When put on paper. Our lives tend to move towards the dramatic. With less emphasis on our actual emotions and more on our readers. Even when on paper, our writing suffers from a “Woe is Me” type of language.

Okay, so… Life is good. Here I sit, typing on my journal, my students (Econ Summer) couldn’t be more well behaved. It’s a blessing this class. This is definitely the calm before the storm. On any given day, I feel as if I might blow up. I must be in constant prayer. The Lord will help me weather this storm.

I think harmful thoughts to myself. But I don’t take them seriously. Each time this happens, it results from stress and an inability to cope with it.

I feel myself being pushed closer and closer to the margins of my tolerance for stress. Small arguments and stressors initiate these thoughts. This is the result of a reliance on myself vs. God. There can be no peace unless I relinquish the passivity of my youth and step into manhood.

2 Weeks left.. The eye of the storm. I feel that if i extend my hand too far from my body, it will be taken away from my by the maelstrom of wedding planning and activities during this time.

Tomorrow is funfun. I don’t know exactly what’s happening, but Jake and James are planning a bachelor party for me.

Oh yeah! My bench went up by 10lbs! um.. that’s 90 + 45 + 10 = 145! Hmm.. Just waiting for my shipment of Yak Hormone Supplements to come in the mail.

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