M. Tea Monster is cordially inviting you and all of your friends to follow this Monsieur Madness.
I promised so here it is:
I've been working at Funtyme Adventure Parks for over 2 months now and haven't saved that much $money$.
Shawn and I have been dating for 22 months 7 days.
My heart is sinking in many places *^this is not listed to follow the above^*
Summer's not all I had fantasized.
God is far from my heart but I am not giving up.
I can go to War Week :] *Courtney, what I was trying to tell you tonight on facebook until my internet cut me off*
My mother won't go to SNAP and sign off my permission to get a gym membership.
Brandon Vanderbroek died the other day, Shawn's best friend's little bro and my peer. His funeral is Friday and it's the first death to hit me in such a way.
I'm glad I get a break from youth. It sounds bad but I couldn't take it very long. Too much stress on the team.
My friends are killing me.
I want one of the fluffy critters Courtney, Kara and Donald had tonight. Or as Ghanghus called it, the "pink rabbit."
I want Bubble Tea and Chinese food SOOOOOOO so bad.
I have a cold.
My birthday is in 21 days and I am not truly phased by it. But I will get to drive past 12 :]
I should read my bible more but I don't. I do want to.
I need to blog more. That's obvious.
My phone is dying so apparently that's my b-day present. Can I at least have texting?
Why do I feel unaccomplished?
People unfortunately prove others right. They say "you only believe in a god to make yourselves feel better" and the only time people make mention of a god is when someone dies, saying "they're in a better place now" when in most cases they're really not. They're in Hell because people like me didn't show them Christ. As politically incorrect as that may seem, it's pure truth. But you either honestly believe that they have gone to Heaven or only say it because you are trying to cope not knowing the true love of Christ Jesus.
Can anybody tell me if the July law passed on texting also applies to talking on the phone? I don't wanna get pulled over for that.
I need to put my new tags on my car, but I'm afraid I'll rip it and have to pay a bunch for a new one and not be able to drive my Jeep for a few weeks cuz of it. Or get pulled over for not having changed them yet.
I don't like to blog about sad stuff but it's a must sometimes.
I love you guys :]
Moral of this: Don't blame God for accidents like death, especially when you don't believe in him. That'll just piss me off. It's being irrational. Like this blog post maybe?
Monster Man, out~
