You know what. God is good. Really, I mean it.
When meeting people I find that one of the questions that people ask the most is, what do you do with yourself? It’s only awquard for me because I have to answer “Absolutally nothing at all” Which brings on more questions. In a way I’m glad I get to answer that simple question in the way that I do because I think the hardest part about meeting someone is being honest about what life is really like for you. Having that unexpected answer opens all doorways to more indepth things. Which is a releif for me seeing as I spend most of my days sitting at home. Blogging isn’t the same as spending real time with people. I would love to share my home with people, but it isn’t really my home. I would love to spend more time with youth and other people I can reach out too, but being expected to be in a place for a specific amount of time isn’t really possible. Having to pee all the time, well you don’t really get much done if your excusing yourself every hour. I’m really trying to recover from the operation, but streaching your bladder is soooooo painful it makes me want to bash my head against a wall or somthing… Argh!

I really just plain like getting to know people. It’s hard to know what to say and not what to say, but If someone asks you a question it’s best to just be honest. You could call it not caring what other people think of you, but I think it’s more on the lines of giving the person the oppertunity to really see who you are. With everything though, there is boundaries but I think it’s also our place as christians not to judge those who do tell you there life story in one sitting. Most of the time people just need someone to talk to.

It’s weird sitting at home all by yourself for days on end and then getting thrown into the midst of a social event. Having spent so much time in ones on head, well, you get used to thinking and not talking rather than not thinking and talking. Some people take this as listening when you think and not talk, but most of the time I think too much that I get distracted. I guess the balance is that when you spend so much time by yourself that when your with people your brain goes “omg omg omg people!” and you get way over intereseted in what they have to say, and after they’ve stopped you can’t help but analyse everything they’ve said. So any social event brings on a high for me, alot more than it used to, the bad part about it is that you always have the downs after. I feel like I’m getting hooked on drugs. But tomorrow I can guarentee that I will be back to my normal bitter rantings about how much my life sucks. Who can blame me though. I’m just plain old lonely.