  You know what I love? This song: Switchfoot-- Meant to Live Fumbling his confidence And wond'ring why the world has passed him by Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments And failed attempts to fly, fly We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Somewhere we live inside We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Dreaming about Providence And whether mice or men have second tries Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open Maybe we're bent and broken, broken We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Somewhere we live inside We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside We want more than this world's got to offer We want more than this world's got to offer We want more than the wars of our fathers And everything inside screams for second life We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live We were meant to live You know what else I love? getting back my first roll of newspaper film, and the majority of them are really good, and they are ALL at least semi usable {can you say Photoshop?
} Ms. Rez calling me 'hon', which means she likes me, which is neat because she's one of my favorite teachers. Mr. Egner stopping me in the hall to talk to me, even though he's never had me in a class or anything, and he knows my name because 1. he caught me reading National Geographic once, and was in shock...{I'm not sure why, but he was} and 2. He came up after Mass at school Friday and told me that the reflection I gave was one of the best he ever heard, and he said he wasn't lieing, even though I'm pretty sure he was. ....and also on that note, that people are still stopping me in the halls to tell me they liked what I said Friday.
Five of my teachers STOPPED CLASS to tell me they thought I did a good job, and random people I don't even know stop in the halls between classes. I was so scared people would make fun of me about that... AH! I have to go find Bobby a birthday present. {maybe more later?
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