I'm a little more than useless.

I think I should try something new with my life. It's called simplicity.

Simplicity- The property, condition, or quality of being simple.
Simple- Free from complexity or difficulty.

Sounds fabulous, doesn't it? It's definetly something I'm going to look into. My day yesterday was fabulous at point, and at other points it was somewhat unpleasant. However, if you average it out, I had a good day. Today has gone well so far. I've done quite a bit of painting. I am in a fairly happy mood. I have youth tonight. I am looking forward to that. I think I'm going to bring along a pen and paper and attempt to collect some e-mail addresses, so I can stay in contact with these new friends when I return home. From the sounds of things, that will be soon. For the last couple of days, my numb spells have lasted three hours or less. I'm throwing up less and less. Do you know what all of this means? I'm getting better! Huzzah! Oo. I've recently discovered a fantasmic saying from none other than Kim Possible. *sings Kim Possible theme song* She frequently uses the phrase, "...so not the drama." This is very similar to my frequently used, "No worries." I hope to somehow swing back and forth between them, as to not overuse my phrasings. I don't know about you, but I've had enough of my ramblings. Here's a bit more of my story.




Candi pinned her hair up sloppily, knowing that it would have to be redone before her trip to town. She grabbed a small black bag from underneath her bed. She placed inside a little yellow notebook and pencil, in hopes of taking notes. She also packed the camera that her father’s sister had sent her for her birthday. Candi’s father always told her that she’d inherited her adventurous tendencies from her aunt.

Candi zipped her bag tightly. As she turned around, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She looked almost identical to her mother. But her mother’s beauty had faded slightly, along with her love and compassion. Candi sighed. She remembered her mom singing her to sleep when she was young, her long black locks perfectly accenting her face. She was very beautiful. Candi was proud to look the same.

“Wheeee!” hollered a voice from outside Candi’s bedroom door. Candi shook her head in disapproval and began rubbing her temples with her fingers. She had grown somewhat accustomed to her brother’s random shrieks, but the stress of that day made it particularly hard to deal with. Her desire for adventure did not excuse her from being nervous about the trip.

“Robert, please quiet down. I’m trying to get ready for my trip,” patiently requested Candi. It was a rare occasion when Candi actually expressed her feelings. She simply wasn’t brought up that way. Outbursts and other such foolishness was unacceptable from a young lady.

Candi trudged her way to the door and walked sluggishly into the hallway. There she met her father and greeted him sweetly with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. “Good morning, Daddy,” she chirped. She was doing her best to keep her father’s spirits up, in hopes that he’d let her go exploring.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” replied her father. Candi’s father had a deep, intimidating voice. This surprised most people, since he was a rather short and plump fellow. By the looks of him, you would never match the voice. His name was Stanley, but everyone called him Stan. His short brown hair was perfectly parted and complimented by his neat goatee.

“Stan, is Candi up yet?” inquired Candi’s mother from the kitchen. She had such a pleasant voice. Candi felt her stomach grumble. She wondered what her mom had prepared for breakfast that morning. She crossed her fingers, wishing to herself for pancakes. “Come now, breakfast will be getting cold soon,” called the voice once more.



... the plot is coming along slowly. This story may end up being a bit longer than I'd planned. *shrugs* Oh well. That's just about all I have to say. I will leave you with a fun fact. President Benjamin Harrison's son kept a pet goat named Whiskers in the White House. :-) God bless you. Goodbye for now.