blue jean baby....

Blue Jean Baby.
L. A. Lady.
She's a seamstress for the band.
Pretty eyed.
Pirate smile.
You'll marry a music man.

AHHH. I love that song. I want to marry a music man. It's so weird to think that in a few days school will start and I'm not going to go back to Grace Academy. SO WEIRD. But how can I complain when my life is falling into place? God is doing some awesome things in my life, and I'm sure He'll do some awesome things WITH my life.
Anna left for Cambodia last night. I'm not going to see her until October, and maybe not even then. I tried to comprehend the fact that I'm not going to see my best friend until May, but it just didn't sink in. It still hasn't sunk in. I've known this girl for 13 years. Maybe more.
I think God is using Anna as an example to me saying "do you see what I could do with your life? I could do so many great things if you were only willing."
Why aren't I willing? I want to be used by Him. But on His terms? maybe. I try to put my own twist to everything, and that's not a good idea.
Well. I have to go shower. I am headed into H-town and I don't want to smell like I live in WalMart. Off to spend more money.