"You have stolen my heart..." The first line in the song. It's true, someone stole my heart... and then walked away with it. Occasionally  he likes to come back and dangle it in my face to remind me that he still has it. I'm working on getting it back though. After three years, I think it's about that time =p I feel like I'm making progress... at least I hope so.

I wish I could easily accept God's forgiveness. What He has forgotten, I've allowed to hang over my head. Sure, guilt is good... but God only intended it to bring us back to Him. He doesn't forgive so we can just go on acting like He never actually forgave us. Ugh...

I have class tomorrow morning and I can't sleep =/ It's because I slept until like two this afternoon. For some reason I think moving really stresses me out. Like yesterday, the day I moved in, I was so stressed out and I have no idea why. Like I started crying over at my neighbors house because there were too many different noises around me, and I had a friggin anxiety attack because of too much noise around me! What the heck is that? And now that I'm here I'm like getting sicker or something and I don't know why. I think I just need to be able to like put all my stuff away, get settled, and relax. I need to start going for massages so that I can work out all my ridiculous tension in my back.

I'm tired and I need to go to sleep now.