bandaid for my heart

that's what music is. it helps heal.

of course, my Heavenly Father is the true Healer, but music sure does help.

It's not only a band aid though, some times it's just a little taste of sanity, that someone has felt what you're feeling. It's pretty crazy that music is so powerful. It can make us laugh, cry, go a little crazy, or just let us chill.

i think i need to fins some chill music right now. That'd be nice...


it's been pretty crazy lately how God's been using people in my life. i was so afraid that i would lose my best friend after what i put them through, but i haven't. if anything, i think we're just as close. it's pretty amazing that God knows what we need when we need it. He knows i don't like the idea of breaking ties completely. i can name everyone i've every purposefully broken ties with... i remember. and i can only hope that they'll forgive me for doing what i felt i had to do. but i still feel guilty about stuff sometimes.

i can't believe thanksgiving is next week! sheesh... time sure has flown by this fall. hopefully winter will go by just as quickly. i am already longing for summer again.

we're moving... ugh, i just packed my first box. i'm sure i'll have a hundred more to do. but at least we only have one destination this time. and we've already got a place. so horray!

random fact that many people might not care about, but i think it was pretty cool; New Moon made over 140 million dollars this past weekend at the box office. that's insane. i definitely contributed... saw it three times... yeah, i'm a loser. it's okay, i don't care if you agree. i mean really, i said it. but i really liked it. but dang it, she should've picked Jacob... she really should've... dummy... at least i know he doesn't end up alone. but shoot... he's way better for her. plus if she picked him, she'd still be ALIVE!! geez... whatever... i'm done venting now. haha


i think my most favorite songs of all time, they always involve satellites and stars... yep. just an observation.

well, guess i better get back to packin