I got some things on my mind, and I'd like to get them off.
So, people don't like the truth. Go figure right! You would think that I would get that. You would think that I wouldn't speak the truth. But I can't. I can't not speak the truth. And when some one has lied to me, I can't stand it. I don't appriciate being lied to. I also don't appriciate peeople not owning up to their lies. If you are called out on it, just apologize and don't do it again. But people, once again, are not adult enough to own up to their lies. For me, when people have lied once, I'm afraid they'll do it again. Once your word has been lost to me, it takes a long, long time to gain that trust back. And lieing...that's something you do when you're little and you don't know any better, and then you learn. Apparently, some people never learn, so they continue to lie. Does this drive anyone else completly bonkers? I refuse to back donw from this. I know that I was lied to. I know I called that person out, and that person continued to lie. So I'm done.

I was also thinking about the way my art tranfers itself into all aspects of my life. Such as, my make up. I like to wear make-up, not to feel pretty (I know I'm beautiful) but to play with. I like colors, I like mixing them and showing them other people. I use this alot when it comes to my eye shadow. It's fun. I mix colors like, green and yellow, red and yellow, blue and yellow, purple and green, white and just about anything. I find ways to make my eyes look HUGE and ways to make my eyes look small. It's lots of fun. It really is. I highly suggest it.

I went to church this morning. I love going to church. I don't go because of my parents, or to see my friends. I go because I want to. And today, I was moved to tears by the songs that we sang in worship. Have you ever heard, "He Loves Us" by David Crowder Band? If not, I highly suggest looking it up on youtube and having a listen. "He is jealous for me/ Loves like a hurricane, I am the tree/ Bending beneath the weight of his grace and mercy" For me, this song is more than just the notes and music. It's the imagry that I see in it. Love so great and wonderful that invades every part of my life, just like a hurricane. I also think of the force that a hurricane has. It's powerful and mighty and has the possibility of being absolutly terrifying. It hurts sometimes, it can destry, but once you get to the eye of that storm...you are in calm, and peace. I love it.

A New Start

I started a blog. Whoah, no way! Except that I did.
I now have a place to share my thoughts. Some days, they might be weird, some days they might be mad, and other days they might make absolutly no sense.
Alot of my thoughts have to do with art. I am an artist. I love it. I love art, I love to create and show. I like to teach and show people how to do things, so that they might have something for themselves. It's more than passion, it's my life. I love it.
There might be some nights when I just need to put my thougths out of my head. Those are the nights when I might sound angry, or crazy. But no matter the emotion that I feel, it usually passes. Because it's only emotion. Let's be honest.

Today we should discuss Wife Swap. Because quite honestly, I am obsessed with this show. I like to see the woman switch lives wiht some one that they don't even know. They have to live my the other woman's rules, and then they have the chance to change the rules. It's interesting to see what happens. I think sometimes they set things up so that the women who swap lives are completly opposite. Say...an athesist and a devote Christian. Those make for some truly interesting shows. I'm addicted. I am.
Anyone else out there addicted to Wife Swap? I'd like to think I'm not the only one.