I got baptized today.
It was amazing to the fullest level of amazing. The other baptism candidates and I sat in front of the entire church. We sang. We were shaking from nervousness. We were cold. We read our testimonies. We took deep breathes. We then got nervous all over again. We tried not to think about the possibility of the microhphones falling into the water while we were getting baptized and electrocuting us. Okay, maybe that one was just me. My parents and my lovely best friend Kelsey were present, and I love them to no end. May God bless them abundantly with everything wonderful in life and may He also keep them in His arms. May He also bless everyone else in this entire world, and may He let everyone feel the love that He so abundantly gives.
This is going to be a short blog, I'm incredibly tired but also happy enough to tell you guys about my day. I'm a cornocopia of surprised. Well, sometimes. And I also most likely spelled that word wrong.
Just a wonderful verse to leave you with. Good night!,
I don't like parties. The people that usually attend smell like sweat and fruit punch that expired years ago. You get kneed in your stomach and accidently punched by flailing arms. There is always that one window that tends to get broken. Your friends are also either clinging to you for dear life so they won't get sucked into the void of house guests or they ditch you for someone else that they've seen. Headaches are usually involved with no aspirin in sight. Did I mention the guy running around yelling "Toga" at the top of his lungs? Well yeah, he's there too. And he also doesn't even know what a toga is. He's just yelling that because he just stuck his head in a washing machine while it was turned on. His friends dared him to, the water hadn't completely drained out of that head of his. A normal conversation can't be heard unless one yells at the top of their lungs and uses hand movements (hence the flailing) like a game of charade.
People tell me a lot that I need to get out of the house more and just "hang out," as they put it. And I do. I really do. I go for walks to my old high school, I sit in my backyard and stare at the sky, and I run errands. That's the extent to my outdoor adventures. Big events where lots of people are involved? Not a fan. I'm a quiet human being. I think more than I speak. Thankfully I haven't reached "monk" status though. I don't wear a robe all day and stand on my porch drinking coffee, then rinse and repeat. I'm also not a fan of cursing anymore and bad jokes, which is what a ton of people are into these days. Yes, I'm old fashioned and I'm honestly okay with that. I would rather take a walk in the park than head to a crammed theatre to see a movie that will most likely come out on DVD in a couple months anyway. I'm in the background of most things and that's okay. Being front and center isn't always everything. It's always the camera flashes and tacky decour that you always want to watch out for.
To everyone that shares the same traits as me, high five! No, we're not "loners." I hate that word with all of my being. Along with "stupid." I hate that word too. They should never be used, especially to describe someone. They're degrading and incredibly inappropriate. If you're quiet, right on! If you would rather read a book than go to a party, sweet! You're still an awesome person. Trust me, you most definitely are. God made you a wonderful individual with a different personality. Embrace that and don't let it ever make you upset. Also, you can poke your head out from out of the shadows every once in a while. There's nothing to be afraid of that either.
The following quote made me giggle. Mostly because I really am a hardcore debator when presented with the opportunity and it just fits perfectly. Hope it makes you smile.
I can win an argument on any topic, against any opponent. People know this, and steer clear of me at parties. Often, as a sign of their great respect, they don't even invite me. - Dave Barry
Don't hold your breathe,