Thursday, May 29, 2003

Ok my perm collasped on me.
My hair is way too stubborn to have anything done to it,
Maybe that speaks of my character as well.

Wednesday, May 28, 2003

I'm perming my hair tomorrow.
Wish me luck.

At some place called "Seah something"
Didn't even get the name right.

Dinner was great.
Something I really looked forward too, and really savoured.
The CG to
the Youth to
the worship thing to
Past relationships to
Canada to
the Press to
Friendship to
Service to
me to

...made me see so much more. Challenged what I held firm. Gave me a new perspective, one that has been carefully groomed from 7 years more. Engaged me, made me feel comfortable and engaging, worth something. Refreshed me mentally away from what I have been resting in for the past 3 years.

The funny thing about being uninvolved is that you see a lot. But it doesn't help you grow


Yes you're right.
Last night was a snapshot of what I should let myself have - many times over, in many different ways.
Last night, a little hole in me was filled.

Though I think you did more for me then I did for you.

Perhaps you would have no idea.

Thrid place, Sixth Storey
How would a christian theatre group be different from others?
Well Q, I think I'm going to find out soon. And I think I like it.
Engage me,
Challenge me,
Allow me to give.

Monday, May 26, 2003

I'm Sorry.

I'm sorry. I guess you're right.
I should have spoken first to you then to my tempestous rage.
Who's to say that he'd listen? or entertain you? You know that he's just likely to flyishly brush you off.
I know.
But it doesn't matter the disposition. Fact is, I didn't. My portion of decency left bereft.

I'm sorry, I guess I've always had immense respect for your ability as a leader that comes with higher expectations and a harder hit for me when things don't go as I am led to believe.
I'm sorry, I guess I've undersestimated your capacity as a person.

I've been beside myself with anger for the past 3 weeks.
Why didn't you tell me?

My self-rightousness kicked me in the face.
I think I needed this.

I'm sorry.
But in some way, I believe that we both shoulder the blame.

I'm sorry.
But I do not regret this.

Of course it's alright. Am I meant to demand otherwise?

Sometimes, I wish we could do away with courtesy.
It might help a bit with honesty.

Then again Hannah, you should know better then to trust your fantasies.

Sunday, May 25, 2003

Sue me.

I'm so angry.
I haven't been this frustrated and incredulous in my life.
I'd lose sleep if not for the medication.
How the hell did it end up this way?

It was just a bloody schedule

I cannot speak of it without burning.

Your brother