I've got a feelin'

So school is really starting to catch up on me. Thats why this blog post is so late even though what I'm about to write about happened last weekend. So I guess it would be Sunday, I hoped on over to the town next to mine to get a book for school. You're probably like, "Well okay Tansy good for you, you actually read", but no, thats not the point of this story. The point of this story is about people.

So immediately as I walk in the book store, a clerk welcomes me by saying, "Hey Angel," but at first I was like oh she's not talking to me, but then she continued to talk to me and I was like "uhhhh I'm doing fine thanks". Then she continued to say " Just let me know if you need any help now" I said " I will thanks".

Sooo.... anywho, I go about my normal shopping getting the book I need for school, a book for Bayla and my mom, and a book for me.

So as I go to check out the same clerk was just so cheerful and pleasant. It really just made my day. I had a shirt on that said "Walk Humbly" and she was like "aw, I love that scripture" and I immediately liked her even more.

Then these two girls walked in who obviously just got there hair done, and she yelled "You're hair looks really good. You're so pretty".

Then she says to me " You know sometimes girls tend to hate other girls because they think they're prettier than them, and sometimes pretty girls don't think they're pretty and need a bit of self confidience, because really all of us are beautiful on the inside. We should tell each other that sometimes."

I was like fully ready to ask her to be my best friend forever at this point.

I mean, she was like a modern day philosopher, but it made me think. No matter if I forget her name, or where she worked, where I met her. I'll know that she made me feel like I was special. That I mattered. That we all mattered in the grand scheme of things. That woman, girl, student, what ever has changed my life.

What if I hadn't gone to the book store that day? What if she wasn't working? My life would have stayed the same, but that chance encounter showed me that there is really and truly an awesome God out there. She really changed my life, I'm serious. Because of that chance meeting, my life is better.

I'll always remember that feeling that I felt when I was around her.

Peace out Girl Scout.

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Create Me.

So guyses, how you likin' my new blog look? I really like the fact that its an older computer, but you can only see it all if you put it into a full screen. I'm taking a graphic design class this year(excitement) so maybe i can make an awesome back ground for my bloggy poopoo:)

Anyway.

I've always been the person that tries so hard to be creative. I love project runway, America's next top model, and any other fashion/ artsy show out there. Or any show on bravo for that matter. Yet, besides dance... I have not one creative bone in my body. I'm the "nerd". I'm that person who could tell you that the quadratic formula is

I had to Google it because I couldn't find the square root sign, but I still know it. I love my brain, so to speak, yet I want to wear something pretty for once. The following is what is in my closet: -american eagle jeans, -old navy tshirt. Thats it. I've got some old navy shorts too, but other than that, thats all.

I have no style. Well I guess you could say I do, but not a cute one! I'm happy in a T and jeans, but I think I could do so much better. Do you understand what I'm saying? Probably not, but I have to say this is the weirdest post I have ever posted. So I'm just going to end this right now. Bye.

Peace out Girl Scout.