You don't really have to read this post. It's just me complaining about life, so my advice to you is to just not read it.
But I needed to vent, so here is my venting.
I'm sick of my job. But I'm grateful that I have one.
I'm sick of my hair. But it looks kind of good, I guess.
I'm sick of Portland. But I don't know where else I would go.
I'm sick of school / my classes / my teachers / my classmates. But at least it's winter break.
I'm sick of my room being arranged the way it is. But with a little (a lot) of effort, I can fix that.
I'm sick of hating the way I look. But I know that I have no reason to, really.
I'm sick of waiting for college. But it will probably come sooner than I anticipate.
I'm sick of having to save money for college. But (I think) I have faith that I will have enough money in time.
I'm sick of not having any sort of transportation. But the car will probably be back on Tuesday.
I'm sick of having the past brought up, when it has nothing to do with the present. But apparently God think it's necessary, so it must be necessary.
I'm sick of having dry skin from the winter weather. But thank goodness for extra-moisture lotion.
I'm sick of people that are so obsessed with finding love and getting married. But I've accepted that I'm just not as cliche as most girls!
I'm sick of people that are so desperate for a good time that they look past any sort of morals or consequences. But it just makes me more grateful that my friends and I know how to have a good time without doing anything we'll regret later.
I'm sick of watching people pass up clearly God-given opportunities just because they think that they're supposed to be waiting for something else. But I have to ask myself, what opportunities have I been presented with that I passed up recently?
I'm sick of listening to people complain about nothing. But hey, I'm a total hypocrite. What's new?
Okay, okay, okay, I'll admit it. I miss this place.