Are you ready?Ready to drop it all at the line?Ready for a new start?We're in it for the long run.You're not running this alone.
Tell Me Something Good
A blog of an eighteen year old girl discovering, ranting and contemplating.
A tiny girl who has a lot on her mind and has a lot to say.
Some times she doesn't think, some times she over thinks.
You never know, she just might tell you something good.
Dream to live, and live to believe. Only hope can save us.
I'm too selfish, I really need to fix this. I feel that God has given me significant purpose, but my selfish attitude stifles were God can take me. He can move my spirit, but my flesh is hindering it.
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A woman's heart should be so hidden in God, that a man has to seek Him to find her.
I came across a comment today that really sparked something inside me. I won't post the actual comment. However, I will describe it lightly. It talked about how ‘they’ believe in Christ, but they think that they are never judged. Thus, leading them into a life of partying, cussing and irresponsibility. I'm not judging at all, I'm just stating the facts. Then they go around to say that ‘he’ will never judge them. I'm pretty sure God is insulted by the fact that they put his name in quotes. They also go on to say that they want to show people that it's okay to live a free lifestyle, because God doesn't judge. That's their message to the world. It’s pathetic how people can believe such egotistical, self-seeking things. Of course God will judge, in fact he is the only one that can and will judge; yet people refuse to admit that. They believe that Christianity is a one-way deal where you can accept salvation and simply forget it, without making any effort into becoming a better person. The world breaks my heart, it breaks my heart even more for them to know salvation only to reject it and then exploit the Lord's name in vain.
God save us.
My soul has never had this feeling.It feels like gold.
So in this hourEverything I doWill be all for this momentEverything is for youMy heart is openAnd will endSo take it
1) I tend to be very blunt when I met new people, I think it earns me respect....?
2) I don't like people in my room, it's mine and only for me. Go hang out in the living room.
3) I have 'shirley temple' ringlets, as my natural hair and I hate it.
4) I lose respect for people, easily. Once I see them in a new light, it will never change.
5) I think no one really likes me, and they only talk to me out of pity.
6) My heart breaks for old people. Just seeing them, and how helpless they are... my heart goes out to them so bad.
7) I've already picked names for my kids. I only want two, one boy and one girl.
8) I tend to realize if a guy is worth my time in about four days. So far, none of them have been worth my time.
9) I don't care what anyone says about it, I
10) One of my biggest pet peeves is people eat with their mouths open and loud, open gum chewing. ugh.
11) The smell of coffee gives me a headache.
12) My weight fluctuates from 85 pounds to 100 pounds.
13) I have a thing for Ohio bands. I don't know why, but I do... since 2002.
14) I only like my grades if they are above 90%.
15) My favourite food ever is... 6 inch: cold cut combo on parmesan from subway. with extra mayo and jalapenos and everything on it except tomatoes. AND MY 32 OUNCE DRINK OF STRAWBERRY FRUITOPIA. <3
16) I hate when people spell my name wrong.
17) Regardless if they are sellouts, Paramore has (in my opinion) one of the best female vocalists ever.
18) Grapefruit soda, is amazing.
Anything that I'm gonna say right now
Cause I'm not so sure why I'm here and why I wanna
Keep on hanging 'round right now
Not that I do it now or any day
Sometimes I just get burned out
About lots of things and well just doubt
So tell me something good you got it and
Why am I so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this
Cause I'm confused and do I break into two
So tell me how about you
Hey what you got something bad and I want it
Even though I know its wrong
But I won't be blessed cause I know this so I can't have that
So I can show I gotta be strong
Man I don't wanna be able to breathe
Be able to see what's become
of the wars of this world
and the wars from my tongue
So tell me something good you got it and
Why am I so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this
Cuz I'm confused and I bruise yes I do so tell me how about you
So please just tell me something good you got it and
Why am I so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this
Come on baby and race me and maybe we'll just find ourselves
I wanna be I wanna be like that mountain
I wanna stand taller and bigger than rest
See I just wanna be it a guy who wins all the time
I wanna be a big star a king and rule my own life
And God I know that it's wrong
So please just make my heart right
Inside and destroy my pride
So you can tell me something good you got it
Why I am so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this
Cause I'm confused and I bruise yes I do so tell me how about you
So please just tell me something good you got it and
Why am I so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this
Come on baby and race me and maybe we'll just find ourselves
Hey what you got something bad and I want it
Even though I know its wrong

warning: this will be long.
It all started at recess, one girl was standing in the hockey game. A bunch of huge guys were playing there, so I simply said, 'So-and-So you shouldn't be standing there.' She immediately blew up. I told her it was simply because I didn't want her to get hurt. These guys will hurt you... no joke. I've had experience. I still have bruises and scars from basketball games. Her attitude blew up, and I immediately apologized ad walked away before it blew up.
After school, we mentions it to the teacher as I'm walking by. I stop, and listen and say, 'I said sorry, why are you bringing it up?' Then the teacher brought us to sit and talk about what happened. It was a thirty minute conversation, that was just idk. I said sorry but she couldn't get over it. Then she brought up something that 'happened' five years ago. By the way, she's twelve right now. It was my karaoke machine, you can't jump near it cause it's extremely sensitive. Well, she jumped and it got screwed up. I told her, not to and she didn't listen. She brings it up and blames it all on me. Which is EFFING STUPID. WHY? CAUSE SHE WASN'T EVEN INVITED TO THAT PARTY. SO THUS, SHE WASN'T EVEN THERE. So she made it up on the spot, which really ticked me off. She was making false incidences that never really occurred. She brought up false stories and blamed it on me. I say things to her because I just don't want her to get hurt. She doesn't want that help.. fine. Get mulled over by three, 200 pound guys. That's not my problem.
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I haven’t blogged for about a month. It’s been a little awkward, cause I haven’t had anywhere to vent, contemplate or elaborate. Which is something I really need, I’m going to make an effort to blog just so I can get things off my chest, good or bad.
The past few weeks have had both ups and downs but mostly downs. So many times I’ve cried myself to sleep, and I just pretended to everyone that everything was fine. This is my biggest mistake, suffocating my emotional turmoil so it can cause greater damage to my heart.
Friends, I don’t have them…. Or maybe I do? I’m not really too sure. I have school/church friends (they are the same people), which I’ve known for my whole life. I consider them my family; this isn’t a serious friendship there, it’s mostly laugher. Then there are the other friends that I’m struggling with. I just wish I could have friends that would support me in the important aspects of my life. My dreams, my hopes, my fears and most importantly my faith; these are the places where I need support. No one has been helping, yes a little ‘oh tell me what happened’ and then they never reply. It’s all fine and dandy but it really isn’t caring. It’s being considerate for the moment but not really caring about the present situation. It hurts how I take my time out of my day to help friends and in return they stab me in the back. For some friend, I get calls for them past midnight, crying… yes I’m sleeping but I put that aside to be a friend. Why can’t anyone do that for me? It’s either… ‘Oh, I have something to do,’ or ‘Hmm, oh well.’ I want to be your friends, is it that difficult to return the favor? I have no one I can turn to, who can be serious and really care. It hurts more than you imagine, I can tell you that. I’m home schooled, I have no life, I don’t know much about anything and I’m awkward. I wonder why people can’t stand me, but honestly… why? Those aren’t legitimate answers.
I’m sick of crying. I’m sick of waiting for a true friend.
I’m holding onto patience, but my grip is slipping.
natahsha priya
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I have two h's in my name. I'm a Christian.
I sing my heart out. I take pictures.
The library is my favourite place.
I watch Friends too much. I love real, deep conversations that make you think, love and grow.
I think too hard at times.
I can be awkward and quirky.
I'm a perfectionist.
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