is bittersweet, what's nice is I won't have to listen to that anymore, the sad part is that the girls are my age and when they leave I can only hope that I won't get some creepers upstairs! Now that the summer is well on its way, oil workers

Things have been good, but as good as they have been, that's how crazy. First of all, things at work are going a little ga-ga. My friend who cooks and waits tables finally reached the end of her rope (which is pretty long) and got a different job. I'm very happy for her, because they were dragging her through the mud, she's only eighteen but they treated her like she was forty with no life and they depend on her WAY too much. I will miss working with her. :( At least we visit often outside of work! So yeah. :p Along with that, you might say I am learning a lesson in contentment. That pretty much speaks for itself but there is one undeniabl