If you could see what I see

I ask myself this question everyday:

DO I MATTER?

And these people remind me, I do.

You guys will never know how much you mean to me.
If you could see what I see, you'd see a story.

who would win?

The world is in trouble. The ultimate middleman is in between God and the Devil. He has no affiliations nor does he have any preferences. He's a clean slate. So, if the side of good or evil would get a hold of him, they could potentially alter the world to their liking. If the equivalent of God and the equivalent of the Devil were in a fight to determine who would win the equivalent equal of God and the Devil, who would win?

Figures of Authority

Dad's on a business trip.
No, not selling drugs. That was false.
Without a figure of paternal authority, I think I'm tempted to test the waters of my seventeenth year of age.

I think I like to take advantage of maternal authority. Cause it's easier to, I guess.

Sorry mother.

My vernacular's spectacular.

Why is it that I'm compelled to blog again?

I think its envy.

It's the simple fact that everyone, and I do use that term loosely, is starting to blog again, that my mind is exerting some biological, psychological and/or subconscious "chemical" that makes me want to blog again. The notion of blogging grasped my attention before.

(As proof, you can look to your right. I'm pretty sure I didn't remove that little box of my previous posts.)

If you're reading this, then you probably "follow" me or you've read my blog before. If you've been up to date with my blog, you'd know that I've talked about school, friends and my love interests. I am actually on the cusp of graduation and I think that with everything I'm feeling lately, blogging will definitely help me relinquish some held-in emotion. Friends are my second "pole". There's this quote "Lean on poles, not people." I've learned that you only need a few significant people to make your life great. Thank you D.J Z.O.L.A.S. And as for love interests, let's just say I've love to grab me their genetics and clone two boys and alter their sexual preference. Impossible? Maybe. Great to think about? Always.

From a very awe-striking summer to the start of my senior year, to corny pick up lines to words that make my lips tremble, to losing three pounds to eating an angus third-pounder, I've been a fluctuation of several feelings. Trust me; this roller coaster of emotions was a very fun ride.

But yeah; I'm back. You'll be seeing more of me. Holla. :]