My BirTHdaY

Yeah so, today was my birthday. I slept until about 12:30pm because my class at noon had been cancelled. Then I woke up and got ready for my 1:30 class. I got a couple of Instant Messages, that was cute. Some of my residents left me happy birthday messages. J.Russell didn't call me today, that was a little sad, but it's ok. Things change. I tried to look a little cute today. I wore my new white pumps with some jeans and a light colored crepe shirt with a rag on my head to cover the nappiness. I don't care. I would prefer to have it covered than to look like a fully-maned lion. I care about less now, because only a few things are remotely important. I'm not concerned with being on superficial good terms with a person just to avoid causing some kind of ripple. It's whatever now...
The actual day was gorgeous until about 4 when it decided that it needed to rain, but at least it was not cold and rainy. I could get married on a day like today, but yesterday's Spring-like sunnyness and gentle breezes were slightly more suitable. God blessed today though...
WOW, I am 20. I can not believe it. 20 sounds so much older than 19, so I probably should try to act a little more mature now. Naw, just kidding, but it is time to get a little more serious. I would say that officially, I'm a woman dependent on God. It's nice to finally have at least one person that remotely understands me, who is one the same page with me. It would be messed up if we were on separate pages in separate anthologies (roll with the metaphor). So who is Crystal Denise Mayberry? The truth of the matter is that my identification lies with God, and the sooner I learn the full implications of that, the better off I will be. For now it's time to let some of my childishness go and replace that with growth in the Spirit. I know this is fragmented, but I'm speaking straight from my head, but some of it is almost encrypted I guess one could say, because I'm really not saying all that I wan't to...this is online afterall. Maybe I should go to bed now, so that I won't be late for Spanish at 9 AGAIN, for about the 5th consecutive time. Who REALLY cares though?
Posted on 3.2.2004 at 1:34 AM