It doesn't make sense to me either...

I’m not quite sure why but for some odd reason I enjoy running for miles and miles until I feel I might collapse and my lunch might come up. I enjoy the feeling of sweat trickling down my back. I enjoy the feeling of water streaming through my fingers as I race in a swimming pool. For some reason I am terrified of the dark. And even though I am a swim teacher, life guard and on the varsity swim team, I am terrified of water. For some reason I cannot explain, I want to name all my children after animals and I secretly wish I marry a football player. For some reason, I do not want to be kissed until after I graduate and I believe that peanut butter solves all ailments. I try to go to the most random “festivals” or “activities” humanly possible. My favorite thing to do is meet new people. I try to be healthy, I eat mostly organic. I wish I lived in Seattle, I always have. I enjoy the rain. I am excited for junior year. Yet I hate school. I hope to keep the friends I have now all through high school and I want to coast by with the least amount of drama possible. I shop at savers. I am a compulsive shopper. I should go to rehab for this. Money is handed to me, so I spend it. College? Excites me. Terrifies me. I enjoy a good adrenaline rush. But I find my thrills in different ways, walking out of Savers or DI with a bag of bargains sends the chills up my spine. Eating yogurt and granola makes my insides smile. Confiding in people about the gospel makes my heart jump. Holding hands and cuddling makes me shiver because not only am I nervous I am excited. Meeting a new boy and dancing the night away with him makes me giddy. Never giving up and striving forward with greatness is the way we all should be. Secretly, I want to be a motivational speaker. But a mom is where I will put forth all my talents.

I don’t question why I am here. Or where I am going, because I already know.

But. Life? Yeah. It doesnt make sense to me either. And I like it