losing my religion

I am in a constant search for what I actually believe. I know God is love and Jesus saves - other than that I am really not a very good christian. I don't know what I believe. I think that Christianity is so messed up. I don't fit well anywhere. I am too liberal in my beliefs for mainstream Christians and I am too conservative for the underground Christian movement.


I feel like Socrates in a way. It seems like the more I learn the less I know. The more texts I study it seems like I am branching farther and farther away from "American Christianity" -which is a joke to me anyway.



God you're all that I'll ever need
just to be with you will
will you carry me away

baby it's cold outside

Apparently I'm good at picking teams that are going to lose. So I'm going to continue with that and say Eagles and Steelers.

The semester started today. Definitely an interesting day. My Humanities professor is pretty crazy. For real, she talks to herself and all of that. It's pretty intense in there. But I do have a class with Brett and Baby Ashton's drummer. I'm not sure of his name but he seems pretty nice. My math professor is Hispanic therefore, has questionable English speaking skills. Good thing it's just math and I don't need him to really teach me anything.

I'm trying to grow my finger nails out. I try to all the time, but I never end up doing it. I am a nail biter, I've been forever. I don't think I will ever really stop. Bad habits die hard I guess.

we're going to the superbowl!

Here's my picks: giants/chargers -giants win. Hopefully I'll be right again, I have a three year streak going.

Other than that, I've pretty much haven't done anything all week. I'm looking forward to this semester, except for that marine biology class. Fish scare me, I looked through the book and I had to turn pages quickly. That class is going to be miserable.

My best fran is going back to Idaho or wherever the heck she goes to college. I wish she didn't live in Clearwater, I am too terrified of the interstate to drive all the way down there.

and there was plenty of food to go around

This talking Jesus doll talks more than the the real Jesus did. I mean, we only have like three years of him actually speaking, this doll just keeps going, I bet if I don't turn it off it will talk for a least three years. He also is very muscular, i don't know much about the physical features if Jesus, but I'm pretty sure he didn't look like a WWE wrestler.

Today, January 4th exactly one year ago, I meet two people who shaped who I am right now. One for good and one for, well, not so good. So here's to you guys. but since I only talk to one of you sill...

I'm still not home, I am currently sitting in the apartment attached to my grandparents house in North Florida watching football and drinking green tea. I still don't know when I'm suppose to start college, whatever, I'll get there when I get there.

Two words I don't know say right: chimichanga and reeses. I don't care that I don't say them correctly. Doesn't bother me. It makes Alli mad, whateva