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I didn't know reading mindsay blogs would break my heart. I guess we get too caught up in our own lives and arnt thankful for what we actually do have. I mean, its even a blessing just to be alive each day. Thank God for the air you breathe.  Mindsay is deffinately a place where we all can voice our opinion or vent our anger and fusterations day by day. I feel like I spent way too much time being sad over Ryan and not even thinking about what other people are going through that doesnt even compare to just a little breakup with a boy.  I think today really opened my eyes. especially my prayer life.  Ya know.  I mean, so many peoples blogs are writting about the pain they are going through.  How people have hurt them extremely bad. and I hate just being another person on the other side not being able to do anything about it.  Ever just feel like you just need a hug and words cant give you that. or you know you want to say something to someone but you just dont know how.

I'm a christian. and You can easily tell by my blogs.  I am a 19 year old dedicated full heartedly living my life for the one and only true God, Jesus Christ. and if I pass by your blog, all i really want to tell you is that God loves you so much and hes not gonna give up on you no matter what.  Things may happen, Bad terrible things. But I just pray to God you dont blame him for what has happened to you.  God never meant for any of this for you.  God wants to save you.  He wants to rescue you.  Let him. Okay? Let him.  He saved me and he can save you too. Trust him.

Fairydustings said something in one of her blogs today that I would like to relflect.

I have not kept track of how long I have been in Mindsay but I really like belonging to this family.  I have not had the opportunity to meet many of the fellow Mindsayers but if I could I would. 

I have had lots of great conversations here, especially with ahhfreakingrr.  She and I have had some "spirited" discussions.  She and I would never last three minutes in a convo without getting into a discussion of sorts.  I miss her and I hope her and J are doing fantastic.  But I really like the fact that I can go here, blog about something, maybe get something off of my chest and feel welcome whether I may be right or wrong.  I was even voted Top Blog! once when a soldier I worked with came home from Iraq.  I blogged about what it was like for him there and what it was like for him to come home.

It was not always that easy for me here at first.  I kept adding these mindsayers and got called out about because they did not know me.  Well things have changed.  I get added and I add as well and it is nice to read about what other people have going on.

I must admit that many times I only read and not reply and that is o.k. when it is done to me.  Sometimes I have nothing to say and other times I have plenty to say but know it may be better just to say nothing at all.

I chose Mindsay back in the day because I needed a place to express my feelings about I girl I worked with.  She has come and gone but Mindsay is still here.

Thank you Mindsay for being here and thank you for all of my blog friends here for adding me, reading some of my boring blogs and putting up with some of my raves which can be alarming I know. 

Now if I can just get that perfect header pic....

I hate it when people make a mindsay blog, but never post anything in it because they "just want to look at OTHER PEOPLE's blogs."

Really. What is the point of that? It just labels you as stalker-esque. Then I start peering over my shoulder, to see if anyone's following me into the chocolate factory. I LIKE CHOCOLATE, DAMNIT, AND I WILL GET NICE AN' FAT IF I WANT! You can't stop me! *runs away*

Hem, hem. Sorry about that. My... er... evil twin has issues.

You don't have to daily update your blog, or put hours of work into your posts. Just have short blogs... like "Hi, I'm new to mindsay, though I'm kind of just here because my friends forced me to check out the site ;) Evil biznitches!"

Anything simple like that reassures paranoid people like me that you're not a stalker, and that you're actually ALIVE  and have a functional brain  

None of Willy Wonka's Oompa Loompas were injured in the making of this rant. They just got really, really drunk.

P.S. This is the full picture of my avatar.