Chapter 10

Chapter 10

The Ambulance Chronicles
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:: Saturday, November 02, 2002 ::

So what did I do on my two week vacation from the computer? Well, I watched more tv, played more video games, and played my guitar a lot more. But for some odd reason it seems as though I praised God less. Don't ask why, I don't know. I guess I'm an idiot. That feeling comes to me a lot. More like constantly. Because I am. Horribly. Oh the insanity.

School. Still boring, yet mysterically took a twist for the worse and became challenging. School is challenging? Yep, last week it was. Big lab in chemistry that tested my smartness, more like my protection from David when he lit the bunsen burner... And I'm learning things in pre-calculus. Woopie. Yeah, school is pretty much the same. Just Junior year trials kickin in. You know, Tif always told me that freshman was the hardest for her. Then sophomore year, then junior year, then senior year was easy and laid back. My freshman year, easy. Sophomore, easy. Junior (so far), easy. So does that mean my senior year is going to be hard? Yep. Most likely. Yay seniors...

My friendships have seemed to fall apart lately. I don't talk to Kristen much, don't talk to Brittainy at all, and Zach is an every now and then kinda guy. Why? Noone knows. It happens. I still hang with the youth group, but they seem distant from me. Maybe I'm isolating myself, but I don't know how, or why. The youth, the church, all seem on an island and I'm on a boat, floating away. Horriblness. Worse of all, God is on that island. Well, maybe a separate island, but you get my point. And that's what hurts. Why am I drifting? Why aren't I on dry land with them? Maybe I'm just being overspeculative. I tend to do that a lot. I'll figure something out. Hopefully.

God is good. All the time.

:: Ben 11:23 PM [+] ::
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