Homesick

Last week my mom went home to be with God. I am at a loss for words. This has taken me by surprise and I really could use some prayer. Anyways, this song expresses words I cant right now.

Given another try

No one should have to worry about dying tomorrow, but cancer patients do. I was told earlier that my mom has been diagnosed with breast cancer. I must admit that this has taken me by surprise. It is hard to think of the woman that used to dress me and take care of me now needs me to take care of her.

Yet, I am so grateful for her. She, in spite of everything, takes all the drama and pain and makes the best of it. She laughs still and she refuses to feel defeated. She has a faith that makes me hurt to have. Even with all the pain, she gives only hope to me. She truely is my inspiration and I support her fully!

I love you mom!

Brandon Heath - I'm Not Who I Was (with Lyrics)

Of little importance

I have absolutely nothing to say, but I thought I would just say that. It's been a while since I updated and you guys are giving me pains for that. This is my blog, not yours! But I guess I should be grateful you all are so interested in my random rantings.


So summer is definantly gone. The leaves are all dying and falling all over the place. Fall is bad for anyone with OCD. Like me. I'm itching to go outside and rake up all these leaves. But I know as soon as I do, more will fall. I'd never put the rake down.


For once, my rambling isn't coming out smoothly. See what happens when you all pressure me?! Anyways, here you all are. My update. Enjoy. Yup... :-)

Bruno - My New Best Friend

He Rules the House.

How We Roll

"I think we did something wrong"~Bruno
"Funny thing, me too."~ Nik

"What should we do?" ~Bruno

"What we always do..." ~Nik

"Go to your mom's house?" ~Bruno

"No. The other thing... run!" ~Nik

Friday night was great! Bruno and I took on the role of two "gangsters" trying to take on Cincinnati. The goal was to appear as two pathetic criminals who try to be tough but end up making fools of themselves. We did the part perfectly. Actually, we didn't have to try too hard, it just came so naturally. I bet that got some of you guys laughing. Especially if you saw us trying to steal "sodas" from the refreshment tables. Anyways, here are a few Pictures.

Presenting Nik and Bruno

Gangster: No job too low.

Photo Credits to Gabriella DeStephano.

Russian Roulette

Russian Roulette: The game of Chance. You flirt with death, look Her right in the face. You can feel yourself trembling as you slide the bullet into the chamber. The steel is cold against your hand, which is hot and sweaty. You swallow hard, spin the cylinder and put the muzzle to your head.

The clock on the wall suddenly sounds so much louder, the room colder. Inside you are sweating and trmebling. You know that at any second you will end or spare your life. Your mind begins to wander to the people you know and love, wandering if you will be missed should things go wrong. Images of all those moments that people have hurt you burns into your mind and you grip the gun harder. You close your eyes tightly...

The phone rings which then connects to the answering machine. It's your best friend calling, asking where you are and if you are okay. Suddenly, life doesn't seem so bad. The gun drops to the floor, trigger unpulled.