i've entertained thoughts of deleting my xanga, but i just can't bring myself to do it. there's too much on here i want to keep, and this is the best way to do it. a lot of my old posts were actually quite intelligent, all things considered.

i suppose maybe it's kind of selfish of me to hold onto my xanga when i don't plan on really using it...maybe there's some girl out there who wants this xanga name, but i'm holding onto it for my own selfish reasons. but i'm going to try to not let that bother me. this way i know my old xanga will be there, just chillin' out in cyberspace, with all these thoughts of mine on it, and i can go back and read them again if i want. interesting stuff.

so my xanga, i shall leave you here, to mold over in cyberspace, but i will not, nay, cannot, delete you. not yet anyway.

i'm so annoyed with myself right now. i HATE the way that i'm feeling, but i can't just make myself stop feeling that way. how lame am i?

so yea, homecoming was last night. i kind of forgot how much i dislike school dances until i got there. then it came rushing back quite quickly.

thank goodness for my lovely sophomore friends, who let me attempt to dance with them...

boys are so dumb. we should get rid of them. i think the world (or at least high school) would be better off without them. there's a few that can stay, but only about 5 or so. (maybe 10 on a good day.) the rest need to go.

college will be better, right?

why am i so lame? why can't i stop feeling sorry for myself and being such a total ninny? argh...

i wish i could be little again. 3 or 4 would be nice. i could play with dolls and play dress-up and not have to go to school yet and not worry about the future or anything complicated...only about my dollies being sick or losing my favorite plastic necklace. it would be way better. if only life worked like that...

my, i am being quite the downer today, aren't i?

job 11:13-18

"yet if you devote your heart to him 
and stretch out your hands to him,

if you put away the sin that is in your hand 
and allow no evil to dwell in your tent,

then you will lift up your face without shame; 
you will stand firm and without fear.

 you will surely forget your trouble, 
recalling it only as waters gone by.

life will be brighter than noonday, 
and darkness will become like morning.

you will be secure, because there is hope; 
you will look about you and take your rest in safety."

why have i never heard of those verses before? they're awesome! i need to go highlight them in my bible RIGHT NOW, so i must go. adios.

~brianna!~

if you're a very faithful reader of my xanga, you might recall that i've used this verse before. (november 3, to be exact.) but i really think it's worth the repeat, and this time i'm using it from the message remix, which i got for christmas and am enjoying immensely.

romans 9:20-23ish (the message doesn't have exact verses) "who in the world do you think you are to second-guess God? do you for one moment suppose any of us knows enough to call God into question? clay doesn't talk back to the fingers that mold it, saying, "why did you shape me like this?" isn't it obvious that a potter has a perfect right to shape one lump of clay into a vase for holding flowers and another into a pot for cooking beans? if God needs one style of pottery especially designed to show his angry displeasure and another style carefully crafted to show his glorious goodness, isn't that all right?"

i love those verses. who am i to question the way God made me? he knows what he's doing waaaaay better than i do! i have no right to question why God made me the way he did. he made me the way he did because he wanted to, and that's the way it is. end of story.

i think i'm going to go have some ice cream now.

adios!

~brianna!~