Nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be so hard

2012-02-17T20:18:00.000-08:00

Sanity- the state of being sane; soundness of mind

Welcome, the extremely stressed out college girl welcomes you! I doubt anyone's going to read this post anyway. So here I am, the girl who went to college at 16, screwed up her first semester. Her punishment? Imprisonment, or "imprisonment" in her brother's house. If I really had to be all pessimistic about this whole "holding me hostage" thing, the only crime this seems to have is verbal abuse. It's like a nail, drilled into pieces of teak. Only drilling can hold them together. Its like sand-papering the pieces of teak, making it smooth enough to be used. Only the workman should decide what this valuable piece of material should be made into, only he knows how much it can take.

Why then is this nail, making the decisions? Stop. PLEASE STOP. drilling holds me together. but when it is over-drilled, I would be destroyed. Why don't we let this workman do what he thinks is right? Why do you still try so hard to be stuck in your ways? You may think you're fixing it right. But even if you think you're right and even if you eventually succeed in fixing these pieces of wood together to make a seemingly magnificent piece of furniture.

What if they don't go together, what's mean't to be, would be mean't to be. What if we start using this grand piece of furniture and then it crumbles due to it's incompatibility.

Let's start thinking about what the workman wants to do with the things he created. Stop and listen.

Seeds, they grow

Nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be so hard