Wedding Klingon Style

A Knight comes in all forms

My past is trying to invade my life. The life I have worked hard to make my own. To make it a happy and good life. I know I don't have to make up my mind right away. Plus The Boy has things under control.

Everyone deserves their own version of The Boy.

Good Morning

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. (Corinthians 13:4-8)

I've been up for about half an hour. Having a lazy Sunday morning, while listening to the rain.

I wish I could fast forward through the next two weeks. I have regular classes until Thursday, then Friday is my first exam. I'm never over confident when it comes to exams, but I do have two classes that I wonder if I will pass. I'm desperately hoping that I do. At this point I'm just tired of school. The travel time, the crazies, and the strength it takes to do it on a daily basis. Especially when my patience for people is at an all time low lately.

But I know I can and must carry on. That I must ignore that voice telling me to stay in bed and hide from the world. When I get to this point I always listen to the louder voice. The voice of my loved ones cheering me on and giving me that little kick to get out of bed and to finish what I've started.