CRABBINESS

I'm back! I have so much to say, but I'm too tired and crabby to type everything out. VERY short version:

1. Fun
2. Terrible crew
3. Matt in crew
4. Matt is hilarious
5. Moose
6. Not homesick
7. Horrible Red Shirt Staff
8. Overall yay
9. Lizzy not bad
10. Music
11. Emotional night
12. Lame contest
13. Rude youth group
14. Obnoxious-beyond-all-compare person
15. Retarded-beyond-all-compare person.

Crabby. Tired. Had fun. Won't type all now. Probably will forget everything. Oh well. Deal with it. Bye.

Where I Belong...Anywhere?

Okay, I know I already blogged once to day with "deep" thoughts, but I have more to say, and it's sort of tied to the "fitting in" thing I was talking about in the last post.

This sounds really crazy, but sometimes I don't feel like I belong at all. Like, anywhere. I'm so weird and different from everyone, it almost seems like I wasn't made for here. I'm not saying I'm special or something, just weird. Whenever I hear songs about being home or where you belong, I always get this longing for MY place. Somewhere that I can say "This is where I belong." I don't have that anywhere. I love my friends and they accept me, but I still don't feel like I'm home all the time. It's weird.

*in announcer voice* This post inspired by...

"Home" by Switchfoot. Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N0ykm1v9xbU (This song is also PERFECT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for my book "The Mirror". So, if you actually click the link and listen to it, keep in mind that it's kind of what my book is about, too :)

and

"Country Roads" by I have no idea. But here's the hilarious chipmunk version that I love :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYH_R6bx9-w&feature=channel_page