onceandagain.

i can't say it's easy feeling the way i do
i can't say it's simple being so into you
some may say i'm crazy, i may say that's true
i can't think of nothing better than loving you
far as i can see, we'll be alright
but when life goes wrong, love works it out
chrisette michele - work it out


call me a sucker. call me a pushover. or just call me somebody with an oversized heart.

after a morning in church, i was better. i mean, things that happened between my stepmom and i were still in the back of my mind, but sometimes you can't dwell on things like that. and you can't always count on someone to be there for you to dump your knotted life in front of them and cry. sometimes you sit there, tangled in your own knots and you cry by yourself. it's one of those horrible double-sided things about being a natural therapist/motivator. people come to you with their issues, worries, problems and you sit there and carefully help them out. and once they're walking away with their heads up high, you're left sitting there, not only your problems, but now their problems weighing on your shoulder.

the short version? i need a counselor. or therapist. or psychologist. one of those three would be AMAZING. someone with absolutely no ties to anyone i know who i can just spill some stuff to. i had one in GRRIM, but once he stopped coming around... eh. it would be nice to have another person around who i could ramble to.

anyhow, after church, some of the MCBC fam went out to eat at the Old Country Buffet. it was amazingly fun, except that Anaijah was KILLING me with all her questions and comments. every few seconds, "NAIA!" lmaooo. even after we put on the Fighting Temptations DVD like her and Gregory wanted. but this little girl would NOT leave my side after a while.
anaijah: "naia, you're my best friend :D"
me: ":D! ...really? =/"
anaijah: "YAH! you've been my friend since we first met! :D!!!"
lmao, bless her little seven-year-old heart. i don't get why little kids love me so much. well... most of them do, lol. her brother gregory is a trip, too. "call me g-money" LMAO, OKAY! "why, cuz you wanna feel like a gangsta?" "nah, cuz i like money" LMAO. sure, thing mr. g-money. and Tymel is a trip. we were texting each other from next to each other. and OMG, us cracking on Jason?! "THAT'S WHY YOU DRESSED LIKE A MAITRE D AT THE OLIVE GARDEN!" LMAOOOOOOOOO. good times. and iqueen's mother... oh boy. "my daughter thinks you're really pretty". well, that makes one and a half of us =/ LMAO, lemme stop. iqueen's a pretty girl... 'cept if she just SMILED once in a while. and EJ! AHHHHHH i love me some EJ, his little giggly self. he squirm too much for me, though. and he tried to choke me like four or five times =/ okay, EJ, back to mommy when you start tryna manhandle my throat.

today was a much better day than yesterday.

now lemme go type this up so i can make the 40 bucks my dad promised me.


peace.