gyms, gems, and a jim

i hope he wasn’t offended. sometimes the sarcasm just doesn’t translate electronically. and sometimes the sarcasm just isn’t funny.

maybe i should stop talking to nicole (see, that was sarcastic). it makes me miss her so much. i hate being outside the everyday, tiny details. it sucks sucks sucks being so far away. i am horrible at having close girl friends. i don’t know how to do it; i am not perky or bouncy or outgoing. but nicole has always gotten me and there is such a huge hole without her.

thankfully, i have developed this fresh, new friendship with a very old, old friend. leah and i have rediscovered our bond and i couldn’t be more excited to have her in my life again. i really believe that god meant for us to be here together, to go through this stage together.

i am proud of him. i feel like i was always one of the ones that saw it — that believed he could if he just would. and he did. and i’m happy for him, for them.

working has put me in such a good mood. i felt so guilty when i wasn’t doing anything. at least right now, i am relishing coming home and feeling tired but productive. and i know i’m not changing the world or anything, but i like what i’m doing. i believe in it, and i applaud the people who are taking the steps to change their lives. so even if it is only noticeable in my small circle or in one person, i am making my difference.

after my first class on tuesday, a few of the ladies said they weren’t going to be able to walk the next day. i took it as a compliment. who knew the perfect mix of jane fonda and drill instructor would just come pouring out of me once that madonna started playing. it is an incredible feeling to do something for the first time and not bomb. or pass out. try it!