"What we do comes out of who we believe we are." -Rob Bell

My name is Leslie, and I:

*Am full of fears that not even I understand. I am creative but not talented, and that breaks my heart because above all else I want to be able to create things. I get mad easily, but I also get over it very fast. I'm extremely forgiving and don't hold grudges after, either forgive and forget or don't forgive. I've only had three boyfriends and all three have been long term relationships, I don't play around when it comes to love. I've never cheated on someone, but have been cheated on. I was hit by a guy I 'dated' when I was a teen and it's caused me to be very guarded, I don't trust people very easily but once gained it's hard to lose. Because I've been cheated on so much I wonder if I'm enough to make a man happy or if I'm doomed to always fall short. I'm self concious and have been anorexia in the past, and I'm scared to death I'll end up back in that place. I love romantic guys when it's how they are, I hate when people pretend to be something they aren't. My favorite things in life are silly... the feeling of the cold water as I swim, the smell of rain after a big storm. I like to travel and go on road trips because I'm away from everyone and everything and I'm completely free to be whoever I want without limitations and I don't feel that when I'm living my normal life. I want to get married and have children and I have no fear of taking that step, I fear more marrying someone who is doing it because its what your supposed to do. I don't think I can have kids of my own, but am very thankful God gave me a heart that wants to adopt. I want to change the world and make a difference, I would leave for Africa tomorrow if I had the chance to work there. I want to be the change I wish to see in the world. I love change in my life, but fear what it will bring. I'm trusting of God's plan but always seem to think mines better. I'm a "good girl" who finds it annoying that that is a bad thing nowadays. I hate writting blogs about myself because I feel like it makes me seem full of myself, which is weird because that's what a blog is. I have an amazing relationship with God and want to make it even stronger. I want to be a better person, do better things and be in a better place. I want my life to be a fairy tale even though it's cliche. I'm obnoxious and loud when I want to be or extremely shy and reserved when I don't. I'm a lover of people and get along with everyone, but once you hurt me and lose my trust it takes a long time to earn back. I'm searching for a man I can spend my life with, I don't sleep around or date a lot. I hate clingy and jealous guys, they drive me crazy. I've never been with someone who actually seemed to care about me, so I tend to not expect much when I am dating someone..

Uhm.. I'm out of things to say. I hate writing about me....

"By your inflection, I can tell that you think what you're saying is funny, but...no."

Fall Festival.

On Friday we will:

Make decorations. Hang sheets from the walls to cover the posters and curriculum. Hang decorations on the sheets. Move centers to hidden locations to transform the classrooms into Egypt, A pirate ship, A haunted house, A sports room and an autopsy room.


Saturday we will:

Show up are work at 330. Finish putting up decorations and be dressed and prettyful in our costumes. Work the festival for two hours or whatever.. and then after... tear EVERYTHING DOWN AND CLEAN AND PUT EVERYTHING BACK............. which means I work late Friday and Saturday... all for two hours of fun that I won't be having. Seriously. Who thought this up?
I love my job. Really I do. But I really only have Sunday off this week. So I will have worked 11 days straight with one day off as of next Friday. I BETTER get some awesome overtime for this.
There people better be glad I love kids.



Also, a little rant on parenting. Don't suck at it. Okay?
Seriously. I know parents who stress out over having one three year old for four hours in the evening and freak out over what they will do with them... I have your kid... plus 14 others in my class for TEN hours a day.. by myself. If you can't get your kid to pick up his sippy cup off the floor when you leave... but I can get all 15 to clean up after centers and sit on the carpet QUIETLY for 30 minutes while I read stories, its you. Not them. Don't yell at your children. Don't beat them. Stop sucking at life you are only screwing up things worse. Be better at your job. And to those parents that rock. Thank you. I'm assigning you a buddy and you will teach them all you know. Thanks.

Better late than never!

I've noticed I haven't written in like... three months. Probably because there has been nothing to write about. I do lead a rather boring life and nothing really ever happens...

Caitlyn and I went on our amazing trip to Houston/Galveston and saw Greenday in concert... completing number 16 on my bucket list. Go. Me.

Jason and I don't speak anymore and neither does him and his family. It's for the best right now. He really needs to get his life in order and I really don't need him IN my life. So that's a plus.

Things at work are great. I'm officially in the 3's class now, so I'm back working with my old age group which is fantastic.

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"Do the Mario! Swing your arms from side to side. Come on, it's time to go. Do the Mario!"

I'm spending the evening at my exes house watching movies and being stupid. It's pretty much amazing. I'm writing about Megan and she doesn't know. I'm waiting for her to read over my shoulder and giggle... wait for it... wait for it... wait for it... realization has hit. And she hit me. I win.


We are watching the old school Mario Bros animated cartoons... it's crazy how much I used to LOVE this show. It's awful. It has been ruined for me for forever. I shouldn't have watched it again. lol.

Jason is playing WOW. Is there surprise in that? I think not :eyeroll:

I'm trying really hard to let things not worry or stress me out and take things in stride. I'm trying very hard to be a Mary and not have Martha Syndrome. Why is waiting so hard for me? I'm normally a very patient person, but as I'm growing in Christ I find I want more and more instant gratification. I want everything to happen now. I don't want to wait, my timing is best because my timing is NOW. I hate that about me. Mental note to work on that...

Jason just screamed something about an eggplant dolphin. He's going mad.

Megan is a funny girl. She is exactly like me when I was a teenager. She likes anime, reads manga (I read comis cause I'm awesome), kind of a tomboy but in the coolest of ways... not the creepy girl tomboys who try to be LIKE a boy. She is loud and obnoxious, and I still am. It's fantastic. I'm just glad she isn't exactly like I was.

Meow.

3 Big Choices In Your Life

"Name three big decisions you have made in your life, why you made them and why you chose to or not to follow them through"


There are so many small things in my life I chose to do or not do that have effected my life in HUGE ways.. it's really hard to narrow it down to three. But here goes...


1. Number one is easy, it's the answer I have seen everyone give and that was giving my life to Christ. I was 15 when I was saved and it was at youth convention.. thing.. called Crash in April of 2001.



2. I was in a Discipleship class when I was 17 with my youth minister. It was a very small in depth bible study with just the youth leaders in the youth group. One night we were discussing how we set examples for the middle school kids who will be coming up into the youth and the youth senior high youth who someday would want to be youth leaders.

"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity."

We made lots of commitments during the course of our classes but my biggest one was in purity. I promised myself, my God and my future husband I would stay a virgin until I get married and I have kept that promise and I plan on keeping it until my wedding day.



3. The third is my newest one... I recently visited my dad and Stephanie. It was probably the hardest thing I have had to do in a VERY long time.. but I did it. Thankfully my brother was with me and he keeps me so strong. It's the first time I have seen him since my birthday in January. And the first time I have seen Stephanie in... years. I still can't find it in me to forgive or forget.. and I'm not really sure if I ever will. But a first step is a step... right?

A Dear John.. to myself.

This last week I have been struggling a lot. Not with my walk, or with work, family or friends. But with myself. I'm annoyed at myself for being me. I've been roommates with myself for so long I think it's finally starting to get to me. I officially can't live or hang out with myself for a while. It's not going to be easy, but I think we need to take a break. It's the best for both of us.
I can't answer if we will ever be the same again.. I hope we may find common ground and someday become friends.. we were close after all. I'll be praying for us. But I'm putting God in control of it. If God says that she has to go.. then she will. It will be hard but I know it's for the best. I know I can move forward without her. She was getting annoying anyway. All the doubt, the selfishness, the fears and self hate. I just couldn't deal anymore. I know that many of you loved us together, but I promise I am still me without her. I'm still the same person, even if I'm changed. I hope you will all understand and grow with me. If you find me too different without her, you can follow her.. but I honestly pray I'm completely different and new. I pray I'm a better person. I pray for God to change me completely according to His will. I'm His to mold and shape. I'm sorry if this didn't fit into your Summer plans, but it had to happen.

Thank you for your time.

I think it's funny that I spend just as much time with Jason's family as I dd while we were dating. I'm still over there almost every weekend either hanging with his little sisters, shopping with his mom, helping his dad fix up his car or watching movies with Jason. It's like nothing has changed yet at the same time everything has changed. I'm so thankful that when we decided to break up it wasn't this HUGE argument that led to us hating each other or resenting each other for wasting the others time. It was a conversation where I spoke my mind, and he spoke his and in the end we both decided it was best for us.. and it was never awkward going from a three year relationship to being best friends because we were already best friends. His mom still calls me her daughter, even though I never really will be. His sisters still call me their sister. It's awesome to still feel so connected even after everything. I'm so thankful for it.

I hate the fact that I have to start dating. I hate dating with a passion.