Writing.

I'm taking a break from my novel. And everytime I think about taking a break from it I want to go back and write more. But I find that Lana and Peter need a break from my mind...or I need a break from theirs... So I've started a new book. A very interesting book, if I do say so myself. I recently read "he's just not that into you" and I was inspired to write a dating book. I actually started one in 10th grade...you know, before I had my first boyfriend. I started it in my English Notebook which got thrown out accidentally at the beginning of the next year by the teacher who took over that classroom. So, in memorial, the first part of this new book is going to have that title: "Confessions of A Boy-Crazy Christian Girl." basically what it is, is little stories about the guys I had crushes on when I was younger. I know, I know, but it really has a point; it's just not shallow fun little stories. Oh, what's that? The point, you ask? Don't Settle. "Never settle for something less than your best." "Better to have loved and lost than to be married to a psycho all your life." That type of point. And boy, some of the stuff is gonna be...well. If you're interested in the background story/reading as I write, let me know. It's fun to remember all the silly things that made me laugh when I was in high school...my first kiss, first date with a guy who had a car...Ha. I'm on this three year cycle of relationships...it's strange. Hopefully it slows down soon, or just becomes a relationship that doesn't end badly....now I'm rambling. Hm. There will be three parts to the book. I haven't really thought about names for parts 2 and 3 yet. Something about Lessons Learned and Moving On. yeah. that sounds good. You've just witnessed Part-Naming!
Ok, now I'm getting delusional, so time to stop. Check out my pick for New Song Of The Week: Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop
It's by Landon Pigg, and was featured on an ATT commercial. I love it.
Until next time, Peace, Love, and Stars,
--Starleisha G.

I've never considered myself to have low self-esteem. Heck, I'm the first to tell you that I'm cocky. I mean, I'm humble, but cocky...if that makes sense. Also, when people have bad attitudes, they rub off on me very easily, but I always try to stay positive. But you know, there are certain things that people say that can get me down. For example, a few weeks ago one of my good friends was questioning my choice of becoming a theater major/actress because I won't have a good job after I graduate. I'm fully aware that contracts aren't going to be thrown at me, but did she need to make it such a big deal in front of other people? Just because she knows she's going to fall into a career doesn't give her the right to judge my choices. This is what I'm passionate about...it's what I do, and I know it's not going to be easy, and I'm willing to work as hard as I can to make my dreams come true.
And another thing!! Today, I was at work and my boss was in SUCH A FREAKING BAD MOOD! She apologized, which was fine, but it was very frustrating working with her. I was tired and not feeling 100% (hellooooo, dehydration), and she was making thinking such a big chore. Long story short, we were moving furniture...heavy furniture...as in, a TV cabinet with the TV and Stereo still in it....into another room...through a really small door. Not good. as in......TERRIBLE! What 21 year old GIRL should have to move something that heavy? Yes, that might sound sexist, but I prefer the term COMMON SENSE. If something is that heavy, I firmly believe a man should be involved in moving it. Not only is it gentlemanly for him to offer help, but he's a lot stronger than little ol' me. So we're moving this couch, right? (it wasn't as heavy, just awkward.) And I got it through the kitchen door, but had to move another piece that was in the way. So I'm pushing, legit as hard as I could, and my boss looks me straight in the eye and says "You're weak, Starleisha." And all I could do was explain to her that all my strength is in my legs. And I was so down about it for the rest of the day. I came home in a super bad mood, and just couldn't shake this feeling of upset-ness. I told my mom what happened and just started to cry. I guess I was just worn out.
I don't really have a lesson to be had here....so this blog is going to have an abrupt and somewhat awkward ending.
--Starleisha G.

Books!

My books came today. I'm really excited. The problem is, though, I don't know which one to read first. I think I've just decided to read "Act Like a Lady, Think Like a Man" by Steve Harvey. And then I'll read "he's just not that into you." I'm curious to see how these two books compare or contrast with each other. I'm going to write things down while I'm reading so I can relay it all to you later!
I also got an interesting book of poetry written by a local author. I mean, I'm not good at analyzing poetry, but I like it. The book is solid writing, and very deep...it makes me think...probably too much ;-)

Well. I'm anxious to get started, so until later
Peace, Love, and Stars
--Starleisha G.

Communion, Rain, and Picnics

Today in church, we had communion. It seems like it's always a solemn ritual...which, I suppose it's meant to be that way, but at the same time, shouldn't we rejoice that God is gracious enough to forgive our sins? I'm thinking about this as I'm receiving a piece of bread. I then dipped it in the juice and popped it in my mouth...half of it was still sticking out. It was everything I had to keep from giggling out loud. I thought "It's incredibly hard to take communion gracefully with a piece baguette." And then I thought "new blog topic!" So there's my thoughts on that.

It's been raining a lot here lately. Every time it starts, I think it will never end. But we need it, and I can't wait to have sweet corn! We're getting 15 dozen tomorrow morning. I don't like "doing" corn as we call it. Husking, de-silking, cooking, scraping, bagging, freezing. Just....no fun really. But, the end result is always yummy!! It's supposed to rain this week, but I'll be holed up in the Bakery, so that will be exciting.

I went on a picnic with Joe today. We went up to Cowan's Gap and ate at a picnic table overlooking the poop-infested lake. (Classy, I know.) We then played frisbee until we couldn't stand the bugs anymore. As he put it, he rescued me from the bugs. I let him think he was my hero. ;-) Picnics are just so fun and casual. No one to tell us when to be home by, what to do, no one but each other to visit with. I think it's a great atmosphere for lots of things. So hopefully more picnics will come my way!

Well, It's been a long day so I'm headed to bed. Until next time,
Peace, Love, and Stars
-Starleisha G.