Want To Know The Meaning of Life?

umm actually---the meaning of life is God...end of story.
without God there is no meaning or no life.
That's something that i need to remember every single second I live.

Bloom For Me

All girls love flowers...end of story

No matter how old you are, or how quiet or how social, or how disdainful, or how allergic...

flowers will always beat that teddy bear or box of candy, because they're something that was given not from a factory but from the toil of the earth.

Primrose = i can't live without you

A Hairy Day

Im standing in the line waiting for a bathroom stall to open up in the next forty seconds before the minute bell rings.
I'm harried and stressed. College app demons are popping into my head randomly and I can't stop it. and on top of that. I have to go...
so--its not a bad school day. It's not an amazing one.

"You have pretty hair"

That comment shocked me out of my dazed skin. Never in my life had I been told that my hair was pretty. Friends do not count. This was simply a genuine comment from a complete stranger. And how many people can say that they've been complimented while standing in line to go pee?

I'll admit it. I do not believe that I have pretty hair. It is dry and thin, the extreme opposite of the perfect pantene hair that is thick, full, and shiny beyond belief.
When it's wet, there is not even a complete fistful to hold on to.

It's amazing how much one comment can make you smile to yourself.

Today, I was thinking to myself. Self. Oh stink. self. that's what we learned about this sunday. and we actually learned not to do it for the self. self-ish. self absorbed. I want to be able to praise God without self gratification. I'm scared that when I do praise Him that I am always self-gratifying myself in some way. Please..let me learn