A little bit thriller, a little bit suspense, mostly crap and drama

buggerbuggerbugger.

-I have three days- wait, nay, two days- to find a new home and move into it.
-Very few real estate agents are open between Christmas and Newyear.
-Of these, almost all would appear to be in other states.
-I have overspent this Christmas season
-I have overeaten this Christmas season
-I haven’t been reading my bible or talking to God and so don’t have any peace in my spirit
-I get shy and don’t perform so well at work.
-I have a birthday party to organise
-Oh my God I’m going to be 22 in a few weeks.
-Holy crapolla, I’m old.
-Everyone over the age of 22 is going to come after me for writing that.
-I got out a personal loan. This is the most financially freaky (irresponsible?) thing I have done. Ever.

- Even elle thinks it wasn’t an intelligent move.  and she spends her entire salary on shoes and alcohol.
-My fingers hurt and look ugly from practicing all the new tabs she wants me to learn.
-I’m still just as piffley on guitar as I was before my finger tips became hard and wierd looking.
-Elle’s gonna be pissed.
-My dad doesn’t like me.
-My dad doesn’t like my brother
-My brother doesn’t like my dad
-Somehow I know I’m going to get blamed for the above three.

- Over the past few weeks I have been persued by a perfectly attractive, intelligent, datable man and did my thing where I retreat because the whole relationship/boy thing scared me.

-I’m an idiot
-My posture is atrocious. When I try and straighten up my spine creaks audibly.
-I have bitten all of my nails off. Compounded with my finger tip corns I look like Golem from the wrists down.

okay. okay. breathe.

There has to be a job out there for an undergrad uni student
that’s better than retail?
Why do i ask questions of an inanimate white page?
I just did it again.
buggerbuggerbugger

A tedious, poorly told story about how cool God is

God did something really cool yesterday. After my whole calling in sick to work debacle, I asked Him to not come down on me too hard for my dishonesty and poor time management.

I hadn’t been sure if work were keen for me to come in Saturday it was established that I shouldn’t. So saturday I needed to phone in before the store opened to see if i were needed. But our home phone wont phone mobiles. My mobile was out of credit so I couldn’t phone from that. I borrowed Kirsten’s phone twice and tried to get through on that without any success. So I thought i should get ready just incase they did need me and also that i should buy some credit so I wan’t spongeing of K. So I’m at seven eleven and my debit card doesn’t work in their machine; I have to find an atm and withdraw money from it. I pay for the credit and then recharge my phone and it then runs out of battery. So I have to then find a pay phone. I do and my money jams in it and it wont let me place a call. So I find another pay phone a few kilometres up the road. I finally get through and I’m not needed.

I haven’t overexaggerated here, true story- the point of which is that God is good. He prodded me enough with all of those little annoying troubles to let me know that what I did wasn’t on, but ultimately He swung everything so that I would be okay. I wasn’t found out or hated or pressed for a medical certificate. And I’m not rostered on until friday so I don’t have to feign a limp or anything like that. He’s so just and right.

fasting

Alrighty,

Today is the third day of my fast. I’ve cut out all of the processed junk (save for the occasional piece of pita bread) and am eating vegetable and fruit based foods.  Twice, I’ve broken my fast because I’ve had no time to prepare or not brought enough food for lunch .. so outside of a can of softdrink and a big carob-coated museli bar thing I’m going okay. I’ve had the most incredible throbbing headaches which I’m convinced are a result of my body’s addiction to caffiene and sugar. I had the can of softdrink at lunch today and noticed the headache has gone.  I do feel a little lethargic but that probably has something to do with not getting enough sleep (work/uni assessment/volunteering commitments have been a little hectic but I’ve got the day to myself tomorrow after 11).

When I’m being completely honest with myself I know i haven’t been giving enough time to God. Without prayer, this is just a friggen diet. But i don’t want it to be that. I need to press in. I’ll give a good deal of time into reading my bible and prayer tonight/tommorrow.

It’s funny because the moment i get on my face and feel His presence I remember what an awesome God He is and how much I love Him and talking to Him. How do we forget? 

I’ve got to look up; get a proper perspective on things.