Wishing old Wishes.

Hey baby, is that you
Wow, your hair got so long
Yeah, yeah I love it, I really do
“Norma Jean,” ain’t that the song we’d sing
In the car driving downtown
Top down, making the rounds
Checking out the bands on Doheny Avenue

Yeah, life throws you curves
But you learned to swerve
Me, I swung and I missed
And the next thing you know, I’m reminiscing
Dreaming old dreams
Wishing old wishes
Like you would be back again


I wake up in teardrops that fall down like rain
I put on that old song we danced to and then
I head off to my job, guess not much has changed
Punch the clock, head for home, check the phone just in case
Go to bed, dream of you
That’s what I’m doing these days
Yeah, that’s what I’m doing



I never liked country music too much. But Rascal Flatts can portray an emotion more fully than any band I know.

Sometimes I feel as if the best times have past by. Like I want to go back to that moment, turn on that old song we danced to again. But, now I've learned it's not that easy, in fact frankly-- it's wrong. and I'm moving on.

But sometimes, I see something and instantly I'm reminded of him-- or it literally is about him. Like meeting his neighbor in my college class of 150? Or how about the fact that I am AT the American Idol finale and I think about him because of the fact that Jason Castro acts EXACTLY like he would. It's weird, but at the same time-- most times I'm really happy and enjoying life,

BAM something happens... and it hurts, a lot. I have so many dreams and wishes developing but that past, unfortunate past always comes back, sometimes to overshadow the good. Sometimes I regret it-- but I'm learning what God wants to teach me through it, and what's right in His will.

That sometimes just kills it. And the next time he sees me, I hope he loves how long my hair got and feels this song for me.

results of static cling...

If I could summarize my Freshman year of college- it would be through this song.

Calm down, deep breaths. And get yourself dressed
Instead of running around. And pulling on your threads
And breaking yourself up

If it's a broken part, replace it
If it's a broken arm, then brace it
If it's a broken heart, then face it

And hold your own, know your name
And go your own way.
Hold your own, know your name
And go your own way.

And everything, will be fine.

All the details in the fabric
All the things that make you panic
All your thoughts, results of static cling

All the things that make you blow
Ain't no reason, go on and scream
If you're shocked,It's just the fault of faulty manufacturing
Everything, will be fine
Everything, in time
Everything...


All in all, this year has been such a growing experience for me. It's been a time for me to really discover "my own name" and "go my own way". And I am so thankful to God for that. I need to keep striving for God's will in becoming the woman he has planned for me to be. To face the broken things in my life, move on-- turn them to Him.
And live in every moment that I believe to be in His will.

That's the real way to live. Knowing everything will be fine, in time.

His time.