I was spoiled yesterday.

I had a great day yesterday, thanks to some amazing people in my life.

Church was wonderful, I'm very glad I went. I attended with my friend and his girlfriend - she hasn't been to church in 5 years! Praise God for that. I am very interested to see how God leads them in their faith together. It was good news to hear that they are attending a college and career group to discover where God wants them in the world. Please pray with me for them in their new relationship :)

After church, I ate lunch - small victory in itself! - and then went over to a Jenessa's place for the afternoon. Her and Tony have been so very instrumental in my life lately, so supportive and loving and compassionate. Just really restoring my faith in people. Plus they have a suuuuuper cute baby. Gotta love babies that make you want to have babies :)

So after hoarding Jenessa forEVER ... okay, not QUITE forever, but a very long time, anyways. Two until, what, ten? Surprised they don't kick me out, but in the end we're all like, 'well, I guess we should go our separate ways now ...' Those are the best friends to spend time with. The ones that make you forget what time it is and how long you've been with them.

Then, coming home to the apartment was so nice. There was some unexpected company waiting for me in the form of Tylerr and Paul. And after fighting with Paul on the food front, Cori and I eventually gave in and let him buy us foods. But that battle isn't over yet, though.

So all in all, aside from the fact that my feet were killing me for the first half of the day - thank you Tony for alleviating that! - I had a good day. No, I had a great day. And I'm hoping to have a few more this week :)

I am starting to realize who my real friends are, who are the ones that care, and who are the ones that don't want me in their lives, no matter how much they say they do. I mean, in the end, you can tell me you want me there, you miss me, you need me in your life, but if you don't prove it? I'm gone. I'm not being a bitch, I'm not trying to hurt anyone's feelings, but anyone who says they care should show it. And to be honest, it's not hard to show me you care. I'm a sucker for the little things - hugs, spontaneous floor picnics, foot rubs. I'm a sucker for flowers, too. Not even like, a whole bouquet even. One time, I'd had a fight with my then boyfriend, and he brought me a rose at work. It wasn't an expensive gift, a few dollars, really, but it was thoughtful. I miss that thoughtfulness behind gifts. Too bad I've only gotten flowers half a dozen times in my life :P

'You know what I hate? People who don't get hints.' Ah man, I just remembered that. And it DOES irritate me. I choose my words very carefully (most times). So when I carefully select a word to use, and the intention is missed? Very frustrating. That's why I sometimes can't believe I've spent as much time around some people in my life as I have. I'm all about words. Just fyi.

Oooookay, this entry's getting stupid long. Friday and Saturday were nights of extreme discomfort for me, and being dragged out of my comfort zone, but I loved every second of it. I'm becoming new. Stick with me, I'll let you know how it goes :)

P.S. Lie of the day today is: 'If someone is hurting I feel obligated to help them out, or at least comfort them in someway.'

xme