Misfit.

If I was a toy I'm pretty sure I'd be one of these:




It seems the more I learn about myself the more I come to realize that I am just a different breed. And I'm ok with that. Thank goodness God has provided me with some other misfits to share this patch of land with.So I suppose I haven't been writting in here that much lately. I wish I could say I have been busy doing other things but honestly I just have had nothing to say. Things have been going smoothly. I am all moved in to my new home and enjoying having room mates. I thought it was going to be a much more difficult process than it was (considering I'm an only child so I figured I would be awkward living with other people my age) but both Sarah and Hilary are very laid back girls and I am enjoying their company.
I also recently decided to part ways with my wisdom teeth. We just weren't getting along. They wanted to grow in where there was no place for them, so the rest of my mouth and I had a meeting about it and voted them out. Sorry wisdom teeth.I have also been in a weird funk where I deeply want to read and get engulfed by a good story but it seems every time I pick up a book my mind just trails away with other nonsense and I can't focus on the words on the page. Let me know if you have a cure for that.-Leesha