Today is of course just another day in my life but today is filled with opportunity, and newfound meaning. Not really. I'm just excited because I'm getting to do some photography work that I've been wanting to do for a while now. I had like a ton of ideas pop in my head over the past couple of weeks and finally found the means and the people to help me get my portfolio started, God willing. I hope that this is His plan for me. If not that it's an interesting side job along the journey to what I'm suppose to be doing. Lol. It's funny everyone sees it as my "hobby" when I tell them what I would like to do with my life. "Oh that's nice." They say. "That's a good hobby to have. You probably won't make a lot of money off of it but it's a nice thought anyway." Lol they really don't get that it's not about the money with me. I'm fine living in this one bedroom apartment next to this beautiful church that gives awesome photo opportunities. I surveyed the land yesterday and got a ton of ideas. Of course I'll probably want something more when I have a family but that's WAY ahead and many mission trips and photo opts away. Photojournalism is what I want to go into. And if that doesn't work out maybe something to do with mentored kids. Hmmm well well just see what God's crystal ball has in store for me. But until then, the scoop on the love life is nonexistent as always. And for once, I'm cool with that. I finally figured out that I don't need a guy to love me. Yeah, it's nice. But God's really all I need. I've been avoiding Turner for the sheer fact that if I am not around him, then I'll forget him. Simple as that. Everytime he gets around me it's just like reopening old wounds and so the healing process starts over again. So I figure it's best this way. That and he always has something negative to say to me these days. It's either "You never were good at that, or so and so thinks you're a nitwit because" Thanks Turner. Once again you come to the rescue with your sharp ability to trash my feelings. Lol. Nah, I don't care. I've learned to spit it out right back at him and move on (not to say, folks, that that is the best way to deal with things. Just sometimes it's the only way to get the boy to listen.) lol. So for now the great escape has to be made. I have wedding dresses to try on people and photos to take so ya'll pray this goes well. Love ya all and much love.