My audience is the world.

Today will be a short explosion of something that has been on my mind recently. I will continue the next time I am available.

I got my title from my English professor last semester at MSSU, Dr. Cliff Toliver. He may be one of the brightest men I have ever come to meet. One day while discussing writing papers he told the class who we will be writing to. He continued to say, "the world is your audience." This might be an insignificant phrase to you, but to me it means so much more than who I am writing a paper to. The world is my audience. This not only means m audience is the world in my writing but in all that I do. I never know who I influence with my actions, my writing, my art, and all that I say. When I say my art I use the term loosely for I do not share my art often or with many people. I hope that one day that I make art the means something to someone other than me. I want my art to make a difference in some one's life. I want to make a difference in some one's life. I want my audience, the world, to be changed. I want to be the change. I am not saying that I hope to become famous or rich, I would just like to have a small impact on the world around me.

more to come tomorrow. or soon.

Have a blessed night and day tomorrow!
km!
:)

I'm in college now. Right?

I know this is a crazy question, but I am in college, right? I find myself wondering this as I am dealing with a less than happy situation where some people cannot act their age. This must be my week to anger people with thing I cannot understand why they are a big deal. Sunday, I found myself having to watch a grown woman almost hit my car twice and myself once. Over a parking spot. Today, I found myself trying to be an adult and trying to resolve issues that apparently are too huge to put it in the past and move on in life. I am not trying to say that I am not in the wrong because it very likely is to be all me, but I can't figure out why others insist on failing to act the age she/he is. I am also not saying that everyone I have come to pass have done me wrong, or hurt me, because that is certainly not my motive. I am simply trying to comprehend the childish antics of those around me. It could be that I am being too sensitive in being frustrated with these things. I would just like to know which of the three it is.


I am very stressed this week, but I know that God will never give me more than I can handle. I would like to know how/why God thinks I can handle this much. At times I wish he would trust me with less. I know that is not the right attitude to have, that I should not complain, but I have to do things one at a time. I can't do everything this week. I am forever grateful for my small group, Devon, Kayla, and Kevin(in no particular order), for they never fail to put a smile on my face. Kevin does an exceptional job at this. He has a way to make me smile when I don't want to. Of course Kayla and Devon always know a joke, or memory to tell me to make me laugh. The three of them support me and listen to my venting and rambling. I love them all very much for that! My small group always supports me and prays for me. They all are another backbone for me when I am getting weak. (not to say that no one else is)

It is late and I am tired, I have two mid-terms tomorrow, and not to mention work. Thanks for reading! :)

Have a goodnight all,
km!:)

The seventh day of March, the first post of my blog.

March 7, 2010

Well, this is the first blog I have done in a long time and must say I am stoked about it. Writing is such a great escape and easy way to express so many things. I have to admit that I am scared that I will not be able to write everyday, due to an insane schedule but I will try my hardest to keep up.


First off, I suppose I will introduce myself for those of who don't know me. I am girl who just so happens to love a boy. Well, a few boys. Jesus, for so many reasons, dying for me is a major factor as to why I love him so. My dad, for many reasons also, he is my father. Although he makes me mad sometimes he is still the best daddy a girl could ask for. I love Otis, he is my dog, and in a way my best friend. (cheesy, silly and weird? yes, I know.) Last but certainly not least, I love the wonderful boyfriend of mine, Kevin, there are many reasons for me to love him too. He is one of my best friends and I hate being away from him. He suits my dorky-ness very well. He's incredible. :) I have the best friends in the world. I would do anything for them. Kayla is my best sister friend. She has been my sister since I was born and my best friend since about 8th grade when we stopped the sibling fights and hatred. I think this information will suffice for today.


I am sorry to say that will have to conclude my entry for today, I might continue on tonight, but right now I have to get ready for church! I love my church, Northbridge. It is wonderful, full of love and passion for Christ and others.




Thanks for reading and until next time,
have a blessed day!
km!
:)