Close to Midnight

Last night I was lying in bed, trying to sleep. I could hear my parents fighting in the kitchen. And all of a sudden, quite inexplicably, I found myself sobbing. Crying into my pillow, praying to God for them to stop. I wanted to sleep. I was crying out of utter and complete anger against my sister and her stupidity. I'm so sick of all that I have to endure in my household, and how I feel like there's no one who can help me, who will really listen. I don't even know what I'd say if they would.

I was begging for God to help me feel wanted and not alone. I didn't get a solid answer. But after awhile of tears and sorrow, I felt a little peaceful. I smiled. There can be no reward without a struggle, no victory without a fight.

Only, I'm a forgetful person.

Remember December

a new month. a new start.

but this time around, I'm not going to change. I know who I am and I've figured out how to live :) Thank you, God. You overwhelm me with your grace. And that full moon tonight? It's one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. Thank you for it. Thank you for today. I'm young and alive, with a whole world ahead of me. Thank you.

Rainbow in the Dark

This morning I heard exactly what I needed to hear. I was on the verge of tears, it was so perfect. A voice reminded me about patience and Jesus, and how He's got a plan. All of our plans will fail. Only His will accomplish its goal.

God knows what I need. He's the only one -- I have no idea how to solve any of my problems. So...it's okay to be scared to death. It's okay to be confused. I just have to have patience. Which is the hardest thing in the world. But it's okay. I can do it.

I CAN DO IT. He's gonna help me win. Oh my goodness, someday I'm gonna win. It just takes time. I just have to be patient. Patience, patience, patience.

You want so bad to fall
You wanna risk it all
But right now it's not your call

Lessons

I'm being reminded how boring facebook really is. The fad has passed. It's only good nowadays if you're actually having conversations with people. But it's so impersonal. I hate it. I wish the world were way different, and there were zero social networking sites. I wish people would at least call each other, instead of texting. All we do instead is pressing buttons on a number pad or keyboard. And a simple message can so easily become twisted.

I don't get why the world hasn't grown more intelligent yet. People like me are stuck conforming because a way of life only works in a society if more than one person is willing to change. Come on. Get over your laziness. Wouldn't you rather have an excuse to see people more often? Or at least hear a voice?

sincerely,
stephanie

Fred and George

Life can be incredibly exciting.

I love how my week is already full! It's a good full. I have things to do, rather than sit in front of my laptop, George, all day! That's funny, my guitar is named Fred...that wasn't purposeful.

Stephanie

Overrated

Boys are overrated. I don't understand how they keep getting into my head! It's like I need to just stay in my room all day and never go outside, or else one of them will ensnare me. But it'd be easier if they would just stop. Stop people, stop. Stop, Stephanie, stop.

Minimum Wage

I started work today. My first real job. Minimum wage. Some money will be taken out of my paycheck for social security.

It's kind of surreal. This opportunity came out of nowhere. I didn't truly appreciate it until today. Sorry I wasn't happy last night, mom and dad. I'm ready to work now. I would do anything to own my car, Marvel. And I will.

We live on front porches and swing life away.
We get by just fine here on minimum wage.

three stories

It's really depressing that I put all this hard into something, to help you, and you didn't acknowledge me or even thank me for it. Screw you.

--

I am so, unbelievably sad that I won't be spending as much time with my lovely cast members. Some of them are so different than the people I'm used to. And I love that. Change is good.

--

I didn't mess up. It makes me SO happy.

Makeover

Why is it so much easier to rail and complain about our struggles and our worries than it is to sit with a contented smile and love the world? Why can't we talk about wild, imaginative endeavors and write our life stories with wit and joy? Why are some people so boring?

Long ago, charming speech fell from the lips of royalty and peasant alike. Words were weaved together like poetry and prose. I'd speak the same way if I could, but nowadays I'd be met with rude and amused glances. Are not the streets as free for me as for you?

I'm sick of conformity. And the lack of propriety in our society. The world needs a makeover. But I'm not yet bold enough to wear my true personality on my sleeve. Baby steps. New hair, new clothes. But it's not good enough.

I want to sing loudly in the hallways of Poway High. I want to speak my mind. And I want the world to see me for who I am, and accept me. And I want to make new friends, broaden my life. And get closer to the ones I already have :)

Stephanie

Anti-Drug

I'm gonna switch something up. Watch for it.

And everything is ok now. Different. but okay. In fact, I'm very excited by all of it. So many things to learn and practice and love.

I've also realized that the only part of my day when I have nothing whatsoever on my mind (besides filming/editing) is during Digital Media. I love it. Movies and music are my anti-drugs.

Years Go By

well, 2009 has been a million times better than 2008.
and for that I am grateful.
it went by wayy too fast though. holy crap.

muchos gracias

I don't think it was very nice of Swan to end rehearsal at 4:30 today. Come on! I had already worked the whole staying-until-6:30 thing into my whole schedule.

Now I have to wait to meet my fate. zero distractions. a mistake waiting with open arms to give me a hug. or, more likely, a slap on the face.

love you too, life.

Documentary

I want to film my life. Starting now. All I have is a crappy camera...I need to save up for a better one...but I can't wait. I'm documenting today.

Stephanie

Please

God, please make everything better.

Peanut Butter Cup

It's chocolatey goodness on a peanut butter center.
And it makes everything better.

Life can be as simple and wonderful as candy.