Day of Rest...or agony

So I've noticed that I have been spending WAY too much time on my laptop and all the different social networks: facebook, vyou, youtube, SOLITAIRE.

It is literally pushing me away from my one true need in life and that is God.

I've become so raptured in thinking "Oh, I wonder if anyone has asked me a question on vyou." and "Oh, I wonder who's on facebook."

So today, I promised God that I would dedicate my whole day to just Him. No vyou, no facebook, no youtube, and yes...no solitaire.

Even as I sit here studying spanish, I can't help thinking, "Oh why don't you just check your facebook. Just check to see if anyone has asked you questions..."

GAHH!!! LALALALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!! THIS IS GOD'S DAY!!

It's so hard, and so easy to just give in. But what helps me remember to stay on track is that the more I'm with God the happier and better I do in life. I get nothing done when I'm focused on the social things in life. He makes me happy and He lights my path.

I'm all together a better person when I put all the junk behind me.

Besides, I know that I should rejoice when troubles and temptations are hitting me hard. Sounds SOO cheesy, but I believe it. It strengthens my character, and my character strengthens my hope in salvation.

He alone saves.
He alone is the answer to the world's problems.

So God this day and all the rest are for you. I'm going to fight to keep you in my life.

:)

I see a doggie

right in front of me actually. he's so cute!! or she. its a helper dog and its wearing a pink vest so it could be a girl. anyways, it makes me want to cuddle with a puppy.

So ya, I'm at my college right now, waiting for 45 more minutes til I have to go to the Writing Center to turn in a paper.

This paper has caused me so many issues.

I hate papers.

I used to like them, but this one has planted a boiling hatred inside me so deep for papers that if I never laid eyes on one ever again, I would be as happy as that sleeping dog I'm looking at right now.

Research papers (that's what this one is) are the most worst of all.

I can't put my own ideas or anything of my own. It's all based on other people's research.

They say "no plagerizing" but isn't that what a research paper's all about? Everything that we write we have to prove and cite from another source, no assumptions or opinions allowed.

Ugh. So ya. Don't ever expect me to write a research paper happily because I will mentally spit you and the paper in the face.

I hate papers.

I wish I was that dog. He/she doesn't have to write papers

questions?

So there is this really cool website that is pretty much people leave you questions and you reply with a video response.

I made one only to watch the answers of my favorite bloggers, but now I realize I could totally make one and ask EVERYONE random questions.

I already have 2 followers, ones i don't know.

so ya. Savanna you should make one. it's so fun!

its called vyou.com!

Check ir

So I'm doing something productive today and actually working on my writing plan as I blog to you about doing my writing plan. MULTITASK!

Anyways, hi.

There are the days when I completely feel comfortable with no makeup on and my hair in a messy bun..

It's wierd. When I go to church, I try to look extra adorable, but when I go to school I don't want to put any effort into looking attractive at all.

Well not at all, or else I would just go in my pajamas (Santa pajamas that is).

It's a great fall back on people to care what other people think of them so much that everyday is a competitive fashion show to see who could look the most adult and stylish. (P.S. I can't walk in heels :) )

I think I may have already told you this, but as I read a seventeen magazine, I felt worse and worse and more worse about myself because:
a) I have no money
b) I have no cute clothes
c) I am a fatty

These lies. all planted deceptively from a magazine which I don't think was their intention (well maybe it was. Idk.) and I started believing them.

WHAT A WASTE!!

I get ready in half an hour in the morning and I am proud of it!!

So if you are obsessed about making yourself look pretty and it takes you 2 hours or more to get ready, here are some tips to break the lies over you.

1) Take a shower at night
2) Go through the day with you hair air dried. (aka not blow dried. just do nothing to it.)
3) When you look in the mirror in the morning say "I am beautiful" even you don't believe it
4) put on minimal makeup (aka concealer, one shade of eyeshadow, mascara)
etc..

People don't like fake people. You're amazing and beautiful just the way you are. And don't let anyone bring you down. God has made you special and he loves you.

manana <3

My memoirs.

HA!

I got past fifty blogs.

You know what I think about when I read this? It sounds all depressing and everything, but I write this not really to entertain, but...

at my funeral, these will be my memoirs or something.

I have to write down my thoughts somewhere. If I don't, what remnant will be of me on this earth if I left nothing to read.

Not saying I'm gonna die soon, so don't freak out savanna! :)

Anyways, I was on the worship team on Sunday (doing the synth) and they asked me to sing as I play.

.....

I can't sing. ahhahah. at least I don't think so. But I didn't know how hard it would be to play and sing at the same time.

It's like SUPER.

I couldn't hear myself in the monitor so I very well could've been singing completely off tune or something and I wouldn't have noticed.

I hope I don't become deaf. that would suck. Not downing any deaf people who would ever read my blog. I love you!

But ya, it was hard.

And thats all I have to say about that.

The person I want to be

"Forever is a long time, but I wouldn't mind spending it by your side."

Are there times when you seriously get really....lonely?
The moments when you feel no one really understands you, including yourself.

Ya. :l

So I'm a horrible actor. For me to act like everything's fine, I put on the over crazy side.

I don't really know who I am and what I'm supposed to do. I put myself before others a lot of the time. And I feel my biggest flaw is my mouth; it curses, it demolishes, it lies, it stings.

I'm sorry to have such a sad blog, but I feel like I can't put it anywhere else.

When will I learn? I pray and pray for help that, you know, God will change my heart.

But, it takes forever. It's painful, and it feels like sometimes I just won't make it.

I'm tired of feeling lonely and wallowing in self pity.

Why can't I be the person I want to be. Like Paul says, "I do the things I don't want to do, and I don't do the things I want to do."

I forget where that is, but it's there.

Why can't I be the person I want to be?

Debate or not debate

So today I had to do a group debate in History class. I thought I would be less nervous, but nope.

I had coffee in my stomach and not much food.

AGH!!

I was stuttering soooo bad, and I was like quaking (haha. we're learning about the quakers...they quaked...ya...ok...)

So ya, thats the update, now I'm going to study for the midterm tomorrow. Bye!