I'm letting go...

There's this song called You Alone, sung by Casting Pearls. I've been singing it in my head a lot.

It's a contradiction to say "I let go to hang on" but that's exactly what I'm doing. I'm letting go because my faith tells me that by doing that, I'm hanging on to something that's much greater...something that He's planned for me. Why am I still hurting even as I said that?

wow..my left arm is doing this twitching thing...so strange.

So, I'm breaking out. My skin is so badddd. One look at my face and you won't wanna eat a pizza. That's what it looks like. I have blemishes everywhere. I don't even know why. Maybe lack of sleep. Maybe TOM did that. Maybe stress. I dunno. I just wanna get rid of it. yuck.

Sorry...side tracked a lil. Alright, so I have this paper that I have to write for art history, and I really don't wanna do it. I actually don't even know how to start. It doesn't even make sense when I try to read the prompt. So I'm not gonna try to explain what the it is. Just wanna complain about it. It's so dumb. 3-4 pages of bullsheet. How will I do it? hmm..good question. I'll get a map tomorrow and look at the pictures I took. Maybe my creative juice will start flowing and I will come up with enough bs to fill 3 and 1/2 pages. That should be enough. eekkk.

Alright, I'm sleepy. Good night world. Sweet dreams.