I need you like water, like breathe, like rain.

There's comes a time when all we want is everything. I think I've reached that point. We become unsatisfied with our lives, trying desperately to make it "better." Do we need to fix our lives, or be content with what they offer? A mother only wants her child to have a better life, so is it bad for a child to pursue it?

Material things won't make us happy, but how wrong are they? Is it wrong to just want something convenient? To desire things that will give you better experiences or help you along the way? Now, it doesn't sound too bad, does it?

Deprivation, how can we determine it? We could simply state it as not getting the things you need, but let's take it a step further. What do you need? Food, water, shelter, Christ? Beyond that how to you determine what is a necessity and what is not? What is a cell phone, for example? Everyone has one (exception of me, at least for right now), but people got along for years and years without them, right? Guess we don't really need those. What about new clothes? Yeah, so we look poor in those holey jeans that are a little too tight. We don't NEED to buy new clothes then, do we? Is it a matter between life or death?

With the way things are today, it is hard to imagine what it's like to really fight for our life. We see the homeless everyday, but never take a minute to think what really happened. They have a story, just like the rest of us. Maybe one day, you will take a minute and listen. They are living a life far more unsafe then we really see. The last thing on their mind is the hottest cell phone, or the nicest clothes. They just want some food, or warmth. That's not to mention how unsafe it is. Think of being a child and your mother constantly caring where you go. Why did she do those things? To protect you from the world. Well, imagine living with the terrors of the world every day. Your mother was right, you can't trust the world.

Worst Week

I have just completed what may have been the longest week of my entire life. Monday night, my sister got in a tragic car accident, in which she sprained her wrist. Tuesday and Wednesday, I spent all night working on my research paper. Thursday, I had opening night for a play I was in for school. Friday, I got my first free night all week. As soon as I got home from school Friday I started planning a vacation with my mother, only to be stopped with some tragic news.

My best friend had attempted suicide, days before. I froze. I denied. I knew it was true, but I couldn't believe it. How could anyone expect me to accept that? I had loved her, and I had felt as if I had failed. Deep down I took all the blame. I was the only one who gave her hope and I hadn't been there for her. I found out that the day she had tried to overdose was her birthday. She was admitted to rehab on her birthday. What a present. I ended up being able to talk to her an hour later. We joked around a lot, but she wasn't okay. I knew it. On Saturday, we had another night for the play, which was about suicide, so fitting. I couldn't watch it. It was too much. Listening to it off stage killed me. By the time I had to go on, I calmed down though.

Another adventure I had on Saturday was taking my first shower in a dorm. It was a disgusting experience. I knew deep down I was going to get staph. You'd think my shower would have been short, but actually it was very long because I had to keep scrubbing in fear I'd contract a disease and die; it was atrocious.

I have decided that in a way, Valentine's Day is a very stupid holiday. As if we don't have enough reasons to waste money. It was invented by the card and chocolate companies. The only good part is that on the day after you get to go and buy chocolate for half price.

"Life has a funny way of helping you out" (Alanis Morrisette, "Ironic")

All You Need is Love.

When you find love, you know it. Love is said to be the greatest thing ever, and it is. When you love someone you know it. Whether it be a boyfriend, cousin, sister, or best friend, you know you love them. Sure there are different forms of love, but it's always true when it is.

There aren't going to be many people in life you can trust. There's going to be even fewer that actually get you. Actually some people go through their entire life without finding someone that understands. (I went the first 14 years of my life without someone)Even if they have Christ, they may feel the need from someone on earth.

I don't have much to say, only that I have realized the power of love. Love can make you do crazy things. The craziest though, is not letting you let go, no matter how hard you try.